<?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-6431572</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:05:07.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nudity is not a crime</title><subtitle type='html'>yes nudity is not a crime</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-113394776079559171</id><published>2005-12-07T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:29:20.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's new</title><content type='html'>just read nana's blog n found the my life quiz rating. n i did mine. so this is the result of the day, besides the poll result in Pengkalan Pasir, Kelantan ( BN did it! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px solid #333333; margin: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; font: bold 16px sans-serif; background: #ffddbb; color: #000000; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; border-right: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="124" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /&gt; 6.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="112" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /&gt; 5.6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="140" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /&gt; 7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" height="12" width="104" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /&gt; 5.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="114" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /&gt; 5.7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="146" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /&gt; 7.3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Finance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="118" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /&gt; 5.9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; border-top: 1px solid #333333; font: bold 14px sans-serif; background: #ffeedd; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html" style="color: #0000ff;"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-113394776079559171?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/113394776079559171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/113394776079559171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2005_12_04_archive.html#113394776079559171' title='everything&apos;s new'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-108433072298401895</id><published>2004-05-12T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T10:58:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lama gile tak update</title><content type='html'>waaa.. lamanye tak update blog. dah terus terlupa sebenarnye. op.. tgh malas ni ok la nak gi bank plak. byebye askom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-108433072298401895?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/108433072298401895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/108433072298401895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108433072298401895' title='Lama gile tak update'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-108082338429491269</id><published>2004-04-01T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T20:46:42.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>When we meet the right person to love when we're at the right place at the right time, that's chance. When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice. That's chance. Being caught up in a moment (and there's a lot of couples who get together because of this) is not a choice. That's also chance. The difference is what happens afterwards. When will you take that infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling. If you decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance. That's choice. When you choose to be with a person, no matter what, that's choice. Even if you know there are many people out there who are more attractive, smarter, and richer than your mate, and yet, you decide to love your mate all the same, that's choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation, crushes, attraction comes to us by chance. But true love that lasts is truly a choice. A choice that we make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding soul-mates, there's a beautiful movie quote about this that I believe is so true: "Fate brings you together, but it's still up to you to make it happen." I do believe that soul-mates do exist. That there is truly someone made for you. But it's still up to you to make the choice if you're going to do something about it or not. We may meet our soul-mates by chance, but loving and staying with our soul-mates is still a choice we have to make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We become happy in love not by finding someone perfect to love... BUT to learn how to love an imperfect person perfectly... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-108082338429491269?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/108082338429491269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/108082338429491269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108082338429491269' title='choices'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107964792155214173</id><published>2004-03-19T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T06:15:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soo boring</title><content type='html'>it's been a whille since the last time i posted here. boring giler ari ni.. woke up at 5.. with nothing to do. i'm downloading a tv show I'm with her. not bad.. but i prefer alias. opssiee.. i can watch i'm with her now. c ya guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107964792155214173?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107964792155214173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107964792155214173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107964792155214173' title='soo boring'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107823230820877575</id><published>2004-03-02T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T21:01:24.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck with my assignment</title><content type='html'>huuu tak siap2 lagik la assignment ni. internet kat sini dahla lembab nak mampos. kat hostel yg lembab tuh pon jauh laaaaaaaaaaaaaagik laju. pelik betol. imagine la nak save webpage tuh punyela lama giler. usingmy pc kat hostel yg 450mhz tuh jer... lagik laju drpd notebook yg 2+ gig nih. aduhhhhhh!! tensen2.. mane la nana ni.die plak ilang &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107823230820877575?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107823230820877575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107823230820877575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107823230820877575' title='stuck with my assignment'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107787337575171661</id><published>2004-02-27T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T17:19:07.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's raining friday again</title><content type='html'>just like last week, last 2 weeks.. and all past fridays.. it's raining cats n dogs again. i kina hate things that interrupt my program, esp rain! well my big program usually starts on friday! whatever my conclusion bout my fridays.. i should thank to Allah for fridays' hujan rahmat :) nana's lying on bed tgh malas giler. hujan-hujan ni ape je yg boleh buat other than sleeping n lazying. it's been so long since the last time i write something in my blog. i only pasted some songs n quotes. been quite busy with assignments actually. my new assignment, website. huuu maleh betol edennnn!! i've only 2 weeks to do it. mana dell ni!! org nak potostat handout. just talked to dell via yahoo msgr. now i can potostat the handout :) yaeyy!! i've finished downloading all the alias season 3 n burned them. i've also burned some friends.. 1011 to 1013. u really have to watch friends 1013. it's frikin hillarious. i love joey. he's the only person who can make me laugh that loud i think. org lalu lalang bilik nana ni mesti ingat i'm crazy gelak kuat2 sorang2. hehehehe. think im gonna watch it again. it's bout joey pretending he can speak french :P hahahhaha. &lt;br /&gt;hm.. lame betol tak nampak si douge tuh, mane agaknyer die pegi. nway, i heard bout chicken's new price. the highest it can go is rm3.80 per kg. or rm3.60. lupela plakk.. last time i bought it's rm5.50 per kg. tp org kedai ni takdelak nak turunkan harga makanan ayam. cthnyer, ayam goreng. ayah dah turun 40% harga dier. must be due to the bird flu. n some ppl tries to avoid eating chicken. hmm.. feel like having sushi. hehehe.. lame tak mkn sushiii.. nak sushiiiiii!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107787337575171661?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107787337575171661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107787337575171661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107787337575171661' title='it&apos;s raining friday again'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107739707134278600</id><published>2004-02-22T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T05:00:34.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>white flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIDO&lt;br /&gt;White Flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think that I shouldn't still love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you that&lt;br /&gt;But if I didn't say it&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd still have felt it&lt;br /&gt;Where's the sense in that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder&lt;br /&gt;Or return to where we were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I left too much mess&lt;br /&gt;And destruction to come back again&lt;br /&gt;And I caused but nothing but trouble&lt;br /&gt;I understand if you can't talk to me again&lt;br /&gt;And if you live by the rules of "It's over"&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm sure that that makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we meet&lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure we will&lt;br /&gt;All that was then&lt;br /&gt;Will be there still&lt;br /&gt;I'll let it pass&lt;br /&gt;And hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;And you will think&lt;br /&gt;That I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender&lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107739707134278600?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107739707134278600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107739707134278600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107739707134278600' title='white flag'/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107732926404192964</id><published>2004-02-21T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T10:16:42.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONE WITH ALIAS 313&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from Nana's place. we just had the Alias marathon. we watched all series of season 3. we learned that vaughn's wife is actually not just talam 2 muka, but she's also talam byk2 muka. wonder where she gets the talam with byk muka, cos im getting it too. Nana was into 24 at first, since iwan loves 24 so much. but iwan, i think i've more influence to her than u. hahaha, just turned Nana to another alias fan. she didnt want to go to sleep until we finish all the series we have. and now she's asking me to burn her all Alias from season 1 to season 2. that's a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;waiting for nawfal guy to get me more alias. hope i can have them all by next weekend. nana asked me to go to the Xgames with her at bkt jalil today. Rini said there's gonna be an in line party. i dont think ican go with my sengkekness.. and in line party? hey! i never tried rollerblade my whole life. nway, me n nana? we might turn out wake up late afternoon. and im still waiting for this belut fren to msg me. wonder what'd happened to him. ok peeps, im gonna be on my way to bed now. just got this romance novel from nana, Sweet deceiver? yeah.. it is. by not so famous writer. but worth for the reading-to-get-me-to-sleep. ok sweet dreams peeps! nice weekends. enjoy eating n sleeping while u still can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107732926404192964?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107732926404192964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107732926404192964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107732926404192964' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107728385941977766</id><published>2004-02-20T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T22:34:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALIAS MADNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the alias madness has begun!! these few weeks i've been watching alias from my fren's collection. i've been watching all episodes from 01 to 118? i forgot the last episode of season 1. then continued with 201 till 223. i've been sooo into sidney bristov that i've even changed my phone ringtone to type 7 in my 3310, just like sidney's ringtone. juts like vaughn's too! hahahahaha. and i'm so in love with micheal vaughn. of course! he's soooo cute. and i'm sidney bristov. hehehehe. nway after finishing all the season 1 and season 2, feel like i've known sidney my whole life. the last part of the season 2 showing her waking up in hongkong and she contacted CIA asking them to send somebody to her. vaughn came, as expected. but he's no longer her vaughn. vaughn is now somebody's vaughn. he came with a ring on his finger. sidney got the shock of her life when vaughn told her the truth. she has slept for 2 years! and vaughn is now married to someone else. it ends there! damnn.. i've been asking several ppl bout alias season 3 if they ever find it anywhere. nobody has alias season 3. finally!!thanks to my dear fren wan (*winkwink) who recommended me this opal server owned by some cits guy called nawfal. and i found alias season 3 there. loads of them!! i ammmm sooooo back with alias now. and this is alias madness. i told joe and O bout the season 3 that i've found. wait guys, u'll get ur chance to watch it later. gimme a week. let me watch allll of them first. hehehehe. i am very happy now that i can watch alias again. i even cried watching alias 301. alias 301 is very touching. with sidney taking the news, esp bout vaighn's marriage. she feels alone, with her dad sent to solitary prison. her bestfriend francy died and she can't see will anymore. will's been put under witness protection means he's given new identity n new life. she's lost 2 yrs of her life. and she lost vaughn the love of her life. she couldnt believe it that vaughn didnt wait for her n didnt have faith in her. but the truth is vaughn was like a dead person after her so called death. he resigned from CIA. he's been talking alone every second of his life. he talked as if sidney was there talking to him. talking bout buying new cars, bout getting dinner n blabla. he coudlnt accept her death. it was so sad. he went out of country for like 6 months. later he met his wife. and he decided to go on with his life. i even feel sebak typing this to u guys. hehehehe. if u've been following alias from the beginning even u urself won't expect she's gonna die. that's what vaughn thot. she's been sooooo perfect with her job as the CIA agent. somehow she's found dead later later. that made vaughn lived horribly after learning her death. and now sidney's trying to find out what had happened during the 2 yrs of the life she's lost. who's the one responsible for the life that she's lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 375px"  src="http://www.geocities.com/vorchexbes/salvation-064.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 375px"  src="http://www.geocities.com/vorchexbes/telling-248.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107728385941977766?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107728385941977766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107728385941977766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107728385941977766' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107714056244023684</id><published>2004-02-19T05:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T05:45:22.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;A Hope For Return&lt;br /&gt;by Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone on a darkened night,&lt;br /&gt;frightened by her fate,&lt;br /&gt;she lost her true love that will never reappear,&lt;br /&gt;all due to her love being late.&lt;br /&gt;She cries out loud,&lt;br /&gt;hoping for a touch,&lt;br /&gt;of the hand that will never show,&lt;br /&gt;she knows it is over,&lt;br /&gt;he flew away,&lt;br /&gt;because her trust she could not prove.&lt;br /&gt;The sun began to rise,&lt;br /&gt;she sat in her room,&lt;br /&gt;no light to be let in she swore,&lt;br /&gt;for she recalled those countless days,&lt;br /&gt;her love that he wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;That night as the stars began to appear,&lt;br /&gt;she layed underneath them and prayed,&lt;br /&gt;prayed for him to return to her,&lt;br /&gt;and relive their sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107714056244023684?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107714056244023684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107714056244023684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107714056244023684' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107713987095321134</id><published>2004-02-19T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T05:33:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;..i realized how much i loved him last night while i was lying in bed thinking he didn't love me..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Why I love you is a very hard question to answer. I love you because you care for me like no one else I know. I love the way I feel in your arms, so safe from all the dangers in the world. I love your eyes, so hypnotic and mesmerizing, beautiful to gaze into, and yet never revealing everything to me. I can't explain every way that I love you because that's impossible. But I can say that I love you because you are you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;What am I supposed to say to someone who has hurt me, confused me, and broken me beyond measures, but whom I still love more than words can express? &lt;/center&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/6431572-107713987095321134?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713987095321134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713987095321134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107713987095321134' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107713813892117230</id><published>2004-02-19T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T05:04:59.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" I do love nothing in this world so well as you, Is that not strange?" -- Skakespeare ( Much ado about nothing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107713813892117230?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713813892117230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713813892117230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107713813892117230' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107713589829533958</id><published>2004-02-19T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T04:27:38.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses.  You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you.  They don't ask you for it.  They do something dumb one day like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you and leaves you crying in the darkness...It hurts. Not just in the imagination.  Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and- rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." - Neil Gaiman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's true.. but eventho i hate love, i still enjoy love. it's like living i nur dreams. taking all the chances of happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107713589829533958?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713589829533958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713589829533958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107713589829533958' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107713429121140032</id><published>2004-02-19T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T04:00:51.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;One of the most beautiful things is simply watching the one you love sleep&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107713429121140032?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713429121140032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713429121140032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107713429121140032' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107713399872525470</id><published>2004-02-19T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T03:59:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the jiwang part of me lalalala~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: We come to love not by finding the perfect person, But by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly ::&lt;br /&gt;:: A million words would not bring you back. I know because I've tried. Neither would a million tears, I know because I've cried ::&lt;br /&gt;:: When I met you I was afraid to like you. When I liked you, I was afraid to love you. And now that I love you, I'm afraid to lose you ::&lt;br /&gt;:: If you were to die 100 days from now, I would want to die 99 days from now so I wouldn't have to live a day without you ::&lt;br /&gt;:: If you love someone, let them go. If they return to you, it was meant to be. If they don't, their love was never yours to begin with... ::&lt;br /&gt;:: We all want to fall in love. Why? Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, an hour, an afternoon. But that doesn't diminish its value. Because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives ::&lt;br /&gt;:: Truly loving another means letting go of all expectations. It means full acceptance, even celebration of another's personhood ::&lt;br /&gt;:: Sometimes you need to let go, even when it may hurt you more than any other pain in the world ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107713399872525470?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713399872525470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107713399872525470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107713399872525470' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107712984404431846</id><published>2004-02-19T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T02:46:43.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my new skin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished editing my blogskin, and everything. bes bes.. think i like this skin cos it's pink. yes, im starting to like pink. now i've pinks in my wardrobe. such a suprise huh! used to kutuk those who has pink wardrobes. nway nana!! jgn jeles kite nyer blog dah kiut kale pink lagikkk :P actually im not into this shocking pink. i prefer khakis pink. maybe sort of ikot org jugak la suke pink nih. started to buy pink stuff when somebody yell "eh panties die kale pink!" when we were watching some movie. bodoh giler nyer reason! hehehe. nway, i just like pink now. pink is my new obsession. err betol ker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107712984404431846?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107712984404431846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107712984404431846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107712984404431846' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596802419713416</id><published>2004-02-05T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T16:22:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pengumumannnnnnnnnnn....Pengumumannnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada sesiapa yg nak ikut, kitaorg gi Pulau Kapas around bulan 4 nanti sila contact samada sue, Nana atau Didi. Sue nak buat lesen Diving...jadi sapa yg nak buat jugak, pun boleh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harga untuk 4 hari 3 malam: lebih kurang RM 150.&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive : &lt;br /&gt;Boat - 1 &lt;br /&gt;Bilik - twin sharing &lt;br /&gt;Makan - 1org ( breakfast, lunch, dinner, barbeque )&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Kalau nak camping, RM 15 sekepala untuk 4 hari 3 malam kat camp site yg disediakan. &lt;br /&gt;Makan + Bot = 65&lt;br /&gt;so, kalau camping harganya semua sekali lebih kurang RM 80 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harga untuk lesen diving. Lifetime punya valid. bayar sekali ajer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM 650 sahaja.selama 4 hari inclusive of gear.. Lesen ni ngan PADI tau. PADI tu kira macam body for international diving lisence. ok? so, join.. jgn tak join...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih Ramai Lebih Murah...... Lebih Meriahhhhhh&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/6431572-107596802419713416?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596802419713416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596802419713416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107596802419713416' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-10759762405920288</id><published>2004-02-05T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T18:19:41.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW FACE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just changed new skin of my blog. i like it, but looks dull. im eating my nasik ayam halia, dell rekemenla ni. sedapp jer bauuuu. nakk??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-10759762405920288?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/10759762405920288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/10759762405920288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10759762405920288' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107592853868674461</id><published>2004-02-05T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T05:04:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nudity is not a crime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107592853868674461?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107592853868674461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107592853868674461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107592853868674461' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596789149762533</id><published>2004-02-03T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T16:00:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kenyir kenyir kenyir!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to kenyir on monday on 26th jan. me n nana went to kuantan by bus. nana penakuttt sbb tuh hari isnin baru jumpe die  so after lepak2 baru we all gerak to kuantan n reached kuantan at bout 1 am. kat sana jumpe suraya plak, then we all lepak minum2 kat kedai depan umah suraya. and nana dgn taktik cleo nana, jumpe plak kwn lama die. tp nana, kwn awak tak ensem  nway borak borak then next day on 27th the guys sampai kuantan. kete jeng rosak so diorang lembab la sket gerak. pastuh mcm biasa, sakkok duluuuu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then guys takde tent!! tak senonoh betul.. kitorang pon pegile carik tent kat khemah kat ikip, girls la gi carik nih!! then at bout 12 baru gerak gi kt, kat kt kitorang kene jumpa wadi.on the way tuh singgah kertih nyer McD. McD situ bes la, cantikla. tp nana lom pegi McD kat teluk cempedak lagik, lagik bes . kitorang jumpe white cats. comel giler!! before sampai McD tuh kitorang singgah beli lemang. murah giler n sedapp! then pastuh gerak gi kt. and next checkpoint, A&amp;W batu burok. damn.. lazy to do thi s blog. ni sume sbb nana la ni!! hope die lom update her blog with kenyir story. ops forgot to tell u guys, there are 8 of us from kuantan, me, nana and su naik kancil. penuh giler kancil tuh!! barang kitorang penuh satu kancil tuh. giler aa! then other car, jeng's wira ade 5 org dlm tuh.. jeng, joe, zidane, wang and...eh sape sorang gik nih? haa azam our chef! then girls sampai dulu kat A&amp;W. lambat betul jeng bawak kete  then sampai kt jumpe wadi lak, then sampai kt tuh dah mcm kol 5,6 camtuh, so dah takley masuk kenyir. so we had to go the next day. so we girls rent a chalet in marang that nite. chalet tuh kwn sue punye. so dpt cheaper la than usual price. and we had a greatttt fun that nite, bbq and playing truth of dare. they, sue's frens swore wont play such thing anymore. ahahhahaha. seronok gile kitorang mlm tuh  sumorang kantoi!! hahaha.. tp tak acila sbb sue tak kene sgt mase dare tuh. me pon tak sgt. nana la kene. zizi nana? zizi? hahahahaha  sape nak tau further story, msg me heheehehe. then kol 5 camtuh baru tido. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day on 28th jan we woke up very early sbb janji ngan guys kol 11.30 kat pengkalan gawi. all of us paid 40 for the return boat trip. mase tuh hujan. bosan betul g kenyir time hujan2 ni. mase sampai pengkalan gawi tuh pon hujan gak. then tungguguys yg mmg sentiasa lambattt  then tunggu hujan ok sket baru we all gerak naik bot. waa besnyerrr naik bot!!! seronok gile. siries! guys beli rokok byk gile hahaha 5 kotak sorang, bekalan kat kenyir. then angkat brg22 camping sume yg byk giler. hahahaha! then we all pon masukla tesik kenyir  cantik sgtt kat situ, u guys should go there. tasik die cantik sgt. kitorang dtg mase musim hujan. so air tinggi la. cantik sgt, rase mcm nak terjun masuk tasik kenyir tuh je. then at bout 4,5 mcm tuh kitorang reached campsite yg ade air terjun. boat trip took us 1 hour . sampai sane jer, tgk2 ade org lain tgh camping. oppss!! spoil betul kan? hahaha. so kitorang cepat2 pasang kemah kitorang sbb hari dah nak gelap. n potong2 bawang utk mkn. our chef mase camping is azam. die masak bes giler (promote jgn tak promote) mlm tuh ade bbq. bess bbq. Nyamuk kat situ byk gile, me, nana n sue sebok taruk mosquito repellent. Tp mcm tak jln jer. Saya kene gigit nyamuk kat kaki byk giler!! Tp sebbaik tak kene pacat. Seb baik nana ade, die sapu garam all over my legs. Guys la kene byk pacat.and once again kitorang, me, nana n sue main truth or dare. me n nana dared sue to kiss one of the guys. hihihi. tp malangnye guys tak sporting laaa. so kitorang tak main dare. truth jer. n all of us slept early that nite. except for guys tido lambat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd dayâ€¦29th jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitorang 3 org plan taktik cleo kitorang. nak baik2 ngan org lain yg camping kat situ gak so that kitorang ley ikot diorang naik boat gi fishing. diorang ade bot sendiri byk!! tp malangnye me n nana bangun lambat. so kitorang gi borak2 je ngan diorang sume, n diorang friendly! pastuh kitorang mempow mercun byk2 and makanan jugak! boring jugak dok situ, sbb hujann je, takde aktiviti nak buat. pas diorang sume blah ngan bot diorang me n sue went fishing, while nana n the guys sebok main kad. joe plak mcm biase tidooooo. sue dpt ikan!! seronok gile, baru guys sebok nak tangkap ikan gak. kalu tak sume bermalas dlm tent. yer aa hari2 hujan, tido la bes. sambil tangkap ikan sambil mandi air terjun die, sudahla hujan. sejuk gilerrrr!! tp seronok  joe n wadi took shortcut sbb diorang taddapat ikan, diorang amik mercun2 yg uncle2 tadik bagik gi bom sungai kecik kat situ. hahaahaha. pastuh ikan timbul byk giler. ape gik gelabah la tangkap ikan yg pening2 lalat seseko ( ade iklan sini, sape nak berkenalan ngan joe, nelayan berjaya sila msg joetosan)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tuh sumorang jadik gile nak bom ikan byk2. abes susah sgt nak tangkap ikan kat situ. Sume masuk dlm air nak tunggu ikan. Malangnye bom dah tak jadi .. last2 sumorang give up and we all went mandi and siap2 for dinner. For dinner our chef masak sayur paprika n chicken curry tin, bersama jugak ikan kering. Maveles!! Oleh sbb org2 yg camping kat situ earler dah blah, kitorang sume pindah kemah2 brg2 kitorang sume gi kat depan, amik alih tpt uncle2 yg baru balik hari tuh. So while girls helping azam preparing the dinner, guys pindah2 kemah and prepare tpt baru utk kitorang mkn. After we had our dinner, we all sume bakar roti. Haaa ni resepi baru. Utk buat roti dlm hutan tuh we need tepung gandum, air skiiiiiiit jer and minyak masak. Then uli2 bahan2 tuh sampai jadik doh. Kalau nak lembutkan doh tuh, add some oil donâ€™t add water. Then buat mcm pretzel, uli pjg2 salut ngan oil then tabur la gula. Pastuh lilit kat stick then bbq kan die!! Besides sugar, u can put cheese inside, nanti jadik mcm pizza hut nyer cheese crust!! Or maybe u can put some chocolate inside, anything la suit ur taste. Few guys pegi buat big campfire and they use all the minyak tanah left! While bakar roti tuh, we all played cards. Kitorang main blackjack and bet everything around us. Torchlight, candles, cheese, cap, rubbish, glass, plates, lighter, maggi.. and somebody betted a camera! Azam jadik casino owner so he won everything! Including our torchlight and nanaâ€™s cap. The good thing is I also won wadiâ€™s torchlight and few candles hehehehe. Everybody ate all the cheese we won. Ley dpt cheese kalau dpt 21 jer. And nana lost everything. After that diorang main mak pegi pasar. Me n sue slept earlier cos we were so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd day.. 30th jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itâ€™s a bright day. Tak hujanla plak. Time dah nak balik tuhhhhh barula tak hujan! Tensen tensennnn!! Tapi takper, bagus gak, kitorang ley gi mandi air terjun. Air kat toilet dah takde, taddapat mandi toilet. So all of us gi madi air terjun, bawak shower gel, shampoo conditioner, toothbrush n everything! So guys sume had fun la sbb ley gi beauty saloon on that day. Hahahahaha!! Kitorang shampoo kan diorang, tarukc onditioner, and cuci muke n blabla.  Tp tak gosokkan gigi. Nana thot she lost her toothbrush. Pnah tak org pinjam toothbrush? Saya tak pnah jumpe, but I just met one on that day. Nana gelabah2 tuh ckp kat me n sue, â€œ eh boleh pinjam toothbrush tak? â€œ hahahhahahahaha!! Eeee geli la nana. Eee geligeligeli. Gelakkan nana hehehehe. Lame giler kitorang bermandian kat situ, tak sedar dah kol 4, bot pakcik dah dtg. Weâ€™re supposed to leave at 4 pm. Tp sume sebok mandi2 lagik. So all of us cepat2 gi kemas our things and pakai baju sume. Sob sob, sedeynye nak tinggal kenyir, we had fun. Tp camping? Tido dlm khemah? Tido kat umah lagik bes hahahhaha!! Good thing was, me n nana tak kene pacat. We both takut gile kalau kene pacat. Sebbaikkkkk tak kene heehehe. So we all pon naik bot dgn sedeynyer. Seedy nak tinggal kenyir, sbb seronok. Kenyir cantikkkk. Siries! Korang pegila kenyir nanti. Mase naik bot tuh, boley nampak reflection pokok2 tuh sume dlm air clearly! Teringat mase skola dulu dlm kelas art, sometimes saya lukis pemandangan mcm tuh. Reflection tuh mcm next to perfect. Sebijik! Cantik sgt ..So kitorang gerak at bout 5 n reached pengkalan gawi at bout 6.30. so bubuh brg sume dlm kete n gi amik2 gamba jap, then weâ€™re off to Kuala Terengganu. This time, kitorang girls, me, nana n sue dah kemeskenan. Sumorang takde duit langsung hahahahaha!! Camae nak sampai kt ni? Kuantan ni?? Aduhhh.. sebbaik zidane dgn baik hati bagik kitorang sume balance duit yg kitorang bagi utk beli food which is rm18je. Cukupla utk hidupkan keretaâ€¦ then we had our dinner kat kedai kat pantai batu buruk, sape banjer? Zidane banjer. Baiknyerrr .. jeng, the driver penat giler, so guys sume lepak kt mlm tuh at wadiâ€™s place, except for joe. They planned to go back to melaka on the next day. So 4 of us, me, nana, sue n joe headed for Kuantan. Everybody was tired.  On the way back, kitorang nyanyi2  lagu. Sampai je Kuantan.. ape lagik.. tidola sumorang penat dahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes our trip to kenyir. Nana plan nak ikot sue and ikip gi kenyir lagik on 14th feb. oppss nana tuh valentineâ€™s day. Awak biar betul!! Nway, hope next time we can go to phuket maybe! Hahah berangan. Pulau kapas or perhentian pon ok. Aik? Dedua ade kabel ek sue? Heehehehehhe. Kitorang 3 org dah ngam ni. So, later on 5th we have this get together thingy. So sue nanti dtg lepak at our place kat mmu while waiting for the 7th. &lt;br /&gt;Nway nana, awak dah buat belom blog kenyir. Harap2 belom hahahahaha. Kite dah buat dulu. To nana, selamat berjiwang. Ey bile kite nak jumpe iwan niiiii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596789149762533?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596789149762533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596789149762533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107596789149762533' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596765698730722</id><published>2004-01-21T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T02:33:47.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazy &lt;br /&gt;today is my lazy day, yesterday's also my lazy day, day before yesterday's my lazy day too. confused now. where should i go for camping this holiday. ade ajak gi bagan lalang. mcm bes gak!! jumpe kawan2 lama. and then, trip to kenyir? waaa so tempting  i'm too lazy to update my blog now. sorry guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i.xanga.com/vorchex/t/ny2b.jpg" width=400 border=0&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #efcfdf" face=Modern color=#e7589f&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;me n nana in BB McD on New Year&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart2.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596765698730722?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596765698730722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596765698730722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107596765698730722' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596732307943280</id><published>2004-01-19T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:51:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna go jalan2 with Nana !!&lt;br /&gt;hey peeps, im going for jalan2 with Nana today. byebye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596732307943280?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596732307943280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596732307943280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107596732307943280' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596722924930624</id><published>2004-01-18T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:49:30.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Yatoq !!&lt;br /&gt;yatoq is my good fren. knew her from school, we're classmates and tablemates in dininghall. sometimes i went to her home and her kampung in NS. alemak nak ckp ape lagik ni?? yatoq ni sekang dah ade bf baru. tp tak pnah jumpe. nway, f3 we're still classmates. then after pmr she went to uk with her family. then we got into the same uni, MMU and we became roommates for 2 years, together with Fila my dormmate since f1 to f4. all of us used to be in the same class. but in 3rd year of our college life, i was separated from them. i got into different major, both of them are in Digital Media , and me Media Innovation or in another word, Advertising  even tho we're now far from each other and hardly see each other, but i still cherish our 9 years friendship. may all ur wishes come true toq! kawen jempot yek  alemak aku nak taruk gamba korang buley tak?? tp ni gamba mase pre u, first time kita gi mines pagi2 buta tu naik cityliner. gamba2 lain sume sencored. tuh jer yg ade hahehehee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to yatoq ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596722924930624?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596722924930624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596722924930624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107596722924930624' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596603259040856</id><published>2004-01-18T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:29:33.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations Perus!! &lt;br /&gt;congratulations to Perus on his newborn babygirl . ape nama die perus? Nadya? hhehehe bes tuh. tp kalu taruk nama Rabiah Adawiah lagik bes. he just got the daddy title this morning  whuuuu kwn aku dah jadik daddy. nanti anak kau kawen jempot aku yer. ehh.. tamau kawenkan anak aku ngan anak kau ke nanti perus  heehehehehehe!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see guys! baru je semalam talking bout frens getting married, getting babies.. now pagi ni sorang dah dpt baby. aduu.. nanti kang.. fren's daughter's getting married  waaaa.. tua nyaaa  im getting old im getting old  ops.. im supposed to give something for u guys here.. found this theiry somewhere. dunno wether it's true or not, but u can give it a try. do some experiment n tell me the result &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are making babies.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice of a baby BOY or GIRL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;author :unknown &lt;br /&gt;Hope it is useful for some of you in planning stage. For those of you do not &lt;br /&gt;have any plan in the near future, you can keep it for future reference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background: &lt;br /&gt;Man!|s sperm consists of X &amp; Y spermatozoa, X spermatozoon decides the &lt;br /&gt;female whereas Y is the male. &lt;br /&gt;Referring to these physiological properties of the spermatozoa, &lt;br /&gt;gynecologists set up the theory of !Â¢DChoice of a girl or a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st factor:  Food &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl: &lt;br /&gt;Husband must eat more alkaline food, wife eats more acidic food. &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy: &lt;br /&gt;Husband eats more acidic food, wife eats more alkaline food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkaline food:  vegetables, fruits, egg white, milk, algae, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Acidic food:  meat, seafood, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd factor:  Timing (When to do it?) &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl: &lt;br /&gt;Frequent copulation during pre-ovulation period. &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy: &lt;br /&gt;Copulating just before ovulation or just after ovulation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to confirm ovulation period: &lt;br /&gt;Body temperature increases (you may want to use SPC chart to monitor your &lt;br /&gt;body temperature here). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd factor:  Penetration (How to do it?) &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl: &lt;br /&gt;Husband to avoid deep penetration in the female vagina during copulation. &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy: &lt;br /&gt;Deep penetration by the husband is suggested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasoning: &lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of X &amp; Y spermatozoa &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*       X:  Marathon runner with good stamina &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*       Y:  Sprinter but poor stamina &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with deep penetration, the chances for Y to reach destination will be &lt;br /&gt;higher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th factor:  Stimulation &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl: &lt;br /&gt;Wife should avoid stimulation during copulation.  Secretion from female &lt;br /&gt;vagina becomes alkaline &lt;br /&gt;when stimulated, therefore this promotes the activity of Y spermatozoon. &lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy: &lt;br /&gt;Husband ejaculates after wife has been stimulated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596603259040856?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596603259040856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596603259040856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107596603259040856' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596570985808867</id><published>2004-01-18T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:24:11.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy  (smiling ear-to-ear)&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... finally done with the comments thingy. i nearly had a headache yesterday thinking bout the comments thingy. how to get the comments, then how to make it run. this fucking stupid htmls  !! i hate websites and all the codings. but i've to go tru every letter, every character of the stupid html just becos of this blog!! very excited bout this blog thingy at the moment. i'll be bored of it in a few days, few weeks.. few months maybe. hahahaha  everyday i wake up, i'd go straight to my pc and go to my blog. i'll be keeping myself busy busy bee editing my blog adding things here and there, and also updating my blog  feels good to have something to do everyday. it's like routine, u wake up and update ur blog. wake up n write ur diary hehehehe. sorry to those ppl whom i didn't reply their yahoo msgs. too busy with my bloggies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite, me, Nana n our fren Douge went to Syed in Kelana Jaya. actually it was Nana's idea. she loveeeees Syed so much. n douge never been to syed before. im the only person who knows the way to get there. actually joe introduced me the place, i mean the old syed. i found the new syed  it's a kedai mamak actually, but not the typical kedai mamak like warisan or mamak in precint 8. it's better. hahaha that's why Nana n my love it  we went there with Douge's car. kitorang gi kol 1, dekat kol 5 baru sampai mmu semula! ahahahaha.. berborak tak ingat nyer.. padahal baru last weekkitorang berborak2 jugak. this time jumpa byk gak borak. hahaha . i tried the ghee tosei there, tabbes. subang parade's tosei still better. n malai's ghee tosei much more better. hahahahah nothing good in syed. the food is not that nice. but the  place is quite nice. they have big screen tv. so u can watch football there  on the way to syed, i saw giant. the new Giant is just beside the LDP highway. it's gonna replace the small Giant in kelana jaya.&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/6431572-107596570985808867?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596570985808867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596570985808867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107596570985808867' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596524531489433</id><published>2004-01-17T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:16:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The good guys are all taken !&lt;br /&gt;these few days, i talked to Nana, Dell n few other frens. i can't help but noticing it, all the good guys in the world are taken! they're either engaged or getting engaged  all our frens ex bfs are engaged. and i just got a call yesterday from my ex bf's bestfriend that my ex bf's getting engaged this raya haji, which is on his birthday!!  and i guess his nikah would be on his fiancee-to-be's birthday. that's sucks! hahahahaha. u must be saying that i'm jealous. i dunno what's my feeling at the moment. some ppl cry when they hear that their ex bf's getting engaged or engaged or getting married. but i didn't cry, and i'm not crying inside. i'm just shocked. then bila pikir pikir balik, suddenly noticed that all the good guys around me are engaged or getting married or getting engaged. my petbro's engaged! my another friend's getting married, my exbf's getting engaged. my other good fren has married a yr ago. sometimes i have this thought, i have to get to know new people. there must be few great guys out there. but i think there are more bad guys than the good guys. all the good guys are untouchable  , err..taken. oppss.. selingan jap.. i chat wif videl, she's so cute. u want her yahoo id? ask from me later  ( ni videl paksa tulih!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's true, when ppl say all the good guys are either too shy to tell their feelings or married. there are only bad guys around. we definitely won't take the bad guy to be our bf, then are we gonne choose the married guy? hahahaha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in relationships before made me have this stupid thought, maybe it's better if we never had a bf/gf ( but i won't be having this thought if i never had bf! )  ok, this is my example. u have a fren. a really really good fren. u love him/her sooo much as a fren. u can't lose him/her. u tell him/her everything. u go everywhere with him/her. u have great times with him/her. then suddenly something happen between u guys, maybe u both think u have to move up one level. so u guys become couple, bf and gf. i used to think that, it is so great, so sweet to have ur good fren as ur bf/gf becos u really know them and they understand u, feel like u've found ur soulmate. u've been frens for such a long time. but what happen when u two are couple? u're not gonna tell her/him everything. i think when we're in a relationship we don't tell our ppartner everything. there should be something that he/she mustnt know. then what if u guys got into a fight, argument? hey!! i thot u guys were good frens and understood each other before? in the end, u guys break up. now what?? are u still frens? i mean are u two still good frens like before u guys moved one level up? now u're losing everything. u just lost ur bf/gf. and the most important thing is, u just lost ur one great great great fren!! and now u're 2 levels down, u lost ur bf and ur good fren. i just realized this few months ago. the first few weeks i knew my ex bf, i thot he's gonna be my next bestfriend since i just lost my good fren at that moment. and i liked him very much as a fren. but then beyond my control, i had a crush on him. and he liked me too. so we became bf/gf. u see, being a fren, ur fren will accept u for whoever whatever u are. they wont marah2 u for whatever u wear, whatever u do. becos u're enjoying ur life. unless mmg buat salah, jahat gile laa  more or less, they'll only give u some advice or support u in whatever ure doing. but a bf, let's say they dont like u wearing sexy, u can't wear anything sexy showing those sexy legs anymore. ur bf won't allow u to go out with other guy frens. when u were his fren, u can go out with other guy frens. say u wanna join the cultural dance, u know u really really love cultural dance. ur bf knows it. but he says, no  ! dancing will make ppl look at u and stare at ur body. they're totally different than what he used to be. maybe he wants u to wear tudung. well, he never mentioned bout tudung to u before  ! small stupid things like this are some of the arguments in relationship. he used to understand u for always being late. but now, he can't take that anymore. they all change after being ur bf. some ppl said, the girls want their bf to change. but their bf doesnt want their gf to change. i think that's not true. some guys want their gf to change but the girls love their bf just like the way he used to be before. but the boys will ask the girls to change their life. now everything's screwed up. in the end u both think that u're not meant for each other. back to my story, in the end we broke up. and now? are we still frens? nope, i don't think we have that title anymore. and i lost one more fren. after that i met another guy, i thot he's gonna be my good fren. cos i loved going out with him. he made me happy. well things happen. and we ended up bf and gf. arghh.. going back to the same place like before. n think im losing him now. hahaha. bf/gf won't be by ur side forever, but a fren will always be by ur side  who are we actually looking for in life? a good fren? or a soulmate? i dunno. sometimes i feel like i can't afford losing another great fren.can't we just be like rachel n ross in friends? they're still good frens eventhough they've broken up had sex.. n have a kid together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh.. now i feel like im old, when everybody's getting married. hahah few or my frens are married or getting married. n some are getting babies! hahahaha. it's funny thinking bout it. u used to go to school together, n the next thing u see them pregnant or jln2 in playground with their kids. talking bout marriage, have u ever have this thought, that the process of getting to know somebody is more exciting n adventurous than spending time with someone u know. sometimes i think love after marriage is better than love before marriage. ur married life would be more exciting, well.. i mean ur whole life, including ur sex life hahahaha  do u think so? hahaha life is so exciting, don't miss a second of it's excitement. right now im trying to enjoy every second of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethin' turns to nothin'... And nothin' makes you cry... There's somethin' in that somethin'... It's gone and you wonder why... &lt;br /&gt;Life can be lived on one thin'... For that one thin' could be that somethin'... So wipe those tears of nothin'... For tomorrow there will  be somethin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596524531489433?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596524531489433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596524531489433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596524531489433' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596515580031380</id><published>2004-01-17T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:14:57.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pegi playground &lt;br /&gt;tadik after makan me n Nana ingat nak gi sewa beskal kat sport unit. then pegi org tuh ck p takde beskal. i thot they had bicycles before. mane tah pegi beskal2 tuhsume. baru ingat nak naik beskal jln2 gi streetmall or cyberpark *sigh  so last2 we planned to went back to Nana's room before going out for a walk. sampai bilik Nana we watched. Head over heels  cite tuh pon sweettt.. imagine, moving in with the models! and they have a big room.. i mean room which is their closet! the closet is wayyy bigger than the Amanda's room  On the way to the models apartment he bumped into this cute guy; Jim i mean, his neighbour's dog; Hamlet actually hahahahaha! Freddie Prince played a role as Jim Winston. ok stop! i don't feel like telling a story at the moment, hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for walk to cyberpark, but we saw so many indons ppl. i hateeee indonesians!!! any kind of indon lah!! pekerja2 indon kat construction tuh ker.. or indon2 yg high class ker. mane2 la.. all indons!! i hate indons, sorry to say. so kitorang turned back and stop by at gerai in front of mmu. drank some ice lemon tea and keropok segera before we went to the playground. hahahaha, it's already dark but Nana nakk jugak gi playground nak main swing n seesaw. hahaha so we played the swing n swing n swing ..  feels good when u're up in the air. and we talked talked bout.. ahehehehe that's secret. women's talk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596515580031380?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596515580031380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596515580031380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596515580031380' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596472511342996</id><published>2004-01-17T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:07:46.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nobody's perfect&lt;br /&gt;I just got a forward email. i was so touched by the story. so i put it here for u guys to ponder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacalah kisah di bawah. Sesungguhnya ada pengajaran yang boleh diambil dan diaplikasi dalam hidup kita.Mungkin bukan setakat pada orang yang disayangi tetapi juga rakan-rakan,teman-teman dan orang di sekeliling kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang lelaki dan kekasihnya bernikah dan acara pernikahannya sungguh megah. Semua kawan-kawan dan keluarga mereka hadir menyaksikan dan menikmati hari yang berbahagia tersebut. Suatu acara yang luar biasa dan  sungguh mengesankan. Mempelai wanita begitu cantik dan anggun dalam gaun putihnya dan pengantin lelaki dengan tuxedo hitam yang gagah. Setiap pasang mata yang memandang setuju mengatakan bahawa mereka sungguh-sungguh saling menyintai dan sepadan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa bulan kemudian, si isteri berkata kepada suaminya:"Sayang, saya baru membaca sebuah artikel dalam majalah tentang bagaimana memperkuatkan hubungan dan tali pernikahan kita", katanya sambil menunjukkan majalah tersebut. "Masing-masing kita akan mencatatkan hal-hal yang kurang kita sukai dari pasangan kita. Kemudian, kita akan membahas bagaimana kita mengubah&lt;br /&gt;hal-hal tersebut dan membuatkan perkahwinan kita bersama lebih bahagia ...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suaminya setuju dan mereka mula memikirkan hal-ha dari pasangannya yang tidak mereka sukai dan berjanji tidak akan tersinggung ketika pasangannya mencatat hal-hal yang kurang baik kerana ia adalah untuk kebaikan mereka bersama. Malam itu mereka sepakat untuk berpisah tidur dan mencatat apa yang terlintas dalam benak mereka masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok pagi ketika sarapan, mereka sedia membincangkannya. "Saya akan mulai dulu ya", kata isteri. Ia lalu mengeluarkan senarainya. Banyak sekali yang ditulisnya, sekitar 3 muka surat ...&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ia mulai membacakan satu persatu hal yang tidak dia sukai mengenai diri suaminya, ia memperhatikan bahawa airmata suaminya mulai mengalir ... "Maaf,&lt;br /&gt;apakah saya harus berhenti ?" tanyanya. "Oh tidak, teruskan ..." jawab suaminya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu si isteri melanjutkan membacakan semua yang tersenarai, lalu kembali melipat kertasnya dengan manis di atas meja dan berkata dengan bahagia,&lt;br /&gt;"Sekarang giliran abang membacakan senaraimu". Dengan suara perlahan suaminya berkata, "Aku tidak mencatat sesuatupun di atas kertasku. Aku berfikir bahawa engkau sudah sempurna, dan aku tidak ingin mengubah akan dirimu. Engkau adalah dirimu sendiri. Engkau cantik dan baik bagiku. Tiada satupun daripada peribadimu yang kudapati kurang ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si isteri tersentak dan tersentuh hatinya oleh pernyataan dan ungkapan cinta serta isi hati suaminya ... bahawa suaminya menerimanya apa adanya. Ia&lt;br /&gt;menunduk dan menangis ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Sebelum kita mencari kekurangan orang lain, carilah kekurangan sendiri. Adakah kita cukup SEMPURNA untuk dibandingkan dengan orang lain?.. Kalau jawapan nya YA, maka kita berbohong atau kita PERASAN. Kerana tiada manusia yang SEMPURNA dan sentiasa ade yang perlu diperbaiki... wallahualam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakikatnya orang-orang yang menyayangi diri kita tak kira siapa pun sebenarnya adalah yang mencintai kita kerana kelebihan kita dan menerima kita kerana&lt;br /&gt;kelemahan kita. Dan sudah pastilah orang ini ikhlas dalam menyayangi diri kita... INSYA ALLAH.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596472511342996?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596472511342996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596472511342996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596472511342996' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596461601686463</id><published>2004-01-16T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:05:57.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>100 Girls is so sweet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetnyaaa!!! i watched the 100 Girls while Nana busy chatting using the window next to the winamp movie window. at first we wanna watch Lizzie Mgguire but then, i dunno why, org yg rip the movie tuh die buat terbalik. at first i thot it's made like that in the beginning. then scroll depan depan lagik, semua terbalik!! how am i gonna watch a movie terbalik? sengetla kepala pagi esok.&lt;br /&gt;nway, 100 Girls is about a guy, Matthew who was looking for her dream girl whom he met in the lift.. and had a great time with her. well, he lost his virginity in the lift  how bout u guys?  The girl left him her white panty. The only way to find her girl is to get in the girls dormitory. when the girls are busy screaming for mices, guess who came? Matt came for the rescue!! Matt is a guy who can't talk to girl. he used to write some notes on his palm before talking to girls. what a loser  when he was small he's never taught how to be a man, his father always loved ice cream and used to run after the ice cream van with underwear. his mom spanked him with spoon when he was small. matt became close to the girls. i guess all guys out there mesti dah terbeliak2 bijik mata masuk girls hostels hahahahaha!!  mesti sume nak jadi mcm matt. he seemed like a man with no sexual desire. he only thinked bout his dream girl. during his search he got to know cynthia; the prettiest girl on campus, patty the slut, his exschoolmate n some other girls. he went tru the girls' closets! he even had his ad in the school newspaper asking his dream girl to come to someplace every thursday nite. haa!! and he met this girl, francesca. hahaha he wore girl's clothes and be francesca to get the girls stories. and his roommie, rod! he tried to make a pass with her .. opps him  nway, after the blablabla blublublabla.. he made love with patty.. blablablabla.. the semester was coming to the end. he had to make his move fast or he'll lose his girl. few girls knew bout him looking for the lift girl. so one nite die gi berdiri in front of the girls' hostel block and made a confession. it was sooooo sweettttt  sume girls jerit2 that they're the girl in the lift. he was sooo sweet that all the girls now want him so much. hahahahha!! is there any guy like him out there? then he saw the shadow of a sad girl from tru the window. pastuh die terus ran inside and knocked the door which never open. the girl inside told him, i think ur girl is few doors down.. he went straight to patty. now he know that it's patty that he wanted  but patty sent him away becos she knew all this while he was looking for the girl in the lift, it's the girl in the lift that matt loved, not her. matt was so sad and he went back. on the last day, he turned off the electricity of the whole block. he went lepak2 outside with the girls. all the girls pasang candle, that made him feel like he have to get his soul, his patty. so he ran outside n get patty. patty was busy kemas2 emptying her room. once he was in front of patty, he looked into her eyes, long. he looked into her eyes with passion, with love. he looked at her like a lil boy looking at his birthday present and waiting patiently and happily to open his birthday present. the way the boy's enjoying his great time n appreciates every moment of it. pastuh.. abiss  tp mcm stupid.. end up with the slut hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;erm, tataula nak ckp ape lagik. damn hungry. boring gile living in hostel. still remember when i was staying in cyberia, life wasn't this boring. i got to play playstation, watch dvds (lotsa them, my housemates collects hundreds!) and the shops downstairs are open up to 2 or 3 in the morning. life's a bit meriah over there compared to here, hostel! hahahahah. thinking of renting outside with Nana n frens but my mom won't allow me. too much problems she said. i dunno, i'd be happier outside.&lt;br /&gt;gonna go make some maggi. nite nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596461601686463?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596461601686463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596461601686463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596461601686463' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596434089324429</id><published>2004-01-16T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:01:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good luck Nana!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up late again, luckily there's no class today. so why bother getting up early? bangun pon just becos fren of mine called. kalau tak mesti still dreaming. ari ni Nana ade Maths test. dah dekat kol 3 ni. die tak mandi lagik!!!cepat cepat go go mandii. got some responds from few of the visitors. thanks guys  but few ppl told me that my blog is quite berterabur and pening kepala. hahahahha. but who cares? afterall they're all guys and guys don't like this fancy2 thingy. tp saya suke jugak fancy2 kaler!! biar aa berterabur pon.. like somebody said, that's my style. baru ceria hahahahhaha  ermm.. aaa... erkkk.. arghhh.. running out of idea. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" my only love sprung from my only hate...too early seen unknown,and known too late...prodigious birth of love it is to me,that i must love a loathed enemy "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596434089324429?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596434089324429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596434089324429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596434089324429' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596424507653958</id><published>2004-01-15T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:59:46.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm Done !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished all the linkings to my blogs  now i can sleep. there's nothin more to worry about. sorry peeps, too busy to layan u guys these 2,3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596424507653958?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596424507653958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596424507653958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596424507653958' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596380347191417</id><published>2004-01-15T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:52:24.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jalan-jalan in Putrajaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from minum2 in Putrajaya with Nana n my fren  a fren came so just went out straight and had minum2 and lepak borak2. i just came back from the MMU Survivor meeting and was going to have my dinner at 11.30 when fren of mine suddenly called. oooh.. forgot to tell u guys bout the MMU Survivor thing. the MINDS club is organising the MMU SUrvivor around this Febuary. This thing is opened to MMU students only, sadly. i've suggested to our director to open it to public but he said too much problems and things to handle. so it's better if we open it for MMU students only  anyway, the survivor thingy will be held somewhere in MMU and the cyber park. cyber park is a great place, they have ponds hahaha.. and they have the bbq place  the best part is they have tower and playground!! biiiiiigggg playground. i love playgrounds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyber park is situated behind the cyberia apartments. if u don't know where cyber park is, then u're not MMU student! the meeting was held for 2 and a half hours!! i hate long hours meetings!! there's gonna be another meeting next monday. hope none of the comittee read this  About jalan-jalan in Putrajaya, we went to kedai mamak precint 9, then we went jalan2 looking for warisan in precint 16. it's a new place for eat. we just heard bout it. and our fren said it's a good place and the food are not expensive like some people told us. The price is normal. but they only have malay food and fruit stalls there. but the place? it's very very nice. u'll love the design trust me. i looked at it, i saw the design of one kampung house, very nice  it was closed when we got there, but at least now we know how to get there. hope to go there n try their food sometime. nana was so blur in the car and mamai mengantuk, she has maths test tomorrow. i've been spending my whole day in my room. so seronokla kuar jln2 kejap. ahahahaha. now thinking bout quitting mmu n do some business  just a crazy thotz ! never seen any McD or KFC in Putrajaya n Cyberjaya. have u guys seen any of those here?? nanti nak bukakla someday  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, think i wanna go watch some movies at Nana's. nite nite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596380347191417?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596380347191417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596380347191417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596380347191417' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596334313988205</id><published>2004-01-15T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:44:44.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Truth about girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thotz for guys out there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't &lt;br /&gt;crying,it means she's crying in her heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done &lt;br /&gt;something wrong,it's best to give her some time &lt;br /&gt;to cool down before touching her heart with an &lt;br /&gt;apology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the &lt;br /&gt;guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for &lt;br /&gt;her to 'get over him' after the relationship's over) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on &lt;br /&gt;her mind every minute of the day, even though &lt;br /&gt;she flirts with other guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep &lt;br /&gt;into her eyes, she will melt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually &lt;br /&gt;is not sure how to react to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very &lt;br /&gt;often, a girl would start thinking the guy likes &lt;br /&gt;her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend,go &lt;br /&gt;easy on the smiles and stare 'okie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break &lt;br /&gt;it to her gently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you &lt;br /&gt;reject her, leave her alone for a while. If you still &lt;br /&gt;treat her as a friend, talk to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls enjoy talking about what they &lt;br /&gt;feel.Music, poetry, drawings and writing are &lt;br /&gt;ways of expressing themselves (which explains why &lt;br /&gt;most girls like writing journals). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Never tell a girl that she is useless in any &lt;br /&gt;way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Being too serious can turn a girl off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When the guy she likes calls her for the &lt;br /&gt;first time, the girl may act uninterested during &lt;br /&gt;the call. But as soon as the phone is back on &lt;br /&gt;the hook, she will whoop with joy and immediately &lt;br /&gt;start telephoning her friends to spread the &lt;br /&gt;news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A smile means a lot to a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you like a girl, try making friends with &lt;br /&gt;her first.Let her get to know you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If a girl says she can't go out with you &lt;br /&gt;because she has to study, leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. But if she still calls you or expect a call &lt;br /&gt;from you, stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask &lt;br /&gt;her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hearing the words "I love you" is a great &lt;br /&gt;reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. After a girl falls in love with a guy,she'll &lt;br /&gt;wonder why she never noticed him before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a &lt;br /&gt;girl,read romance stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When class pictures come out, a girl would &lt;br /&gt;first look at the girl next to her crush before &lt;br /&gt;actually looking at herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her &lt;br /&gt;memory, but the guy she loves now stays in her &lt;br /&gt;heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Girls love having fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A girl's best friends usually know best what &lt;br /&gt;she is feeling and going through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to &lt;br /&gt;them just to get close to their 'prettier' &lt;br /&gt;friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to &lt;br /&gt;a girl,in that order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Some girls care about looks, some care about &lt;br /&gt;brains, but ALL girls want a guy who will love &lt;br /&gt;and care for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Girls want nothing more than to feel loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't make someone love you, all you can do &lt;br /&gt;is to be someone who can be loved, the rest is &lt;br /&gt;up to the person to realize your worth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596334313988205?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596334313988205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596334313988205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596334313988205' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107596314623775208</id><published>2004-01-15T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T02:24:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh!!hari ni bangun lambat lagikk  Nana came to my room n baru saya bangun . she got a date today *winkwink  . bangun lambat ni mesti sbb mkn megi last nite. dah kol 4 gatal lagi nak megi! padan muke dah bangun lambat  Luckily didn't watch the 100 Beautiful Girls movie last nite. Nana kept goda-goda me to watch it. if i did watch the movie i might went to bed at 7! tp bangun lambat jugak tak tengok pon nih.. hmmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 Beautiful Girls is a a movie about the guy whos' looking for a girl he met in the lift. mase tuh black out, then he was in the lift with this one girl, he doesnt know who's that girl. but they had a really really good time  (opps this is 18 sx scene) then he had to find out which one is the lift girl among all the girls who stay in dorms. hmm.. macane nak carik ni??  i'm gonna watch it before Nana balik. hahahahha  mesti die jeles. On the other nite kitorang tgk wishing stairs. japanese horror movie. actually i hate horror movies. i can only watch Freddie Krueger especially, japanese or thai or korean horror movies.Wishing Stairs bout the high school girls who stayed in hostel. One girl is fat and she always wished to be beautiful and slim like other girls. nobody wants to be her friend  she wanna dance ballet. and there are also another 2 girls who loves ballet and they are bestfriends. both of them are pretty  there's a stairs somewhere in their school. it's said that it's a wishing stairs. there are only 27stairs. but if u happen to step on the 28th stair, make ur wish ladies!!  pray for the hunks to fall on u, pray for the prince to come n save u from the villains  everyday the girls in that school pray to step on the 28th stair. but the luck went to the fat girl on her birthday  good for her isn't it?  anyway!! who says this is a Disney movie?? where all the good and sweet things happen in the movie. this is japanese horror movie  at the same time, the 2 bestfriends was competing to get chosen for ballet thingy in russia. one of them, the prettiest n kindest, charmest one got selected. now strange things started to haunt the girls in hostel. hehehehehe  the one who used to be the fat ugly girl is now beautiful and she kept seeing the pretty girl who got selected for the russia ballet thingy. the pretty girl is very kind. i dunno what had happened the used-to-be-fat girl. because after that i saw her stabbing a girl who uses her place, which is the school's store-the place she always lepak2 alone since nobody wanna be her fren. then.. after that.. watch it urself. download 2nd part tak habis. last nite baru habis dl the 2nd part. we'll be watching it tonite. and Nana would be screaming on her bed tutup muke ngan bantal and look at other way and ask me.. "ape die buat? apa die buat? ape die ckp?? " hahahaha.. and me, i'll be peeping tru my teddy bear  well at least saya tgk. drpd Nana terus look away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry!!! who's gonna have lunch with me today? Nana has gone for her date &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 106px; HEIGHT: 152px" height=198 src="http://i.xanga.com/vorchex/wishing.jpg" width=140&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i.xanga.com/vorchex/100girls.jpg" width=110&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107596314623775208?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596314623775208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107596314623775208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107596314623775208' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107592910725379658</id><published>2004-01-14T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T02:08:28.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First entry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out bout this xanga thingy from Dell  thanks. im too lazy to do the stupid codings. might as well get something that is userfriendly and won't take much of my time. hahehehehe. just got back from Nana's room, i downloaded few movies, lizzie mgguire the movie and head over heels! both are gonna take a very very long time *sigh*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thot nana's gone for jogging with ayey.. but she's still lazying at ayey's hehehe. im not gonna go jog. if i go jog im gonna turn out to be the walking skeleton &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i.xanga.com/vorchex/lizzie.jpg" width=100&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i.xanga.com/vorchex/heels.gif"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i.xanga.com/vorchex/t/rabby_yati_1990_001.jpg" align=center border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is me n my sis when we're in sek rendah&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107592910725379658?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107592910725379658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107592910725379658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107592910725379658' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431572.post-107593079916479711</id><published>2004-01-05T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T02:27:55.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jalan jalan in petaling street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in kl yesterday at bout 1.30pm. actually, saya tgh carik something n i have to find it before balik mmu. so i went to this shop and tanya wether diorang jual tak benda tuh. that kakak was so nice, and she told me where i can get that thing. die kata, jln straight jumpe kompleks selangor.. then belakang lagi ade kedai tuh. jauh jugak jln. i was in a good mood for jln2. dah lama tak jln2 ni. saya suka jln2 tgk2 kedai ni  so saya jln jer sambil tgk2 nama kedai. saya lalu kedai mamakjual magazine, saya stopped n tgk magazine. then lalu kedaijual daging salai. byk gileee daging salai die jual. n i found out kat situ dah ade chinatown cafe. dulu lasttime lalusitu construction jer. interesting! ade korean bbq. mesti bes, next time nak trylah!  so i continued my journey.. la..la.laa.la~~.. and i saw kompleks selangor accross the road. hmm mane kedai ni.jlnlagi jauuuuh lagi tak jumpe gak. so i walked n walked n walked. i went to one grocery shop, trying my luck kot2 sesat kat situ brg tuh. then mase tgh tgk2 tuh i misheard this malayguy talking on the phone. maybe adik die kot.. or wife dier.. he was saying, " abg dekat kenduri kawen ni, pegi cari dulu.."  saya gelak je dlm hati  dlm kedai tuh mmgla bising jugak sbb ramai org. katluar pon mmg bising. hahahaha. kenduri kawen my ass!! hahahha. n i wondrr nape die tipu org tuh. tah2 die tgh carik brg ngan his mistress or 2nd wifeker.. sbb die mcm cari brg kat section brg2 dapur. hahahha!! then takjumpa brg yg saya cari. so i continued walking. dah jauh dah, sampai dahnak sesat. siap masuk udaocean! takde gak. sme kedai saya dah tanya takde jugakbrg tuh. hmm manenak cari ni? then saya patah balik jer. on the way balik, saya singgah all petshops. I LOVE PETSHOP!! becos I LOVE PETS!! saya tgk puppies, they're so cute  !! takde ke org nak bagik saya chiwawa  ?? then saya jumpe ade 2 cats, they're so cute... rm600. murah kan? then ade puppies saya suke.. rm1100.. murah kan. actually puppies are very expensive. they can go up to 2000. bagle tuh ley sampai 1800. then saya jumpe ade petshop tuh, ade doghouse. tp de mcm bes sbb dibuat dr kusyen. macane la die lipat jadi rumah tuh , tak sempat nak explore  tp seronokkkla tgk. cat pon ade cathouse! then saya jln, last2 sya masuk kedai yg opposite kompleks selangor tadik tp saya tak masuk. guess what? barang yg saya cari ade kat kedai tuh. penat tak jln jauh?? n one more thing, after tuh baru saya jumpe kedai yg kakak tadik suruh saya carik, it's only few shops after kompleks selangor. tp saya tak notice it . hahaha!! lama betol saya berjln. 2 hrs! hehhehe sekali sekala berjln2. saya tak sedar dah 2 hrs saya berjln n saya tak sedar saya dah berpeluh penat. yg saya tau saya seronok. after tuh baru saya naik bas balik mmu :) hari yg menyeronokkan. pastuh, joe call die ckp die baru bangun. hahaha saya dah ade kat mmu dah! okla nak tido ngantuk la. nanti cite2 lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p:s/ i did this in other blog, but hate that stupid blog site. so i just simply paste it in this blog &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i.xanga.com/vorchex/boo.jpg" width=169&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i'm boo&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6431572-107593079916479711?l=vorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107593079916479711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6431572/posts/default/107593079916479711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vorchex.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107593079916479711' title=''/><author><name>rabby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880526584826253861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
