<?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-1940243996498319044</id><updated>2011-12-11T19:39:59.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Reality of Zetty~</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;i write what i feel 
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In case you seem to notice any typo,ignore because i'm typing without looking at the screen,and just observing my fingers tapping the keyboard and listening to related music so that the words will keep flowing.Distance was never my choice,but fear comes together with choices,choices that sky rockets for my future.But you have to know,i'm the type of person that,sadly to say,am losing hope to keep on holding on to something that i shouldn't have for so many years.And if distance initially will cause misery,but if the distance is long enough,it will slowly eventually fade.Which is something good for me,but not good for the other part isn't it. That's why i hate it when i need be so far yet so near.I'd prefer to be oceans and oceans farther,farther until it's like hours and hours of flight hours to reach me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jealousy?Dishonesty?Skeletons in the closet?books of secrets kept for so long?who do i pour it to,if not myself.I spit it all out to me myself &amp;amp; i..and then swallow it back into my mind soul &amp;amp; body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes,i really wish i'd teach everybody a lesson, for making me feel such,even for a bit.Yup,that's the evil side of me,that so far,luckily,haven't been unleashed yet. But i swear it will emerge if i keep feeling this to myself for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love does not come without hurt,and hurt does not come without tears,and tears will fall to the earth,where it will be the only thing that will keep me on my feet till the end of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know why these useless clueless rants come about?It's because when you give your all to being the best you can, you don't get the same.But hey,i'm always reminded that fair is never on earth,1 + 1 is never equal to what it's supposed to.The numbers and answers always change..ALWAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet,i'm so full of this balloons of passion,compassion &amp;amp; love,..yes balloons because, i ain't flying high anymore,i'm getting lower cuz i'm slowly losing grip of those balloons.Letting go those balloons so that i can finally step on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more &amp;amp; more truth that i discover, the more disappointed and higher my hopes of the truth to reveal itself.....But...that would just remain a hopeless hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would wanna reveal the truth, when it can make or break your life and your relationships,isn't it?lies and lies and denials after denials.....All to keep yourself safe.Heck,i myself even do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must always remind myself,how contented i am...how lucky &amp;amp; grateful i should be....how loved i am by people....and i shouldn't let myself break apart just because a one or a few human beings who intentionally or unintentionally be the reason i let go of those balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must always remind myself that i have a purpose,and i have a cause...i must keep myself from straying too far from the path i'm supposed to and be lost again..though i have to say,i'm slowly getting lost again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone once told me, there is no right &amp;amp; wrong..just consequences....There are good &amp;amp; bad ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this burst of negative vibe &amp;amp; emotions can happen to anybody,blame it on the trapped cage in another trapped cage deep inside a person's soul.Think back, have you ever 'helped' build that cage for a person?.....YOU may have, it might even be the closest most loved person.Don't you know,the more you love, the more vulnerable the space in between is....for destruction to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan, may peace be in our minds,bodies &amp;amp; souls always...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you guys next year =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-3862377635537123559?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3862377635537123559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=3862377635537123559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3862377635537123559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3862377635537123559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/08/let-words-flow.html' title='let the words flow'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-5222451527404650466</id><published>2011-07-28T02:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T02:38:38.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who are you, GOD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QurpLXjv-I/TjBZnWttMgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z3STjueoH_s/s1600/hebat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to share a video of an activist that i truly look up to;Marina Mahahir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dL6jR7Fve2Q" target="_blank"&gt;Marina Mahathir: Attacks on Ambiga in bad taste &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She speaks sense and doesn't just lash out comments or remarks that are stupid or foolish.Arguments should be constructive and intelligent if one wants to show a greater deal of civilization &amp;amp; progress without losing grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with her opinion.People who resort to personal attacks are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(shamefully to me)&lt;/span&gt; shallow and make their immaturity &amp;amp; foolishness 'shine' even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; heYYYyyy.&lt;/span&gt;..wait!!.....look at this fine fella here, isn't he/she just as smart and foretelling as he/she can be...Awwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QurpLXjv-I/TjBZnWttMgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z3STjueoH_s/s1600/hebat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 494px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QurpLXjv-I/TjBZnWttMgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z3STjueoH_s/s400/hebat2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634101666487546370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebatnya sorang nih, boleh nampak NUR kat muka orang.Jom tepuk tangan 10 jari kat kehebatan dia *applause*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: That's not a personal attack.That just plain harmless sarcasm.But it can never beat the greatness of your remarks, that's for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-5222451527404650466?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5222451527404650466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=5222451527404650466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/5222451527404650466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/5222451527404650466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-are-you-god.html' title='who are you, GOD?'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QurpLXjv-I/TjBZnWttMgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z3STjueoH_s/s72-c/hebat2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4071434808978652644</id><published>2011-07-28T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T02:15:52.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berjaya Youth Short Film Comp..</title><content type='html'>OPEN TO ALL who desires to tell a good story through the medium of short film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i like about this competition you know,it's all about the storytelling,which should always be the core of starting and making a film work, rather than overdoing too much graphics that we lose our audience &amp;amp; message along the way&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.The Berjaya Youth Short Film&lt;/span&gt; is one that i would LOVE to participate in if i had the time...but since i don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or just pray some day this month i will try!)&lt;/span&gt;, I want to make sure i spread out the news of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few links for you to know more.Do check out the other details as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.berjayayouth.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=71&amp;amp;Itemid=60" target="_blank"&gt;Contest Themes: Tell a Good Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.berjayayouth.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=77&amp;amp;Itemid=79%22" target="_blank"&gt;Submission Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting part &lt;/span&gt;to me is not just the first prize of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Rm40k and a canon camera&lt;/span&gt;,check out the judges man!!Two of my idols among them,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afdlin Shauki &amp;amp; Ah Niu!&lt;/span&gt;!Amazing directors and storytellers i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus this is not just some simple film competition since the duration of the whole process until the shortlisting of the Top 5 ends about in November 2011.However,aspiring participants only have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;till 8th September 2011 to submit their entries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's for individual entry, which means everybody can enter if you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;within the age limit of 18-25 years old&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please please please get your minds creative and shoot something!Maximum duration of 5 minutes only, there's no minimum for this competition.The themes are so close &amp;amp; related to our lives ;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inspire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;make a difference&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;loving earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be so much fun and good for your portfolio too in the future, get your work recognised early no matter how greenhorn or tech-idiot you are, there must always be a place to start, this could be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: Do watch Nell Ng's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Say No to Shark's Fin"&lt;/span&gt; feature video too,hilariously educational!!HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4071434808978652644?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4071434808978652644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=4071434808978652644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4071434808978652644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4071434808978652644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/07/berjaya-youth-short-film-comp.html' title='Berjaya Youth Short Film Comp..'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8516862303628461173</id><published>2011-07-26T02:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T03:16:26.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Bangkok for 5 months!</title><content type='html'>Nope,i'm not going for a holiday.Purlezzz....i'm going for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one-semester exchange programme to Chulalongkorn University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually an ASEAN Scholarship for communication students given out by CU (Chulalongkorn Uni) to ASEAN countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky enough to be chosen, together with other 5 students from Cambodia, Indonesia, Vietnam, UK, and France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at first sceptical. I was encouraged to apply by my faculty advisor, i wasn't expecting to make it through.Applicants needed to write a short essay of why they are interested in this programme. Then i received a response from CU for a skype-interview. All that happened during the hiatus of shooting the short film.You can say i was freaking exhausted after driving long hours (from Alor Star to UPM) for the first time and immediately rushing to a nearby McDonalds just to make it for the interview.At a stressful state like that, i was slowly losing my interest of going for this exchange,but i was polite &amp;amp; friendly enough during the interview.I do remember one remark by the interviewer, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You sound like a Singaporean".&lt;/span&gt; HAHHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling i did bad for the interview,and didn't hope much of getting it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(considering the  chances where i was competing with other universities around ASEAN too)&lt;/span&gt;.Besides that,i felt so close to my team already, we bonded so much.Plus all the coming projects next semester, i didn't want to lose out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results came out and i was one of the receivers.My heart sank to be honest. I wasn't ready to leave yet, with so much in mind, i became restless.The decision of having to extend my studies for maybe a year if go for this exchange made things even worse. However, my team,friends &amp;amp; family gave the support i needed and told me it was okay.Accepting this would be the best decision to make because i've been given a chance that is hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,i built my confidence &amp;amp; interest back and walahHHh! I'm about 50% ready to depart on 2nd of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, you got that right.Puasa dengan raya pun dekat sana lerr...Sayu tuh sayu jugak,tapi takpa la, ambil sebagai pengalaman. Dahla u OLSSss tak habis2 suruh i hantar 'salam perantauan' dekat Utusan or Berita Harian,HAHA!...Just for the sake of representing Malaysia, my mum &amp;amp; i rushed to make me a pair of baju kurung &amp;amp; baju kebaya to bring to Bangkok.Haha.Finally,i have my own kebaya! After so many years of "tahun depan nak pakai".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be staying off-campus,which means this will also be my first time renting an apartment &amp;amp; staying outside,haha!.....But,not going to be so happy about that since most of my classes start at 8am...it's going to be DREADFUL for me to wake myself up so early in the morning to catch a train or bus to CU -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: Mak dah pesan awai2,jgn carik chenta kt sana...sedihnyaa..baru excited nak cuci mata..pffff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you are interested to apply for this scholarship as well in the future,here's the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.inter.commarts.chula.ac.th/admission/asean_scholarship_application_package.htm" target="_blank"&gt;ASEAN Scholarship details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8516862303628461173?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8516862303628461173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8516862303628461173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8516862303628461173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8516862303628461173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/07/off-to-bangkok-for-5-months.html' title='Off to Bangkok for 5 months!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7522194689414462369</id><published>2011-07-26T01:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T02:26:01.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow....been so quiet huh...</title><content type='html'>*knock knock* errr....is my blog still alive?HAHA!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me see where my last post ended...Oh yah,at the trailer of "Plan Your Love".Gosh,there's too much to update.Lets make it short &amp;amp; precised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milkyway Production won &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best PSA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( public service announcemen&lt;/span&gt;t) video at the Festival Filem &amp;amp; Video Pelajar ke- 8 at UUM. It was our first team effort &amp;amp; win which made all of us shockingly happy &amp;amp; ecstatic, considering we went through hurdles of troubles and emotions to finish a short 3 minute video.Being only 1st year students, we didn't expect to win anything yet, beginner's luck or not, we felt honoured =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seniors won the Jury Award for their PSA too!It was a worth it full bus trip from UPM to UUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvjataQWHl4/Ti2pMea5fyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/81n5Yhx9Ntc/s1600/IMG_3199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvjataQWHl4/Ti2pMea5fyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/81n5Yhx9Ntc/s400/IMG_3199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633344740699766562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Egj0DkMT3AU/Ti2pMvPzlrI/AAAAAAAAAgA/SWSsmwfA5Hw/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Egj0DkMT3AU/Ti2pMvPzlrI/AAAAAAAAAgA/SWSsmwfA5Hw/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633344745216644786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, as our exams were around the corner, our lecturer encouraged us to participate in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USM Adwave video competition&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(while still,racing to complete our documentary assignment)&lt;/span&gt;. The Adwave's theme was "promoting domestic tourism through mobile internet devices". At first we were like "what..". Okay fine,maybe it's the growing trend of teenagers &amp;amp; the public of using tech stuff 24/7 these days &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(including us)&lt;/span&gt;, but we got stuck as we didn't know what or how we wanted to focus on. Finally, we decided on our mutual Malaysian interest,,,,,,FOOD! Considering we didn't have much time left, ice kacang was all that came in mind. So poof!!Came the ice kacang advertisement!It took us a tiring rushing 3 days to complete pre,production,and post all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, we got lucky enough to make it to the finalists selection!The difference was, we had to present our marketing proposal to a panel of judges...*raised eyebrows*. We ain't no marketing people,we're just broadcasting students and that came as a surprise to us. None the less, we tried our best anyways.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.(though i was kind of bombarded with tough questions i twisted my way around with,haha!)&lt;/span&gt;. The finalists were all GOOD...tip top marketing proposals &amp;amp; skills, high-tech adobe after effects animation!I was wowed at the end,like literally dropped my jaw, because..our video was so simple..like seriously..PEANUT-cendol- ice kacang simple!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...woohoo!!We won second place!!And i was so happy when my long-time friends Ain,Alya,Majdiah and Dayah accompanied me from the day of the presentation till the closing ceremony!Muah3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRafHEaMOKo/Ti2tp8ViPyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ayoTjDUmu9Y/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRafHEaMOKo/Ti2tp8ViPyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ayoTjDUmu9Y/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633349644993052450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OvaM3o4pNJo/Ti2tp9rmaqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/bXPW1xfRLFg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OvaM3o4pNJo/Ti2tp9rmaqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/bXPW1xfRLFg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633349645354035874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we arrived back to UPM, our work wasn't over yet. We still needed to complete our documentary assignment within a few days!!Our topic was Oyiza,who's also part of Milkyway Production team. She was really a darling throughout the Adwave &amp;amp; documentary shooting.All of us were so lucky to get such a sporting hardworking team, and mind you, "The Other Side" (the title of our doc) was our first experience shooting with real broadcasting equipments eg; camera, boom mic, track, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even went all the way to KLIA just to take a few visuals of Oyiza coming down the escalator,haha.Guess how much we spent?Almost rm500.Yup...then,we started to feel the pinch of working in this field. This kind of work really does empty our pockets alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though in a rushing manner, we completed our assignment,well...not to the best we could,but still okay, it was a hella good experience =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovM5crDVZMQ/Ti2wLTfU6mI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OJpJal57HTs/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovM5crDVZMQ/Ti2wLTfU6mI/AAAAAAAAAgg/OJpJal57HTs/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633352417167075938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final assignment for the semester was the MOST challenging one of all...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shooting a short film.&lt;/span&gt; And all of us had to present our short film script within 12hours!I wrote "2am" which was a thriller from 12am till about 6am! You can bet how horrible the script was,i didn't have time to even re-adjust or check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started shooting right after our exams.Yes,we didn't enjoy our holidays for one-month at least.For those weeks, stress was over our heads as we started shooting in the morning &amp;amp; wrapping up almost 2am.Definitely an eye-opening adventure since the script required a lot of night time scenes. Again, as first timers using equipments like lighting, we fumbled a bit here &amp;amp; there.Thank God the whole team including the actors were supportive with each other.Cooperation &amp;amp; focus were much vital during the shooting.It was this experience that got Milkyway Production closer than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did complete the shooting but we didn't have enough time for the post-production as all of us had other commitments as well.So we decided to stall the process and continue next semester (too bad i wouldn't be around to help the team complete it,i'll explain in my next post).Our goal for this short film is to submit for the KL Film Festival 2012 next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it would be as good as expected.Sometimes, when you have all these expectations, it can be a burden and it can be a motivation too..depending on how one sees &amp;amp; responds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Here are the links if you want to check out our videos =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan Your Love PSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bX2zT_jo3pc"&gt;PSA Plan Your Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADWAVE "Malaysia's Simplicity through Fingertips"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcx_zqEgiiU"&gt;ADWAVE Ad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documentary The Other Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IsV5aKNohXw"&gt;The Other Side&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy =) Do leave comments so that we can improve,thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7522194689414462369?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7522194689414462369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7522194689414462369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7522194689414462369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7522194689414462369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/07/wowbeen-so-quiet-huh.html' title='wow....been so quiet huh...'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvjataQWHl4/Ti2pMea5fyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/81n5Yhx9Ntc/s72-c/IMG_3199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7136502637756399029</id><published>2011-02-16T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:30:07.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSA Plan Your LOve</title><content type='html'>Right after chinese new year,i've been really busy and hectic with Milkyway Production,haha!..it's our group's production name,and our first project is to do a Public service announcement.I can say,it's not easy at all to do a 3 minute video,even though shooting indoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time,i admit,i didn't learn much about camera work yet cuz we shot with a dslr camera.What i learnt from this project is the hardwork of keeping everything together,and not giving up after many  obstacles and failures in every step of the process.I'm fortunate and lucky to have such a hardworking team and 100% supportive no matter what!go go milkyway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a trailer of our PSA:Plan Your Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n1ox12XBLV0?rel=0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I can't show the full PSA yet,since this is a competition.We'll be participating for the festival filem dan video pelajar malaysia (ffvpm) which will be held in March.Please pray for our success k ^_^!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7136502637756399029?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7136502637756399029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7136502637756399029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7136502637756399029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7136502637756399029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/02/psa-plan-your-love.html' title='PSA Plan Your LOve'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/n1ox12XBLV0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7870997467026619619</id><published>2011-01-25T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T13:41:40.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Tiger</title><content type='html'>After class 1pm,i got an sms from my mum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yesterday Jay woke me up suboh,mama went back...check tiger.He look up and miow at me.He drink a bit,weak..Fed Jay and tiger walked slowly n manja at my fit n sit.He look up miow a few times.Mama pat n stroke his weak body,baca Al-Fatihah n selawat 7 times n said,'if it's time to meet Allah,i let you go..go n sleep tiger..'.Then he weakly walk back to a clean bedbox mama made for him and sleep.Before go out at 7.30am..call n stroke.He look up n miow.I told him,'ok,just rest n sleep,u'll be alright..'. He closed his eyes n sleep.Came home at 2 n check tiger....passed away...in sleeping position.Saw his shit inside the drain...no mess.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried like hell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Tiger,...thank you for being loyal to me for 10 yrs....without fail u were always there for me...and i couldnt be there for you =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshhh losing a cat that is so close to you for so long,it feels like losing a big part of my family....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7870997467026619619?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7870997467026619619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7870997467026619619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7870997467026619619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7870997467026619619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/01/rip-tiger.html' title='RIP Tiger'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1423975961333574063</id><published>2011-01-24T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:39:22.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>though i still care...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So if I have to leave you, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that in the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't because I stopped caring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was because you stopped being a friend. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS:through it all,no matter how arrogant i may sound,but i was the one who truly loved you for who you are deep inside together with your fears,rather than the person you could be...or appear to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1423975961333574063?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1423975961333574063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1423975961333574063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1423975961333574063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1423975961333574063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2011/01/though-i-still-care.html' title='though i still care...'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6300757302915227809</id><published>2010-12-19T03:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T04:49:58.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Events under UPM</title><content type='html'>I know i have been neglecting my dear blog for quite a long time,couldn't find any mood&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (or fast connection speed)&lt;/span&gt;  for my first semester as a mass communications student in UPM.There are  just too many stories to tell,experiences unimaginable,a new  environment that brought such a rollercoaster of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  don't want to be so detailed, i'm just going to give a summary of events  i've attended this semester under UPM.These chances weren't available  back during the school times.You can say i'm making full use of any new  adventures and life learning experiences as i can.I'd be  like,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"hey!there's an event at dot dot dot,JOmmm!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exploring  the city life bit by bit,sometimes too bold and ignoring the risks...But  it's kind of..my nature to be seeking for adventures that are  thrilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merdeka Award Video Competition 2010 (MAViC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAViC was held in UPM itself.It's an open video-making competition for university students,local or private.There were two categories,which are documentary and short film.Performers that night were Hazami,artiste from AF,as well as the highlight of the night (which made people fill up the hall for their reason),the band Bunkface.They rocked pretty hard,but we couldn't let go and jump to them as it all felt like a formal event.The big winner for MAViC 2010 that night was UTAR.I hope there's MAViC every year,so that i can be the next big winner when i'm ready to come up with my own short film!hoyeahh!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mimpi besaq sunggoh)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0R7tULBzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/c60trirHXds/s1600/m2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0R7tULBzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/c60trirHXds/s400/m2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552113633091847986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Datuk Aziz Satar,Julia Ziegler,and David Teo &lt;/span&gt;were among the big names that were present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0R7UkJQcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ppNNqqAe1No/s1600/mavic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0R7UkJQcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ppNNqqAe1No/s400/mavic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552113626447954370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MAViC,wait for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Media Night 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Media Night is an annual event held by UPM to appreciate people in the media industry especially journalists who have helped spread news and write articles about UPM.To be frank,the event was pretty...dull and quiet,i was hoping it would be much lively and full of energy.Instead,it was just a hall of golf-tournament-like applause.Oh well,we had to make the best of it,and strut our stuff &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hours of make up and money spent to buy purple-black clothes for the theme).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0RZa6DP3I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Gx_KXsrkso0/s1600/DSC06939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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~_~. They were promoting the film&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'ESTET'&lt;/span&gt; and even gave a free movie-watching session at the end of the latest&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Senario Asam garam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0RZDZJxBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/hbECa5qoLts/s1600/DSC07422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0RZDZJxBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/hbECa5qoLts/s400/DSC07422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552113037722895378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw the movie Asam Garam already.So we decided to spend some time taking pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0RYXkIC1I/AAAAAAAAAek/moovuMgxBEc/s1600/DSC07398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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and professional&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;worth it!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(except the poor seats we got,which forced us to be on our feet to get a better view)&lt;/span&gt;.I was laughing hysterically at the antics of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afdlin Shauki,Awie,Nabil,Hans Isaac,Harith Iskandar&lt;/span&gt;,and the rest of the performers.I think Cuci made me admire Awie's voice!HAHA!It's true!Now i actually have his songs in my playlist!How &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so-not-zetty&lt;/span&gt; is that huh   =p !&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Tinggal kenangannnnnn....gagal segala impiannn...lalalala*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0alUascxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/fzeB-pGCgsA/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0alUascxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/fzeB-pGCgsA/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552123144055845650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vanidah Imran and Jaclyn Victor,awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NUp8JUpI/AAAAAAAAAeU/TMBI6pqh4VY/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NUp8JUpI/AAAAAAAAAeU/TMBI6pqh4VY/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552108564124357266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;banyak org berebut nak bergambar dengan Hans Isaac.Yes,he IS HOT in person! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NUWiK6PI/AAAAAAAAAeM/RUVe58xeXj8/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NUWiK6PI/AAAAAAAAAeM/RUVe58xeXj8/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552108558915135730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nabil is pretty fair live,so is awie,haha!...ehh ehh,muka cik abang dgn cik adik yg sama kt blakang =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NUEjz6dI/AAAAAAAAAeE/X4iamN9_990/s1600/2%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NUEjz6dI/AAAAAAAAAeE/X4iamN9_990/s400/2%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552108554090179026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NT4KDPfI/AAAAAAAAAd8/BUdscKQDvd0/s1600/1%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0NT4KDPfI/AAAAAAAAAd8/BUdscKQDvd0/s400/1%2B%25283%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552108550760906226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeahh yeahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forum Perdana Edisi Khas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find any photos of this event,i knew i took some photos of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fahrin Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;..where is it....Oh yahh,the topic for that night was about financial problems and how to manage your money and credit card..if i'm not mistaken.I was paying attention,i swear!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sweat drop*&lt;/span&gt;.....Well,at least when Fahrin was right by our side...and..and when 5 guys (or was it 4) wearing  baju melayu which made up the group &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLAVA&lt;/span&gt; was singing...ngeeee....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rizu&lt;/span&gt;'s part of FLAVA too!Remember OIAM?*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think those mentioned above are most of it,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: A mass comm student doesn't live a glamorous life.At least not for me.So stop being so stereotypical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6300757302915227809?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6300757302915227809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6300757302915227809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6300757302915227809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6300757302915227809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-events-under-upm.html' title='2010 Events under UPM'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TQ0R7tULBzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/c60trirHXds/s72-c/m2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-2209465877435993122</id><published>2010-12-19T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T02:47:07.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to be saved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spending all your moments alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keeping your hard feelings on your own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No place you can call home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're hugging nothing but your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick come to your senses right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do not fear to be out of bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's hitting me and you somehow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This mess we call life's doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;near you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's clear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be saved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~zetty~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-2209465877435993122?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2209465877435993122/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6550921423635701223</id><published>2010-12-07T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T14:03:16.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sudah sudah la tuhh</title><content type='html'>I accept things the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence doesn't mean i agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why should i pour petrol on fire,rub salt on wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm trying to do and be,is to look at the brighter side of life the best way i can.I hope you will too,without having to take out(or talk out) the brightness of others on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tuhh'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-5598658269168750776</id><published>2010-12-05T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T17:36:08.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raise your glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yvvamodXZbw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yvvamodXZbw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pretty much says most of what i'm feeling ^_^.....!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-5598658269168750776?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5598658269168750776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=5598658269168750776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/5598658269168750776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusion of feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh confusion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will you stop and end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me say what i mean truthfully again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is all just a game to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather be deaf and blind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wouldn't have to bother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we ever lied to each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or in silence..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7476868071023258975?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7476868071023258975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7476868071023258975' 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type='text'>Done!!</title><content type='html'>2 days of sleepless nights researching,writing,copying,analysing,and hentam-ing.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally,yeahhhhhhh!!!!I'm done!!!!..for this first assignment for Media,Teknologi &amp;amp; Masyarakat only laaa,because it has the earliest due date compared to other assignments,but still,it's an overwhelming feeling since this is my first completed university assignment! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,it's so obvious my heart and passion is still towards 8TV,as i have chosen 8TV as my topic,so they better feel honoured and hire me after i graduate,hahaahha!!!*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual,i did my assignment in english.When my friends took a look at it,"amoehhhh,KOREA..."&lt;br /&gt;AHAAHA...ehhh laaaa,tak habis2 korea melekat kat i dahhh sejak2 media night tuhhh ~_~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/THX1BJg14AI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jLwEvrtBP8c/s1600/DSC07005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/THX1BJg14AI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jLwEvrtBP8c/s400/DSC07005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509579119240011778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,i printed two copies of it,one for my own possession,mampoehh semangat,kah3 =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: baru siap satu assignment,duk pikiaq nak enjoy mcm abis sem dahh,adoihhhh ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1391596784753417569?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1391596784753417569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1391596784753417569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1391596784753417569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1391596784753417569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/08/done.html' title='Done!!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/THX1BJg14AI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jLwEvrtBP8c/s72-c/DSC07005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8103954140564300138</id><published>2010-08-12T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T23:36:50.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i've been trying to express</title><content type='html'>Here is an article that i think every malaysian should bear in mind,think forward and process what power we have as the new generation,what change we should be working hard for =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that this article is written by the great granddaughter of Tunku Abdul Rahman.Some people may question whether it's genuine or fake,but i don't care about that.Whoever wrote this,truly wrote it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is a very good article from a younger generation and a great granddaughter of Tunku Abdul Rahman. A very well expressed opinion of how all Malaysians should be treated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;IF THIS IS THE VOICE OF YOUR YOUNGER GENERATION IN MALAYSIA , YOU WILL BE BLESSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sharyn completed her Diploma in Advertising from Taylor's College, and then left motherland to pursue her BA degree majoring in Media Studies and Anthropology at Victoria University in Wellington, New Zealand. While waiting for her graduation in May 08, she interned briefly at M&amp;amp;C Saatchi Wellington, a global advertising firm. Upon returning to Malaysia, jobless and relieved of rent payments, Sharyn stumbled upon Wild Asia through The Star which sparked her interest to learn more about nature and environmental causes. Armed with a communications background, Sharyn works on the Wild Asia website and editorial, translating geek terms into laymen language, easily accessed and understood by visitors regardless of their backgrounds, be it scientific, business, the arts or just plain interested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;By The Tunku's Great Granddaughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is a great piece. She has all the qualities of her great grandfather. Tunku has reason to be proud of her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tunku Abdul Rahman's great granddaughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sharyn Lisa Shufiyan, 24, Conservationist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both my parents are Malay. My mum's heritage includes Chinese, Thai and Arab, while my dad is Minangkabau. Due to my skin colour, I am often mistaken for a Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm happy that I don't have the typical Malay look but I do get annoyed when people call me Ah Moi or ask me straight up "Are you Chinese or Malay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like, why does it matter? Before I used to answer "Malay" but now I'm trying to consciously answer Malaysian instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's this incident from primary school that I remember till today. Someone told me that I will be called last during Judgement Day because I don't have a Muslim name. Of course, I was scared then but now that I'm older, I realise that a name is just a name. It doesn't define you as a good or bad person and there is definitely no such thing as a Muslim name. You can be named Rashid or Ali and still be a Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've heard of the 1Malaysia concept, but I think we don't need to be told to be united. We've come such a long way that it should already be embedded in our hearts and minds that we are united. Unfortunately, you can still see racial discrimination and polarisation. There is still this ethno-centric view that the Malays are the dominant group and their rights must be protected, and non Malays are forever the outsiders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the concept to succeed, I think the government should stop with the race politics. It's tiring, really. We grew up with application forms asking us to tick our race. We should stop painting a negative image of the other races, stop thinking about 'us' and 'them' and focus on 'we', 'our' and 'Malaysians'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one should be made uncomfortable in their own home. A dear Chinese friend of mine said to me once, "I don't feel patriotic because I am not made to feel like Malaysia is my home, and I don't feel an affinity to China because I have never lived there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know some baby Nyonya friends who can trace their lineage back hundreds of years. I'm a fourth generation Malaysian. If I am Bumiputra, why can't they be, too? Clearly I have issues with the term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think the main reason why we still can't achieve total unity is because of this 'Malay rights' concept. I'd rather 'Malay rights' be replaced by human rights. So unless we get rid of this Bumiputra status, or reform our views and policies on rights, we will never achieve unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For my merdeka wish, I'd like for Malaysians to have more voice, to be respected and heard. I wish that the government would uphold the true essence of parliamentary democracy. I wish for the people to no longer fear and discriminate against each other, to see that we are one and the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish that Malaysia would truly live up to the tourism spin of Malaysia truly Asia. Malaysians to lead - whatever their ethnic background. Only ONE NATIONALITY MALAYSIAN. No Malays, No Chinese, No Indians - ONLY MALAYSIANS. Choose whatever religion one is comfortable with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This article is taken from a facebook page,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=410801268718&amp;amp;id=688522016#!/?sk=messages&amp;amp;tid=1161779422393&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8103954140564300138?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8103954140564300138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8103954140564300138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8103954140564300138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8103954140564300138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-ive-been-trying-to-express.html' title='what i&apos;ve been trying to express'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-3612420161180932008</id><published>2010-08-01T01:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T02:31:45.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coach wanita bagus!</title><content type='html'>Ohoo!First time naik ktm sorang2....p mid valley sorang2...but  thanks to the women's coach,felt much more at ease and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main bowling with geng2 tesl UKM,hahahah....happening jugak laa cosmic bowl...dengan pumping loud music and disco-like surrounding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the couples bowling next to our lane lagi happening,with green cans on their table,and i was like,"whoaaa...they allow those in bowling alleys here ey..?"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desiring what i shouldn't be desiring or missing....ehh laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching my hostel,i got a call for debate meeting.One senior became puzzled knowing my name and had more confusion when i started talking.He whispered to his friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ehh,dia nihh,cina ke melayu ke...apa ek?"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dia nihh mix laaa,melayu cinaa,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yerr laa mix,tapi i jadi confuse ahh dengar dia cakap mcm indian pun ada jugak,.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAA...goshhhh...seriouslyy???do i really sound indian,cuz i've been getting quite a lot of feedback here in UPM that i'm a chindian mix,a punjabi mix,.... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: bulan puasa nak dekat dhhh,ehemmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-3612420161180932008?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3612420161180932008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=3612420161180932008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3612420161180932008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3612420161180932008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/08/coach-wanita-bagus.html' title='coach wanita bagus!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1869928489969569220</id><published>2010-07-27T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:00:12.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me that anti-love?</title><content type='html'>Earlier tonight,i had my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aiesec junior executive interview&lt;/span&gt;,and the departments i applied for were&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Incoming Exchange &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ICX-handles interns from abroad)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;External Relations under HOPE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hiv/aids charity work).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lasted almost about half and hour.The interview was handled by the senior members themselves,and it was pretty laid back.I was totally as honest as i could be,believe me.There were quite a number of challenging questions like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what would you do if after joining aiesec,your grades started to fail?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What are your strengths,how will your strengths help this department you're applying for?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What type of character do you hate the most,and how do you handle it if you were put in a group that has those characters?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what was the most challenging phase or experience that was the hardest you've gone through?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,among all the questions,i was pretty much firm on the ground with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ahhh...okayy,this is always my favourite question,haha.Do you have a boyfriend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"No,i don't,"&lt;/span&gt; *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Okayy,what if you have a boyfriend,and you love him veryy veryy much.But he breaks up with you on the day you have to manage a big aiesec event,how will you handle it,...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a moment to put myself in that situation for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ermm...i don't think i will be affected,because boyfriend is not my priority.No,i won't be affected,i'd still do my work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But you reallyyy realllyy love him soo muchh worrrrrr..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"haha,oh well,love is overrated."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"whoaa,hahah..okayy okayy,liking your answer.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing i needed to do was,they gave me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pen&lt;/span&gt;,and asked me to sell it.I did just fairly okay,i guess my promoting skills didn't emerge tonight,but i tried my best saying that pen could write up to 3km long when it's connected behind a lorry.....hahahahahaha!!!....I wish i could have done more imaginatively...however knowing myself,being too imaginative is not such a good idea after all.I might come up with crazy unrealistic ideas like a levitating pen which&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; floats 4 inches on air when dropped&lt;/span&gt;.....eHHh..bagus jugakk kalo ada pen yang bolehh terapung kalo jatuhh kan,takla menyusahkan badan nak tunduk amik,haaaaa =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the interview,they mentioned that most probably i would be put into the External Relations department,because of my fluent english.I was initially excited to get into ICX for its international interns that i would get to meet and manage,but they said,it's mostly technical work and emailing.I don't mind,hehe...as long as i'm in aiesec,any department would be fine by me,ohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS:esk first meeting tarian india pulak!!!ngeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1869928489969569220?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1869928489969569220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1869928489969569220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1869928489969569220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1869928489969569220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-that-anti-love.html' title='me that anti-love?'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-929738072289876536</id><published>2010-07-25T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:08:00.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost way to mid.</title><content type='html'>coihhhh,nak pegi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt; pun boleh sesat!!hahaha!!gara2 gaya org yang confident la nih,@ my johorian friend,Azie,kah3!!...i pun ikut skali dgn penuhh confident,ikut dia..last2 silap naik ktm,tersasar jauhhh,hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muka azie sudah lain,but i was excited we made a mistake and said,"takpa2,pengalaman,syiok2!" and laughed my heart out.She was like,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ko suke kan pengalaman2??hahaha!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up in mid by 6pm,rushed to GSC,but to our shock,the que was freaking long!!!!It lasted all the way till the shops ~_~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,we just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (or rather i,since i don't come down to malls that often)&lt;/span&gt; explored Mid Valley,and she took me to the gardens..wow...I have to admit,that was the first time i saw all the exclusive boutiques and brands like coach and LV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,we passed by a ....quite good looking male sales promoter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(calvin klein perfume i think) &lt;/span&gt;flirting with a customer&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (boleh laa,u all hot lagi,ngee)&lt;/span&gt;,and that girl was asking his name,and number,it all seemed to happen so easily.I just took a glance and looked down smiling,but azie caught it,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"zetttttt,i knowWWWww what you're thinking!..."&lt;/span&gt;.....i was like,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"whattt!!what do you mean,i'm not thinking anything.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You're thinking why..mcm..is it that easyy,kan3??".&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"No comment lerrrrr lerrrr..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because earlier when we were in the bus,we were talking about this flirting stuff,and i was asking some tips,how to...have the power to attract men and all.haha!!....^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami duk semangat nak tgk wyg jgk,tapi,ehh laaa...wyg kt the gardens pun habis agak lewat.Next,we followed azie's suggestion&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,"apa kate,kite naik ktm sekarang,then pegi the mines puya wayang,cantik plan??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celapak laaaaa dua2 ekoq ber-sauna dalam ktm plakk mlm2,hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we didnt know that we needed to cross to ther other side of the road to get to the mines..and kept on walking and walking,and we noticed the problem too late,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ehh azie...cena kita nak cross p sana nihh....takdak zebra crossing pun....??..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ehh,sana ada jejantas paa azie,".&lt;/span&gt;...We looked ahead,and it was pretty much almost 2km walk to the overhead bridge. O_O. Dahla dekat 3 jam jalan x henti kt mid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"jom lepak mamak je laaa...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing about having outings when i'm in uni,is that,i feel restricted from my enjoyment of night life and lepak-ing without having to worry about gates closing.sighh~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayat terakhir malam nihh,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"weyhh..berani sunggoh kan kite nihhh malam nihh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i ada geng utk duk luaq uni,patot tak i join?....cewahHHH...duk campus tak dan sebulan,duk pikir nak duk luaq dhh,melampau gilaaa kann,kihkihkihkih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: i am single.it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-929738072289876536?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/929738072289876536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=929738072289876536' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/929738072289876536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/929738072289876536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost-way-to-mid.html' title='lost way to mid.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-826903454931134275</id><published>2010-07-20T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:24:32.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one step at a time...fuhh</title><content type='html'>Don't be fooled by my orientation pictures,that time is OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to reality,and i'm not really getting the hang of it yet.So far,when people ask me the repetitive question of,"How's uni life?"...and my same reply would be,"okay laa...".For those of you who truly know me,you can directly guess what,that kind of reply would imply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are getting me annoyed and frustrated are building up.Among them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)i have to take titas (tamadun islam tamadun asia) all over again,which is exactly like sejarah stpm,or less maybe.Please don't give me the crap lecture of "since you've already taken sejarah before,you should be doing better for this sem".Keep that freaking sentence out of my face before i blow up.Sejarah has alwaysss....ALWAYSSSSSSS been a pain in the ass for me ever since i was 13.Maybe it's just me and my own struggles,but sighh....i hate that i can't escape this subject.It's not fair if diploma students can exempt certain subjects because they have taken it before with credits.STPM students should have the same privilege considering we sunk ourselves in 10 inch sejarah books for 2 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)BM..........again!!!!!!!!!!same case like titas here,it's totally the same like stpm.aiyoooooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another frustration is that,i will not be able to take ANY english subjects that is wajib for first sem students this sem...because there's no available slots for a communication student like me!!!!!!!!!!!All of the timetable clashes,and they have to follow the timetable for majority students,(which are mostly medic and engineering for band5/6 english classes).Dapat band 5 pun payahh,tak dapat pun payahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had no choice but to pick KENEGARAAN MALAYSIA as a replacement.........sejarah some more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshhh...who said mass comm is fun and glamorous...total utter bull.....honestly,i don't know how those glams could have time being playgirls and beauty queens.Or maybe they just don't care about getting first class honours and rather focus on living life to the max the way they like it huh?......here i am,debating with myself,whether i should be like them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine..i'm fine...give me time,suma ni merapu2 mlm2 jaaa..xdak pa aihh......see how convincing my smile is =))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-826903454931134275?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/826903454931134275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=826903454931134275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/826903454931134275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/826903454931134275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-step-at-timefuhh.html' title='one step at a time...fuhh'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-651556803537770932</id><published>2010-07-05T01:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T01:33:31.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kolej 16</title><content type='html'>Hello university life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days,i've been busy with orientation,and i have another 1 week to go people.But so far,most of the activities are conducted by our seniors or facilitators from my college,which is college 16!...We were introduced to the discipline around campus,ice breaking,and the most semangat of all,the cheers laa,haha...GRAB 16!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much time to blog specifically,but here are some photos if my room.It's pretty small,i have to admit.The room is actually meant for 2 students,but they cramped in another 2 beds,which makes the room lack of walking space.hehe...bukak pintu,kena tutup pintu balik before boleh jalan p katil,haah!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TDDC578Pu_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/hQ7mZTxGglM/s1600/DSC06758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TDDC578Pu_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/hQ7mZTxGglM/s400/DSC06758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490102246363347954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see the 4 beds.Yes,there is a divider in between ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TDDC5enxxPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Kieq-i0rn_s/s1600/DSC06756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TDDC5enxxPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Kieq-i0rn_s/s400/DSC06756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490102238492869874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my section..tgkk,x dan 2 hari,semak dhh bahagian i,hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TDDC4wkOOxI/AAAAAAAAAco/f3Yp_nMjG1o/s1600/DSC06755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TDDC4wkOOxI/AAAAAAAAAco/f3Yp_nMjG1o/s400/DSC06755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490102226129926930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ngeeeee,i knoww,i'm crazy over strawberry shortcake ain't i,ohhhooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends that i've just known are mostly from around KL area,selangor and johore.I have yet to mee someone from kedah!haha...but yeahhh,i'm trying to control my accent,somehow,it will just slip and luckily,the friends around me understands me,,cooL!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:it's 1.30am now..and yet,i have to wake up at 5am later,aiyakk!! -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-651556803537770932?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/651556803537770932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=651556803537770932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/651556803537770932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/651556803537770932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/kolej-16.html' title='kolej 16'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TDDC578Pu_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/hQ7mZTxGglM/s72-c/DSC06758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1200563989005016714</id><published>2010-07-02T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:58:51.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally huh..</title><content type='html'>I......don't know where to start,but all this....tertiary education thing has really been an emotional turmoil for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First with the dilemma of letting go what i've been eyeing for ,for 2 years of my form 6 life,then putting faith on my results to get what i desired but that ended up as a shocking dissapointment.Next,given the path to try again and 'beg' for a second chance,yet to no avail,i was set aside to silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know...all this kind of...thought me not to hope,or feel...for anything or anyone.Too much of this made my head ache and sleepless nights filled with questions,and the morning came to force me to give my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining,because i know it's all my fault,for being too choosy and over-confident.But i'm okay thanks to the overwhelming support i've been getting from my circle of trustworthy friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I......have been hiding my emotions for too long,suppressing them so that i would escape getting hurt....until now,i hardly know the way to express them anymore when it's the right time.And i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i've been approached with so many hugs,and,i try not to make it last for so long because i know,i'm vulnerable to hugs,and i know for sure i will breakdown if it goes more than 10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,a friend gave me a video to watch,and the first 5 seconds made me cry already.That's how much i've been holding in for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss....ermmm.......see,i don't even know what i want to say for my miss-list...well...ahhh...jay?haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to miss my air-con buchuk room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to miss cooking,especially for you darlings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to miss you...soo sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am uncertain what this new environment would be like,but i will embrace it,and believe that fate put me there and God has a plan for me there.I'm going to work it out and do my best,prove what i am worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may......change,or i may not...but.....please have faith in me that all of you are in my heart and you will stay there okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...bye bye Alor Setar,i will see you soon :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS:If you realise that i've changed into something or someone you don't recognise anymore or hurt you in ways that i never have before,please....be honest,and tell me,then i'll know you care =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1200563989005016714?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1200563989005016714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1200563989005016714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1200563989005016714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1200563989005016714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/finally-huh.html' title='finally huh..'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-9128953104050908537</id><published>2010-07-01T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:44:13.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zet's lapaq-muffin-u muffin!</title><content type='html'>Yes,i decided to call my muffins,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"LAPAQ-MUFFIN-U"&lt;/span&gt; muffins,hahha!!...Kind of adorable thinking why i decided that as the name for it,kihkihkih...Because i keep getting messages &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"zet..lapaq muffin u"&lt;/span&gt; from my darlings,!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the recipe and step by step of how to bake my ugly&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; cheese muffins&lt;/span&gt;,haha!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupwyZKFcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/NQ7cobSaB2E/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupwyZKFcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/NQ7cobSaB2E/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488667226507187650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 3 cups(c) flour&lt;br /&gt;• ¾ c sugar&lt;br /&gt;• 4 teaspoon(tsp) baking powder&lt;br /&gt;• 250gm of cream cheese &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(room temperature,that means,you need to leave it outside for about half an hour k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;• 1 c of milk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I use low fat,jaga bkn x jaga,haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• ½ cup unsalted butter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(melted and cooled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupwQa34AI/AAAAAAAAAcY/blr9CVXDfhk/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupwQa34AI/AAAAAAAAAcY/blr9CVXDfhk/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488667217387577346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupvh6z9bI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8io1Hut050A/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupvh6z9bI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8io1Hut050A/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488667204905072050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.You have to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; sift&lt;/span&gt; the flour,and since our flour is not that ‘light’ or what we call,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;’gebu’&lt;/span&gt;,it’s better if you sift it more than once.I usually sift the flour twice and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mix the baking powder &lt;/span&gt;with the flour during my second sift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupvHiSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcI/jqJekuGzlxE/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupvHiSQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcI/jqJekuGzlxE/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488667197822878594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. After you're done with the sifting,head over to your&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; blender&lt;/span&gt;!Don't play2,the blender you're seeing here is an antique k,it has been in my kitchen for almost 10 yrs old!haha!...Okay,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;slice the cream cheese into smaller pieces&lt;/span&gt;,so it will be faster and smoother to blend.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Add in the 2 eggs&lt;/span&gt;,and start blendinggg until you see a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;smooth creamy mixture&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupWF089CI/AAAAAAAAAcA/y4M9rmYNczE/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupWF089CI/AAAAAAAAAcA/y4M9rmYNczE/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488666767867573282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupVSCxqgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kBPpkgbFiKg/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupVSCxqgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kBPpkgbFiKg/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488666753966909954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Next,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;add 1 tsp of vanilla essence,cooled melted butter,and 1 cup of milk&lt;/span&gt;,and continue to work the batter until completely mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupVKFwySI/AAAAAAAAAbw/TpKtoboU7tI/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupVKFwySI/AAAAAAAAAbw/TpKtoboU7tI/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488666751831951650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Now,you can preheat the oven about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;180-200 degree celcius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupU4pBN1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/C4VAJkzfOs8/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupU4pBN1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/C4VAJkzfOs8/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488666747147990866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pour the liquid&lt;/span&gt; into the bowl of dry ingredients,and here,you can &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;add the sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupURaD97I/AAAAAAAAAbg/EZfC0EG0IHg/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupURaD97I/AAAAAAAAAbg/EZfC0EG0IHg/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488666736616273842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Here comes the tiring part that strains my muscle and hands,haha!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MIX with wooden spoon &lt;/span&gt;until you don't see a single spot of dry flour,haha!...If suddenly you realise the batter is too thick,and you can't get the desired smooth batter,don't worry,just gradually pour a small amount of milk.Not too much though,you wouldn't want the batter to be too much of a liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunIenl_nI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MPe6_Y3KuvQ/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunIenl_nI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MPe6_Y3KuvQ/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488664334981004914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.Grease your muffin pan&lt;/span&gt; with left over butter,and fill them with muffin cups.Then,you can start placing the batter into the cups.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Spoon them&lt;/span&gt; at about,2-3 big spoonfuls for each cup.Sometimes,i like to vary my muffins.I would add &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;blueberry jam&lt;/span&gt; in between,or &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt;,ohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunH78PdWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ITP2Noc64tU/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunH78PdWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ITP2Noc64tU/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488664325672367458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Yeahhh,bake them for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; half an hour&lt;/span&gt;.But make sure to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;check at 10 minute intervals &lt;/span&gt;okay,you wouldn't want them to burn.If you already notice a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;light brown muffin surface&lt;/span&gt;,it's pretty much perfectly cooked.Remember to wear your mittens please...take it from me..it isn't a nice feeling for your finger to hit an extremely hot metal... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunHn9hykI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QVASpexd2jQ/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunHn9hykI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QVASpexd2jQ/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488664320309054018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.When the muffins are done,it will look something like&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunHE_KONI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gPFw4cFQ57I/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunHE_KONI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gPFw4cFQ57I/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488664310920657106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the many levels of muffins??haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...hopefully you'll enjoy the muffins just like these girls here!hahaha!!good luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunGhKTCwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gQyvu5fWFsM/s1600/DSC06722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCunGhKTCwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gQyvu5fWFsM/s400/DSC06722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488664301303696130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS:I can't always cook for you guys anymore,so if you're missing the muffins when i'm not around,just give it a try on your own k ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-9128953104050908537?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9128953104050908537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=9128953104050908537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9128953104050908537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9128953104050908537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/zets-lapaq-muffin-u-muffin.html' title='zet&apos;s lapaq-muffin-u muffin!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCupwyZKFcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/NQ7cobSaB2E/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-9103906579566572198</id><published>2010-06-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:11:03.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new look,new feel ohoo!</title><content type='html'>I decided to go all happy happy colours on my blog change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yahhh,for this FIFA 2010 world cup period too,i'm willing to sacrifice of how awkward my blog would look when you scroll.....yes...keep scrolling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep on scrolling now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah!!!and you see what??A FIFA widget of the latest scores!It's pretty ugly isn't it how the widget juts out like that,but what the heck&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,semangat nak tengok goal punya pasal&lt;/span&gt;,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessshhhh,of course,since i'm rooting for germany,as you can see,i picked to look at their scores.But,you can change to look at other countries like...ARGENTINA!(madihah and jiba)....or....NETHERLANDS (k'on n mat alip)...hahaha!!Just click the "change" link,and scroll for your favourite darlingsss =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated my song download too.Do check out some of the songs i'm sharing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: what do you think about my dancing mashimaro,cute right??especially when he does the moon walk...superr kawaiiiiii ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-9103906579566572198?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9103906579566572198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=9103906579566572198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9103906579566572198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9103906579566572198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-looknew-feel-ohoo.html' title='new look,new feel ohoo!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7043175386602317617</id><published>2010-06-28T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T02:25:06.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyokkk!....merapu mlm2.</title><content type='html'>My heartbreaks are not that big,&lt;br /&gt;yet why do i feel it more than you?&lt;br /&gt;If it is love i am sick of,&lt;br /&gt;then why am i still seeking for truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps me cautioned,&lt;br /&gt;yet why do i still think of you?&lt;br /&gt;If the wrongs have been righted,&lt;br /&gt;then why my same mistakes are of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sight is coloured before me,&lt;br /&gt;yet why is it grey when i turned?&lt;br /&gt;If it's because you left silently,&lt;br /&gt;then why i see the same when you returned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fate was never my concern,&lt;br /&gt;until you stepped in to be part of it,&lt;br /&gt;My dreams were never of the future,&lt;br /&gt;until you showed me they were worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm hoping for the impossible,&lt;br /&gt;clocks moving the opposite way,&lt;br /&gt;erasing all of my memories of you&lt;br /&gt;and wishing them far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:i just typed without much thinking,haha...well maybe with some help of shontelle's impossible blasting into my ear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7043175386602317617?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4760875976888796198</id><published>2010-06-27T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:31:10.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doodling!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-41e6dbdd3d8f7c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D041e6dbdd3d8f7c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330195098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B646200EE10F3C6B191CDAFEBAC8AF3715E982F.18F10A0AF5002ED84D840276DC47AC4D6CCB47CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41e6dbdd3d8f7c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjXPSqiMrDrcwprRLsLpz5PsAcic&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D041e6dbdd3d8f7c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330195098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B646200EE10F3C6B191CDAFEBAC8AF3715E982F.18F10A0AF5002ED84D840276DC47AC4D6CCB47CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41e6dbdd3d8f7c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjXPSqiMrDrcwprRLsLpz5PsAcic&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah!i didn't update for so long,yet,all the sudden you read a post about me doodling on corel video studio's paint editor!kah3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahh,i love making experimental videos on any software available,and lately,i've been trying out Corel Video Studio ProX2 and it's pretty fun!!...i'm still trying to get the hang of it and thinking of different ways to creatively make a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all familiar with effects,transitions,titles,credits and bla bla bla,but,what got me excited was when i saw this "paint editor" icon and i clicked it.AWESOME,i can draw (horribly) and make it into a video,woohoo,hahaha....no doubt i bet adobe premier pro has all these features too,maybe better ones,but since this is the first time i'm trying out such an application,i can't help but forcing my hands to be itchy,haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a 40 seconds doodle-emo-ugly potrayal of my handwriting,hahahaah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4760875976888796198?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4760875976888796198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=4760875976888796198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4760875976888796198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4760875976888796198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/06/doodling.html' title='doodling!...'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7815320595539413761</id><published>2010-05-26T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T02:33:55.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Art</title><content type='html'>I haven't really found the mood yet to actually blog about anything.Somehow,with all the...losses and life troubles that i've heard lately,i decided to share one of my favourite poems One Art by Elizabeth Bishop.I first fell in love with it when Cameron Diaz read it out in the movie 'In Her Shoes'.And since then,the phrase, "the art losing isn't hard to master.." stuck in my memory.And below,is a translation i got from some website.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Elizabeth_Bishop/57)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Art-Elizabeth Bishop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master;&lt;br /&gt;so many things seem filled with the intent&lt;br /&gt;to be lost that their loss is no disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose something every day. Accept the fluster&lt;br /&gt;of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then practice losing farther, losing faster:&lt;br /&gt;places, and names, and where it was you meant&lt;br /&gt;to travel. None of these will bring disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or&lt;br /&gt;next-to-last, of three loved houses went.&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,&lt;br /&gt;some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture&lt;br /&gt;I love) I shan't have lied.  It's evident&lt;br /&gt;the art of losing's not too hard to master&lt;br /&gt;though it may look like (&lt;em&gt;Write&lt;/em&gt; it!) like disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Her poem begins in a blunt, factual way. Commencing with advice and what happens when you lose something. It ends powerfully and emotionally based on Elizabeth Bishop’s own experiences. The whole poem is a transformation from the mundane to emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stanza is blunt and direct, just telling the reader briefly what the poem is about, the art of losing.&lt;br /&gt;The second stanza is saying the art of losing is not a big deal and the small things like losing door keys and wasting time, is something you can put up with.&lt;br /&gt;The third stanza is becoming slightly more urgent as it describes the loss of more and more things.&lt;br /&gt;By the fourth stanza the poem is becoming melancholic. It is now listing the things lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second last stanza is telling the reader that even the dolefulness of losing two lovely cities, rivers and a continent can be put up with. She has experienced them all, but it’s not the worst yet.&lt;br /&gt;The last stanza is the worst she has had to deal with. It is serious and emotional, she has to face losing someone. The last line ‘Thought it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.’ is a bit incredulous because she has to tell herself it’s not a disaster, although it looks like it. Which is why she says ‘(Write it!)’ to convince herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: you are not alone =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7815320595539413761?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7815320595539413761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7815320595539413761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7815320595539413761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7815320595539413761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-art.html' title='One Art'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7652580686307305592</id><published>2010-05-03T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:08:48.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nahhh</title><content type='html'>Am i being realistic when i say love is overrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reality ruined my optimistic mind," was what i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it of,insecurity and discomfort instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for sure know,i ain't going anywhere near any of this yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7652580686307305592?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7652580686307305592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7652580686307305592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7652580686307305592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7652580686307305592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/05/nahhh.html' title='nahhh'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-686088920015738768</id><published>2010-04-30T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:29:22.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kelly clarkson live in malaysia 2010!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;While miss kang zetty was just starting to relax at home watching tv,after a month being away from home,suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"CATCH THE FIRST AMERICAN IDOL,KELLY CLARKSON LIVE IN MALAYSIA THIS 25TH APRIL 2010!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Without any hesitation,she shouted out, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"PAPA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I'M GOING TO KELLY CLARKSON'S CONCERT,I DON'T CARE,WHATEVER IT IS,I'M STILL GOING!!!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been saving up my money for such a long time,for a live concert,and kelly clarkson was THE ONE.I wasn't going to throw this chance way,and Tora felt the same way too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465931186570196530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rjdFY-9jI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4tAjOBE5uqo/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 weeks later,there we were,standing right in front of the gate,waiting for a once in a lifetime experience.We didn't want to risk arriving late,we made sure we arrived by 5pm,haha!Early right,hohoho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465931192479064162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rjdbZxIGI/AAAAAAAAAV4/5AcNU-AlwAI/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465931204352667234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rjeHop7mI/AAAAAAAAAWA/OIBItthK45E/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Since we arrived 3 hours early,so yeahh,our row was still pretty bare,haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465931206960299650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rjeRWXPoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/yyHiu9R0ca4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had balloons tied above us,but what was weird was,why did they release it so early?it wasn't even 8pm yet!!They should've waited till the encore..hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DJ natalie warmed us up,by bringing out loud cheers from us."&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHO'S HERE TO SEE KELLY CLARKSON????!!"&lt;/span&gt; The whole stadium was screaming like mad,she made me scream too much,i almost finished a whole bottle of water,when the concert hadn't even started yet!ahaks!!The opening acts were &lt;strong&gt;jaclyn victor and suki (OIAM).&lt;/strong&gt;WOOOOHOOOO!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465933739385502978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rlxrXlPQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nSzVAmXThJ4/s400/DSC06448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another dream come true,seeing jac victor live!!What great vocals she has...she sang a medley of famous malay hits,me and tora were already singing along! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465935868888788034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rntoYurEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wEIlwksl1yU/s400/backfromkellyclarksonconcert7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suki was okay,she started out playing the violin for a while,and sang her latest malay single from her album.She appeared nervous to me&lt;em&gt;.(It was rumoured that her dress costs 15k!)&lt;/em&gt;It's okay suki,i'm sure you can do better,maybe the nerves just got to you that night,at least you made it opening for kelly clarkson right!!^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After suki finished,the lights went out,and people were screaming like mad!!If only i could upload the video,but that would be too much videos pulak.It was as if all of us were on this rollercoaster ride!!Jeng3!!Kelly appeared on stage straight away singing her lungs out to All I Ever Wanted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465935541666216882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rnalYye7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/xHPJbwH9Lhg/s400/Kelly+3_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't care what you guys say about her weight,i don't understand why some people want to make it a big issue,she's the best idol,and her amazing voice is more than enough for me,yeah!!She was really sweet and down-to-earth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465935548649861890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rna_Z0cwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AWAg3BXVWaU/s400/Kelly+5_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I got this pic from somewhere else,it's the view from the seats below us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sang non-stop i tell you.We were all energised,and believe me,tora and i didn't eat anything before the concert except a bun!!I was suprised myself,how i could have enough strength to headbang,scream,sing,and jump to the beat the whole way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first,we just sat on our seats and screamed,but when i heard that familiar tune,"here's the thing,we started out friends..." damnnnn,i couldn't sit anymore!I just had to stand up and jump &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(it was kind of dangerous though,since the space was very limited,and i was very high up).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I mean,my friends and i always jump on the sofa of karaoke centres like mad kids!Now that i was there,seeing Kelly Clarkson LIVE,no way i was just going to sit still,ohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to get a glimpse of the stadium,and whoaaa,everybody was on their feet dancing and singing like there was no tomorrow!!The surrounding was very happening,and i was going all 'Hell yeahhhh!!!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the slight silence when kelly was getting ready for her acoustic medley,suddenly the fans above us started singing happy birthday.In a split second,the whole stadium including us were singing happy birthday!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After kelly finished her medley,she paused for a while to say &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"wow,thank you,i've never experienced my fans singing happy birthday to me before,i mean,not in Malaysia,this is a first time for me!you guys are great!"&lt;/span&gt; AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!....&lt;strong&gt;basically,we all went hysterical whenever she opened her mouth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Malaysia!!fuhhh...it's so hot!!" &lt;/span&gt;....AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;....."my favourites would be alanis morisette and kings of leon.."&lt;/span&gt; ....AHHHHHHHHHHHHH....even when the lights went out,the whole stadium went AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465931217318369042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rje3761xI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/AspkZlnvAOI/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10.30pm.Yes,you can see how wet we were...especially me!!I was bathing in sweat okay!Oh yeah,i had a hoarse voice too,after all the screaming.I bet most of the fans needed to take strepsils after the concert,haha!The concert ended quite fast for me,it lasted only about 1 hour and a half.But it was worth all the money and time,as kelly just went on entertaining her fans,without losing her voice,or going out of pitch!I respect her crew and band members too,they were so sporting and full of stamina seriously,goshh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465931646246620434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S9rj310YjRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/qPKY6rd9_yA/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention hotlink and sony gave away freebies!yeahh!!posters and balloons.This may sound...funny,but i've always had this dream of owning a LIGHT STICK!!and yes!!finally,i got one!Tip of the day,don't purchase any stuff from opportunists who walk around selling tags or light sticks,cuz they sell it at the most expensive price!!One guy was trying to sell me a tag for rm30!!!gila ah!So i looked around,and found this uncle who was selling sticks on a table,and i got this green light stick for rm7!ngeee!!i'm going to keep it!After the concert,i bought a tag for rm7 too!hoyeahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8ba50caeade5c59d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbbf9e12ee4b1761%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330195098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DCE10CD5F9634E0EDF81B5B39EB8F511477EAED.23C9DDD813C9F4EE7E528547F8881766CB59CD1A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbbf9e12ee4b1761%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6yyMPpyB2Qxy_PK_vMnUVQuz3_g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbbf9e12ee4b1761%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330195098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DCE10CD5F9634E0EDF81B5B39EB8F511477EAED.23C9DDD813C9F4EE7E528547F8881766CB59CD1A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbbf9e12ee4b1761%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6yyMPpyB2Qxy_PK_vMnUVQuz3_g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took a short vid of the fans around the stadium,hehe!Look at all the light sticks,i love the view of it,ahhh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: I admit i became kelly clarkson-obsessed ever since i got back from the concert (&lt;em&gt;checking her website,looking for pics,stalking her twitter,reading her blogs,)&lt;/em&gt;hahaha.The whole excitement felt like a dream i want to live every day,huhuh!Oh yah..I bukan syiok2 tangkap gambar dgn seluar batik nahh.That seluar batik,i bought it from an uptown near damansara,ngeeee!!!!selesa gila,nak bawak pakai kat hostel nanti,hoho!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-686088920015738768?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/686088920015738768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=686088920015738768' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/686088920015738768'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8517641102938579217</id><published>2010-04-20T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:58:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a ZETTY keychain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S82iWGGrCjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mt6Nn2yTUt8/s1600/DSC06396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462200423549700658" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S82iWGGrCjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mt6Nn2yTUt8/s400/DSC06396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro bought this for me from langkawi i think,haha!I stumbled upon it when i was looking for some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!...so,is it true?kah3!....i'm lurrrrrrrviinnnnn it =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8517641102938579217?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8517641102938579217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8517641102938579217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8517641102938579217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8517641102938579217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/04/zetty-keychain.html' title='a ZETTY keychain.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S82iWGGrCjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mt6Nn2yTUt8/s72-c/DSC06396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-9152615066446521943</id><published>2010-04-20T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:02:35.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview and adventure!</title><content type='html'>i went for an interview for mass communication(broadcasting) at uitm merbok last saturday.Frankly speaking,that was the first time i went for a formal interview,pretty nerve wrecking,but i tried my best to remain calm and just be myself &lt;em&gt;(which wasn't really a good idea according to my mum,hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and cik ku madihah ibrahim insisted i wear a cotton baju kurung.So i did.And when i arrived,it seems i was the only one wearing so &lt;em&gt;'kampung'&lt;/em&gt;,haha!!The other students wore baju kebaya lip lap lip lap,tudung wardina lilit sana sini,bling2 penuhhh..hahah!!Not mentioning make up lipstick and fake eyelashes,huh!...and i prepared myself with what?just a comb!HAHA!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to madihah,she was willing to wake up early and drive me for my interview,awwww....I read that morning's newspaper on the way there,because i had some instinct that told me that i should go through it.And my judgement was right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two interviewers,both ladies.One from shah alam,and one from jitra kedah.At about 9am,we had to write an essay,"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Write about yourself,why you choose this course,and your aspirations.".&lt;/span&gt;I had some problems starting out,ya laa...haven't written anything on paper for many months already.But yeahh,i tried to be humourous in my essay.One of them was,"When my parents started to grow grey hair and my dad going bald,they decided that i was their last child."...HAHA!...mampoeh kalo parents i tau i tulis mcm tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a rough idea how the front to front interview went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 1:Kang Zetty Anis....i assume Kang is your father's name right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: Yes,that's my dad's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2: What should i call you,zetty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me:yes,zetty is fine,hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2: Zetty's a very nice name.So,all of your siblings have the same pattern of name,with kang in front&lt;em&gt;,..(while lady 1 was going through my certificates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me:yup,i have a brother,his name is Kang Zarul Irwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2: Ohh!with a letter Z too,interesting&lt;em&gt;!(amused).&lt;/em&gt;So you're from Alor setar right?tell me about alor setar,because i'm from shah alam,and she's from jitra kedah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me:Oh alor setar,most people think of it as a retirement city.(&lt;em&gt;here's where i forgot i was in a formal interview).&lt;/em&gt;You know,when alor setar people,during their youngs days,go to KL to work hard and all,then suddenly when they get old,ahhh...they're tired of living the busy life,they come back to their kampung and retire here in alor setar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the interview got a bit serious,no more about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 1: so,do you read the newspaper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me:..yes&lt;em&gt;...?..(trying hard not to appear like i'm lying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2: do you read it everyday,or only when you're requires to..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me:..ahh&lt;em&gt;.(i forgot about not being too honest)...&lt;/em&gt;yes,i do read it,i read the newspaper &lt;strong&gt;before i go to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..*aiyak..i pulled a smile,hoping they would smile too,luckily they find my answer amusing,haha!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2: So,what's the latest in malaysian politics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;*damn it,thankfully i 'went through the newspaper this morning,so i tried to show that i was confident*&lt;/em&gt; Ohh,there's a by-election going on in Hulu Selangor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2: So,who are the candidates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;*A.I.Y.A.K!*...&lt;/em&gt;i remembered..ermm...Kala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 1 and 2 started laughing,"what.kalamanthan is it?haha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: err...sorry,i just remembered...Kala...something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2:okay2..so..ermm.which,party is that candidate from&lt;em&gt;?*looking straight into my eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me&lt;em&gt;:*stop asking about this election already la!i'm weak at  politics!*..&lt;/em&gt;Ermm...i have to go with my senses on this...B.N?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady 2: wahhh....pandai teka..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..so that was pretty much it,i called my mum telling here everything and she was laughing like hell,she said&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;,"What kala-something,KAMALANATHAN laaaa,ask you to read newspaper everyday you don't want haa.Luckily you didn't slip out that you read the newspaper at night before you go to sleep because,you wake up only in the afternoon!haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,i got lectured both by my mum and teacher zanifa,saying that mass comm students should be up to date with current issues.TOINK!!!.... yes2 mama and teacher,i will start reading and understanding the news more from now on....i get your point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview,me,madihah and her roommates went for an adventure!!haha!...Madihah drove to Queensbay,because all of them wanted to shop,haha!They seems to happy like they just finished all papers from their finals,when the fact was,they only finished one paper!ahah!!takpa,yang penting semangat adaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went all the way to batu ferringhi,madihah hebattt,drive smpai batu ferringhi dahh!hahah!!FINALLY!!!..i've been waiting sooo long to spend all my money on....CHEAP DVDS!!!!....muahahha!self-satisfaction!!....i spent almost rm60 on dvds,hohoho!!...i'm lovin it!The other spend their hundreds on clothes and cardigans and shoes,i spend on dvds! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they did study okay,kat mcd pulak tuhh,after chelsea lost to tottenham!HAHAHAAH!...yup...we slept in the car for a few hours.There was no use driving back to uitm since the gates close early.My first time experience sleeping in a car,cooL!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang people i tell you...never sleep....it's like...the whole wee hours in the morning,mcd was full of people.at 5.30 am,the roads were already jammed,and mcd had many queues of customers!!gila is it....don't they laze on their beds enjoying the breeze of the morning covered in blankets and dream???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove them back,and we arrived Uitm merbok at about 7.30am.All of us slept till 3pm.hoyeahhh!!this is life dude =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: it was nice meeting and getting to know new friends like kak mira and shasha ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-9152615066446521943?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9152615066446521943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=9152615066446521943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9152615066446521943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9152615066446521943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/04/interview-and-adventure.html' title='Interview and adventure!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8497973810596485900</id><published>2010-04-20T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:08:09.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kina grannis valentines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I got so addicted to this song the first time i heard it.And it's so fun singing kina grannis' Valentines.So saja2 buat cover walaupun tak sedap and pitchy gilaaaa...Maybe kak arina's or fina's voice would fit this song better.Yah...i think aurora should do a cover of this,hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well,at least i tried singing,dedicate it to all my loveyy doveyyysss,ngeeeeeeeeee!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS:Kalo xmau pekak sebab dgr suara sumbang,then,don't press play,HAHA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="322" height="237" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd6ed5d8b5d60217" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8497973810596485900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8497973810596485900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8497973810596485900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/04/kina-grannis-valentines.html' title='kina grannis valentines.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1247921852878631689</id><published>2010-04-07T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T01:08:24.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Perth Journey: Arrival</title><content type='html'>Good day mates!!!How ya folks doin??Okay,i'm not even sure if it sounds australian,hentam only,haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to put you guys through my journey in Perth for my 3 weeks stay there,and maybe give you some tips just in case you plan of travelling to Australia ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all,you need to plan your dates,and flights.Before i go any further,i advise that it's much more convenient and cheaper if you happen to have any relatives or friends that stay in Australia,because hotel or even the simplest motel could cost a fortune for accomodation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Air Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.Why?The price of a return ticket from other companies like MAS is about rm2000 more than Air Asia!!I thought since i was going on budget travelling anyways,i didn't really mind about being comfortable.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Air Asia costs only about RM1400++ inclusive of check in baggage of 15kg,and insurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0B9Rgn0I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ln-dO5IOLCg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457434794187071298" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0B9Rgn0I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ln-dO5IOLCg/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat next to a chinese boy in the plane to LCCT,and we happen to chat.Coincidently,he was going on the same Perth flight as i was.Nice boy,studying engineering in Adelaide,Keat Hwa boy,haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Afe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to teman me at LCCT,but only for  about 1 hour,after that,i was all alone,going through the custom officers,and lines...and lines.If you're going on an international flight,please please please check in your baggage 2 hours before your scheduled flight.Seriously,,,damn long okay the que!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0Bi0w10I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bvz7cDF2Ucc/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457434787087177538" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0Bi0w10I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bvz7cDF2Ucc/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course,you pay cheap,you deserve a 'cheap' journey on the plane.ahaks!For that price,&lt;strong&gt;i had to sit up straight the whole 6-7 hours&lt;/strong&gt;....yesss,even a bus ride felt much more comfortable,!I didn't order any food,so i was literally starving in the plane,hehe.The staff were friendly,looks?&lt;em&gt;not bad laa,sedap mata dipandang,&lt;/em&gt;hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arrived Perth Airport at about 6am.In Malaysia,yes,wear the least clothes you can,but in Australia,get your jackets ready!!The moment i stepped out of the plane,i went all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"wahhh..this feels a lot like genting!!"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;em&gt;syiokkk!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0BKkzt0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/JJzeMBG00GA/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457434780577806146" style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0BKkzt0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/JJzeMBG00GA/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Australia is known for its strict rules.Here are some tips to go through their customs scanners and officers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)any metal belongings,put aside,as it will trigger the scanners.Watches,belts,coins,keys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)it's advisable not to bring any food,traditional medicines,ivories...As you get down,they would ask these questions,and if you happen to bring any,you'll have to claim them.That means,going through all the trouble of opening up your bag and showing them to the officers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)liquid containers or aerosol cans of such like perfume,make up,soap cannot be brought up on the plane,if it's more than 100ml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)If you bring medications&lt;em&gt;,(like me,i'm asthmatic,so i had my pump with me),&lt;/em&gt;spare a doctor's letter,or prescription letter that proves you're a patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)take note of the address you'll be heading to,because i had problems there!haha..and had to go through questioning from 2 different officers because i didn't know what my cousin's address was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However,they were friendly and helpful people,i felt easy with them.They greeted each and every tourist with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Good morning,how are you doing today?*smiles*".&lt;/span&gt;I felt really welcomed,some were good looking too,ahakss!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet i arrived with such an excited and blurry face.Maybe that's why the officers were kind of worried and questioned me alot.But no worries,as long as i kept a smiley cute face,i was sure i wouldn't be in any trouble!kah3!!Oh yeah,then i bumped into that same chinese boy,he was very kind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CB: so,how are you going to call your cousins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me:...errr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CB: do you have any coins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: errr...not really ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CB: &lt;em&gt;*put his hands into pocket*&lt;/em&gt; Here,take some 50 cent coins,use the pay phone and call them yahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: wow,thanx a lot!!whoa....australian coins are really heavy huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CB:..yupp...that's why my pants are so heavy,haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walahhh!!That was how I got my first australian coins!!ngeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he headed off to his destination,and i was left alone,wandering looking for a payphone.When i finally found one,i didn't know how to call my cousin,haha!!The number that i had in my handphone was up to &lt;strong&gt;11 digits that started with 614&lt;/strong&gt;.I tried many times,but failed.Then,i tried taking out the 6.yess!!finally,a dial tone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stranger: hello?*in thick australian accent*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: err&lt;em&gt;...*realising she didn't really sound like my MALAYSIAN cousin*...&lt;/em&gt;ermm..is this hwuey leing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stranger: owhh,no sorry,i think you've got the wrong number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiyakk!malu!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There goes my first 50cent coin.Luckily i had another one,it was as if that chinese boy knew i would have this embarrasing problem,haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mustered enough confidence to go ask a counter girl nearby,she looked asian india a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: Excuse me,ermm...i tried to call this australian number,but i couldnt get through&lt;em&gt;,*handing her my handphone to let her see,but damn maluuu,since my hp is such an antique,haha!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Counter girl: Ohhh,you have to replace the 614, with 04 &lt;em&gt;*thick australian accent*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me:...errr..sorry,i didn't get you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Counter girl: you take out the 61,and just replace it with 0,then the number would start with 04.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bengap gila kan i,hahah!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I succeeded calling my cousin,wooohooo!!But i had to wait for another hour for them to arrive.So i took some fresh air outside the airport,even though it was only 6.45am,but the sun was already up like 8am malaysian time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0AvxzkqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jgzcZQ5awUg/s1600/DSC05881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457434773384565410" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0AvxzkqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jgzcZQ5awUg/s400/DSC05881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I observed the surrounding,i realised that there were a lot of crows!!and they were huge!!and loud!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0AwqkmuI/AAAAAAAAAVA/4dKzhrbUPvc/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457434773622659810" style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7y0AwqkmuI/AAAAAAAAAVA/4dKzhrbUPvc/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole road system is totally different in Australia,much more systematic.While i was sitting outside,some chinese fellow approached me.I noticed him pacing back and forth for a quite a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Guy: ni she ....bla bla bla shiao che ma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;He spoke in mandarin to me,asking,"are you miss (some chinese girl's name)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;..."err...bu she..",&lt;/span&gt;which meant no.I felt a bit weird,do i look like some mainland china girl??hahaha!!goshHHh,my face is soOo malaysian okayy,kihkikhi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 8am,my cousins arrived,yahoooOOo!!!Spent more than a minute hugging each other.Obviously la,since we hadn't met each other for years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,that's all for my arrival story,update later,ngeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-579284455540255262</id><published>2010-04-04T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T02:09:02.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>besday 2010 =D</title><content type='html'>Wow,i've left the blog quite some time ey?hehe..i intended to start out my blog with simple articles about my trip in perth australia,but since,today&lt;em&gt;(or yesterday)&lt;/em&gt; is my birthday,and my friends planned a simple small suprise for me,i thought i should write about it first,ngeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday morning started out really early,waking up for cheng beng &lt;em&gt;(a chinese yearly custom of visiting ancestors' graves)&lt;/em&gt;.I just arrived from KL yesterday evening,and frankly speaking,my body was still jet lagged and hadn't gotten enough rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless,i was still determined of meeting up with my friends,especially si Madihah Ibrahim because she'll be going back to Uitm facing exams and all,so i asked her out for supper,as well as mat alip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 11pm,a white kenari with black tinted mirrors arrived.I opened the door and the first thing that came out from my mouth was&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,"SOLEHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA,MISS YOUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't expecting solehah to come along,ngee...of course after solehah,i jumped over to madihah and mat alip with the same intensity of over-excitement!!Itu baru sebulan pergi overseas,kalau setahun tak tau lerrr,kah3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to have dinner at Darmiral's Grill.My intention was to belanja them,but it was already 11.30pm,and the place stated that it closes at 11.30pm!Then they mentioned,"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ampa tau ak kami book satu tempat nih khas utk you??"...&lt;/span&gt;Awwwww,terharu sat,hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sudden,from afar,i saw the waiter bringing a cake with lighted candles!!i was like,&lt;em&gt;'huh?....alaaaaa..they shouldn't have,awwwww...'&lt;/em&gt; I was just smiling the whole way through,i'm sorry if i didn't seem excited yeah guys,but i was extremely happy,just a bit exhausted.If my heart were to be a clear blue sky,rainbows would emerge during that moment =).....tapi yang lawak,madihah ckp kt waiter,"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lorrr,tadi kata nak nyanyi sekali,tak nyanyi pun..",&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA....kesian abang tuh beredar malu-malu,kihkihkih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8QHiT_zI/AAAAAAAAAUw/V99AJf1-v08/s1600/DSC06354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455966089925361458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8QHiT_zI/AAAAAAAAAUw/V99AJf1-v08/s400/DSC06354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kesian,mat alip penat2 baru abis keja,datang jgk,hoho!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8PD3m2KI/AAAAAAAAAUo/APrjx9TVY-E/s1600/DSC06358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455966071761066146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8PD3m2KI/AAAAAAAAAUo/APrjx9TVY-E/s400/DSC06358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All of us coincidently wore red coloured clothes!!segann,depa make up pakai lawa2,i wore just some sweater(again).haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8OB09gDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2SkzZl1s4dE/s1600/DSC06362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455966054033227826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8OB09gDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2SkzZl1s4dE/s400/DSC06362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sayang you all,muah3!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After it all ended,when i reached in front of my house,suddenly madihah turun kereta.I was like&lt;em&gt;,"ehh,awat turun?",&lt;/em&gt; mai2,e'ehhhh!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HADIAHHH!!!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahahah!!Peluk cium lagi,kah3!!Her last words to me were&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,"haaa,buat blog nahh,dulu i buat blog pasai hadiah you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tgk,bukan tak syg you,buat truih,sampai lupa kata kek tuh kek ice cream,cayaq!!!...lupa letak dalam peti sejuk terus!kihkihkih..tapi,don't worry,half of the cake was saved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8NbPQHQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4OVV_BkeF4A/s1600/DSC06363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455966043674516738" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8NbPQHQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4OVV_BkeF4A/s400/DSC06363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8M_ocrPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/h9Ufg5H6Gpc/s1600/DSC06364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455966036264004850" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8M_ocrPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/h9Ufg5H6Gpc/s400/DSC06364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i slowly removed the seals,i saw bata.I was like&lt;em&gt;,"shoes???madihah bought me shoes?ni mesti beli kasut2 ala2 perempuan,tau dhh,wedges ke,polkadot kaa,size betoi ke tak ni..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was wrong.What i got was this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bf5fc1045ebd1ffa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S7d8QHiT_zI/AAAAAAAAAUw/V99AJf1-v08/s72-c/DSC06354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-3343001220244410551</id><published>2010-02-10T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:05:54.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAND ACT 2010!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heyya peeps!!been a while right,goshh...online sentiasa tapi malas update blog,hehe..maybe cuz' i always want to wait for the right mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,let's start with Band Act 2010!Initially,i wasn't really keen about performing because..well,obviously,all those other bands are REAL fully skilled bands!!But after much consideration and encouragement from Fina and Hanim,we decided to make an appearance.The difference was,this time,i invited Kak Arina to join and do back up vocals,to make our songs sound more complete (i suck at back up vocals,ahakss!).And yeahhh!!she agreed,and we started jamming almost every night few days before the band act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerves got to me when we went for our sound check at star city hotel.Danggg all the other bands were gOOood!!!and Ocean of Fire,Uglymen,Windrising,all those winners from Asian Beat competitions were there too!I looked around,and you can say,we were the only group that consisted of 4 girls,and only 2 acoustics guitars.*sweatdrop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey,the night turned out pretty fun!Band Act is actually and annual performance show that music system organises for its students.The funny thing was,among us four girls,I was the only music system student!another funny thing,i'm a drum student,not guitar!!hahaah!!So yeahh,but the audience didn't really know that,except the teachers though,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora was the only acoustic act of the night,so you can say all eyes were on us when we went on stage *wink wink*.We performed two songs,a medley cover of Use somebody/falling for you and our very own song,kesepian.With fina's strong vocals,a kak arina's marvellous back up,as well as hanim's self-taught guitar skills,i think we did pretty well!ngeeee...praises came to our ears after the show,hoho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LDKYnO4SI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-gHO9qsl5Cs/s1600-h/DSC05640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LDKYnO4SI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-gHO9qsl5Cs/s400/DSC05640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436622283362722082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The band,Uglymen!they rock dude!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LDJ8Qt-7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/vgAVN4iM0qU/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LDJ8Qt-7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/vgAVN4iM0qU/s400/lala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436622275752098738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i wanted to wear a different shirt colour,and fina called freaking out,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ZET!!!JGN DUK CARI PASAI!PAKAI HITAM GAK!!"&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LDJdxB_iI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QWmVVoFfRx4/s1600-h/DSC05660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LDJdxB_iI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QWmVVoFfRx4/s400/DSC05660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436622267566128674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ocean of fire amazing guitarist,Kelvyn!You should see him,i posted a video of him performing on youtube.Love his red guitar!!auwww!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LBsZVxuiI/AAAAAAAAATY/kwhTG54GUpk/s1600-h/DSC05638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LBsZVxuiI/AAAAAAAAATY/kwhTG54GUpk/s320/DSC05638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436620668650240546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The food was not bad,but didnt have enough time to enjoy the cuisines!huhu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LBrmKpqmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wvN_-KMrbB4/s1600-h/DSC05630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LBrmKpqmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wvN_-KMrbB4/s320/DSC05630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436620654913366626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hanim semangat pegi straighten rambut just for this night,haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LBtrgJvrI/AAAAAAAAATo/6z_GccREGt0/s1600-h/DSC05666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LBtrgJvrI/AAAAAAAAATo/6z_GccREGt0/s320/DSC05666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436620690705465010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bersama peminat Aurora,haha!!...my mum la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: we're not sure whether we're going to do any show soon,cuz it's hard just being an acoustic band,since,most competitions require full bands with drums,electric guitars and stuff.But hopefully,we'll get to go record an EP soon!ngeee...Just got to find the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PSS: Oh yahh,do add us up on myspace.it's still empty,but we'll put up songs as soon as possible,ohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/auroratheband"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/auroratheband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-3343001220244410551?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3343001220244410551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=3343001220244410551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3343001220244410551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3343001220244410551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/02/band-act-2010.html' title='BAND ACT 2010!!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/S3LDKYnO4SI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-gHO9qsl5Cs/s72-c/DSC05640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8107390614745482232</id><published>2010-01-29T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:23:09.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to aurora</title><content type='html'>this whole week i've been busy getting back with our acoustic group Aurora,for a performance friday night.Got help from kak arina too!initially she could have been a pianist for the group,tapi nanti tak boleh harmonize plak,haha..so we decided to keep it simple,with 2 guitars,as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVan_XkrZ3s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVan_XkrZ3s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-800136964477922552</id><published>2010-01-15T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:02:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Nine - don't wanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EY7dw7SunoU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EY7dw7SunoU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="180" width="300"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=664903&amp;amp;speed=4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="181" width="318"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/i/i_nine/" target="_blank"&gt;I Nine lyrics&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/i/i_nine/dont_wanna.html" target="_blank"&gt;Don't Wanna lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niceeee song!!i love it!!*jumping around singing along!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I wanna new life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna drive all night&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the sunrise and love myself again! !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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wanna'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-3321255405385543959</id><published>2010-01-15T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T02:28:04.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyya peeps.</title><content type='html'>wow...such a long time since i last updated ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i have been...enjoying my holiday,OKAY so far,i wouldnt say it is a blast,but it's okay.I'm still searching for that blasting factor,hoping to find it soon,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent done much except just for movies,...eat...movies again..then eat again.Oh yah,wrote quite a number of songs too along the way,i wonder where all the inspiration comes from,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of money already.About my job searching thingy,i'm kind of at the verge of giving up already cause,no jobs interest me.You can say i'm choosy,but i want to do something that i want to look forward to you know.It's not so much about the money that i'm after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead,i willingly follow my mum's instructions and anywhere she takes me i'll go,even to do some charity work.Not so much of charity work,just visiting the sick people and being a company to them for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i went out with poh lynn and shumitha,both of whom i havent seen for such a long time,but thanks to facebook,we planned a night out.Initially,we wanted to go out for movies,but it was too late,so we ended up playing pool instead above Bata.It's a really clean and safe place,seriously.The snooker place there is really professional and not dark and gangster-ish like other places,hehe.I had a lot of fun playing with them,i bet we resembled the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;1 Malaysia &lt;/span&gt;spirit pretty well.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poh lynn = 100% chinese. Shumitha= half chinese half indian. Zetty= half chinese half malay&lt;/span&gt;.WALAHHH!hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yahh,for the first time in manyyyyyyyyyyy.....months or years i dont know,i felt a rush of adrenaline last night when i saw this really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;really cute chinese guy&lt;/span&gt;...he's not that cute,but looked presentable,smart and stylo in a simple way!i love it!he appealed so much to me.He caught my eyes the moment he stepped in and played at the pool table next to ours.ahhhh..angau sat,hahaha!I don't want to perasan,but i 'accidentally' looked at him,and,i think we exchanged smiles...or we didnt...ohh i dont know.Nevertheless,even though there was a cute guy just 2 metres away,that didn't stop me from acting crazy like i always do,hahaha!yalaaa,who wouldnt get excited when you beat 2 of your friends in pool....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWICE!!&lt;/span&gt;So yeah,i pretty much jumped and&lt;br /&gt;said,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"DID YOU SEEEEEEEEE THAT!!!DID YOU SEEE THAT!!"&lt;/span&gt; until poh lynn had to stall her bf on the phone to reply me,"yesssssssss zettyyy,i sawww that,i saw that...." and shumitha kept asking me, "weyhhh brotherrr,gimme chance la brotherrr",hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played non-stop till midnight,took the lift down &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(though we were just at the first floor,and to my horror,the elevator was still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;made of plywood&lt;/span&gt;!!!plywood!!!goshhh,i felt so insecure in that lift,ayoyoyo)&lt;/span&gt;,then,i saw that same chinese guy talking on the phone sitting down,smiling and laughing discreetly.kecewa sat,i knew it,mesti cakap dengan gf la tuhh....huhuhuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"medan selera at simpang kuala"&lt;/span&gt; according to poh lynn.When actually,here,we call that place&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; gemilang burger&lt;/span&gt;,hahahah!!Then shumitha out of the blue said,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"wahh zetty,you really follow all the rules ahh,redlight you stop,p kiri kanan also give signal,u-turn all..."&lt;/span&gt; ......i said,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"of course laa!!you all wanna go home safe or not?poh lynn nevermind la got bf already,i takdak sapa lagi tau.."&lt;/span&gt;....hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice catching up with them,especially when all of us also otak gila2 sama mcm tuh jugak,hahaha!!the most funniest part was when,shumitha was explaining about this student,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shumitha: i met her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then she just finished her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;testis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;,and was still holding her testis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me and poh lynn: *shake head* .....*???????*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shumitha: ya laa,you know laa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; testis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;maaa,right??testis right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and poh lynn just burst out laughing hysterically!!!!kicking the chairs and tables,and not to mention,but we were the only table with all girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me: you mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TESIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  is it!!!haiyooooo!!not testis la!!!testis is the guysss u know!!HAHAHAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;poh lynn: that's why i was thinking,where girl got TESTIS!!!hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since poh lynn kind of laughed out the word testis really loud,naturally we would get endless stares from....all the boys around,hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the fun went away when i came home and had terrible stomach cramps and a spinning headache...arghh...couldnt sleep whole night through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind,at least,in one night,i felt a handful of emotions...like joy,laughter,reminiscing,a short crush,and..lastly pain,haha!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking forward for that one out of the world adventure and trip,that still hasnt arrived yet,but i will look for it,oh i will.ohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: feels good to angau at a guy for once after a long time even though just for one night,hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-3321255405385543959?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3321255405385543959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=3321255405385543959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3321255405385543959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3321255405385543959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyya-peeps.html' title='heyya peeps.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6665620967067633149</id><published>2010-01-04T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:55:48.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha!bathroom recording rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;haha!i'm sOOoo gonna record in the bathroom after this,love the  sound,kihkihkih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,sorry about the position i placed the camera,i  have a small bathroom,so couldnt really do anything about it (or maybe i'm just  too lazy to even care =p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-qp6ksb6g0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-qp6ksb6g0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6665620967067633149?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6665620967067633149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6665620967067633149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6665620967067633149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6665620967067633149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2010/01/hahabathroom-recording-rocks.html' title='haha!bathroom recording rocks!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-5221491230221257442</id><published>2010-01-02T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:04:26.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here for you always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just some new song i wrote,all the sudden i feel like writing something that is a bit hopeful to those who think there is no more hope in life,and decide to ruin their lives whenever they have the chance to,rather than living it.so,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here's for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you say you wanna leave town,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go a place where you'd be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you say everything isn't fair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you keep seeing what isn't there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you say it doesn't make any sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you wanna find someone who can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mend your broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mend your broken life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make you more alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you say you're filled with emptiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never more and always less,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you keep saying there is no hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i still got you on a rope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you say you're living in a fake disguise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you wanna find someone who'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;decide which road to take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take pride of what you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep you from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I've been here all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;singing the same old song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything i would do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It all seems so confusing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when it's only life in the making,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go ahead and leave everything ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you should know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wherever you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd still be here for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you say it doesn't make any sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you wanna find someone who can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mend your broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mend your broken life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make you more alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say it'll finally come to sense,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm the one who can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mend your broken heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mend your broken life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make you more alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: i'll still always be here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-5221491230221257442?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6486394641757461813</id><published>2010-01-01T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:10:16.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bring it on 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardly even moved a step,&lt;br /&gt;but it's not for you decide yet,&lt;br /&gt;Hardly felt your feet on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;like it or not,it's time to turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and see the memories,&lt;br /&gt;but open up to all possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could slow things down,&lt;br /&gt;and find what you haven't found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some,&lt;br /&gt;it's all laughters and smiles,&lt;br /&gt;mostly appreciated and worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;To some,&lt;br /&gt;it's just a nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;leaving this year with their hands bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never regret the smiles,&lt;br /&gt;never regret the pain,&lt;br /&gt;you have moved miles,&lt;br /&gt;and so much you have gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 pasts so fast,&lt;br /&gt;some of it will always last,&lt;br /&gt;2010 will be embraced,&lt;br /&gt;with hopes,dignity,pride and praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no other way&lt;br /&gt;to wish you a brighter day,&lt;br /&gt;than to write and hope with no fear,&lt;br /&gt;hey you,HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~originally by zetty~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6486394641757461813?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6406619613052197996</id><published>2009-12-20T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T01:26:11.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>many times a fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many times a fool i have been in love,and knowing my nature,i know i would be a fool again too in years to come.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But yes,it hurts when you've been fooled by the one you trust the most,had faith in the most,have hopes in the most...or had&lt;/span&gt;.I honestly thought it could be again,but i guess....not anymore.I know you're sorry,and i am too the most.I may be your best,and you may be my best,but before engraving that into our heads,why not open our hearts,minds and eyes to the sea of possibilities out there.Rest assured,no hard feelings,we're grown ups,everything's fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's no moving on so I'm already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh I don't believe it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That I could be so deceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And bringing you down to feel this lack of loyalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You were a song in my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The warmth of the sheets in my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;A story forever told, but never old,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;A warm arrival never left so cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't blink, don't close your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But most of all don't apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's me who's got the demons to wrestle now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Should it be me or you who should be singing this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Rasa bahagia sangat2 disayangi kwn2 ^_^.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6406619613052197996?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6406619613052197996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6406619613052197996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6406619613052197996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6406619613052197996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/12/many-times-fool.html' title='many times a fool'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6972255346073957943</id><published>2009-12-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:30:22.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STPM is over&lt;/span&gt;,but exams are never over don't you agree?Who agrees please say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ZET UNIK&lt;/span&gt;!!Seriously,few months from now,i'll be like most of you,complaining non-stop about monthly tests and loads of assignments.Even old people.....Ooopps,elderly have to go through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ujian penilaian'&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ujian naik pangkat'&lt;/span&gt;,so..i guess the hype and excitement in me are fading away slowly.I'm not as jolly and jumpy like when i finished spm few years back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys and most of the girls were busy signing their uniforms and snapping photos,not forgetting&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; firecrackers&lt;/span&gt;!!but i didn't have the mood like i used to anymore.I walked off to go home earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so....WHAT'S NEXT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely,plans are flooding my mind,macam besa laa,plan je byk,haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1)3 hours of non-stop karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2)Mandi kat tambun!oh yah,p kayak gak dgn kwn2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3)Penang/KL trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4)Maybe meet up with dayang in melaka if possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5)Recording full band tracks with my trio group,Aurora.An E.P too maybe?haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6)Pujuk2 my dad to buy a video cam as soon as possible,so that i can post kiddish cooking videos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;    on youtube!!Or maybe,homemade music videos too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7)Compose a few good songs with kak arina maybe?*wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;8)Self-teach myself the keyboard,and master it as soon as possible,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duk berhabukkk jaa sejak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;    beli dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;9)Get a job next year!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(karaoke box is my 1st choice currently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to make all of them possible....but don't you think my plans involve a whole sum of moolah@moneyyy,hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier i was replaying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Heart Will Go On (titanic) &lt;/span&gt;over and over again all the sudden.ahakss.Pastu duk sama2 emo and layan dengan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aina@my titanic mate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now,i went out for supper with my dad.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 ironic occurences happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;A small young chinese boy caught my eye.He was running around a big tree,endlessly!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duk tawaf pokok tuh plak&lt;/span&gt;!And swerving as if he was drifting on corners,with his feet!He then gave this gloryful and proud smile when he caught me looking at him!HAHA...ayoyo....oh how simple and....weird fun came about at a young age ey?I remember how weirdo i was back then too.Running in between hung up clothes in shopping malls,spinning hangers,throwing hats around the living room with my bro,and writing my name on the wall in corners my mum wouldn't see.All these brought me self-satisfaction,giggles and fun back then!Even talking to my pillows kept me from being lonely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i'm weird,i know)&lt;/span&gt;.Now,simple fun seems...hard to come about anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;I told my dad about my intention to work at a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;karaoke box centre&lt;/span&gt;.Immediately he gave this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'i'm your father-your my daughter-you listen to me-ego-raised eyebrows' &lt;/span&gt;face!!with a big yet in between breaths NO.Then,i tried convincing him that parents should see the place,and how friendly the place is first,before giving a decision!Don't be stereotyped just because you hear "karaoke centre".It's is SOoo not a bistro or pub.Few minutes later,i asked to pass by and drop by the place for a while,so i could note down the contact number for job vacancies.When we passed by,his immediate response was, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WAHHH...EHH,NOT BAD AH THIS PLACE..NOT BAD."&lt;/span&gt;.......HAH!!!!.....ironyyy ohh ironyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I turned on the radio,redfm of course.and guess what song???"Late night love songs,only on redfm..."..............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a common flute melody*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyyyy night in my dreammss...i see youu...i feel youuuuuuuuuu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meluat sunggoh,baru tadi kat rumah duk sebak dah dengar lagu titanic nih.Masuk2 keta,takdir nak uji sunggoh emosi diriku&lt;/span&gt;,muahaha!Sorry to say,but i had to hold myself from falling deep into the melody of titanic.hahah....oh yess i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS:Ohh shiatttt....i have to get my ass (or mostly my hands) working on the school magazine!!I have 5 days before it has to be sent for printing.Ucapan editor tak tulis lagi,hahaha!....Heck with the norm,i'm going to write my editorial speech in english this year for syed omar.At least a slight change from the past magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6972255346073957943?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6972255346073957943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6972255346073957943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6972255346073957943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6972255346073957943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s over?'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-2237125680383142539</id><published>2009-12-09T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:39:00.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erase and Rewind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phillip LaRue's Erase and Rewind&lt;/span&gt; really attracted me,not only for the lyrics,but also the story behind it.He wrote it for a friend who once told him about his attempted suicide he planned out.I guess all of us can relate this song to our own personal experiences,even if it doesn't require suicide.Sometimes,our friends just do things that we never expected them too,isn't that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dedUAbzQMBA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dedUAbzQMBA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Under you, under me&lt;br /&gt;You and I are the same&lt;br /&gt;This skin and bones hides our souls&lt;br /&gt;We're suspended in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over you, it's over me&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't reach it if we tried&lt;br /&gt;Yet you try every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you say, that?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you stay, and&lt;br /&gt;Let me remind you&lt;br /&gt;Let me remind you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I didn't see this coming&lt;br /&gt;No I did not&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Am i away?&lt;br /&gt;Or did I lose you today&lt;br /&gt;Tell me there's time&lt;br /&gt;To erase and rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't look back to our past&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I do then it might rain&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how all we have now&lt;br /&gt;Are some memories like loose change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you say, that?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you stay, and&lt;br /&gt;Let me remind you&lt;br /&gt;Let me remind you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I didn't see this coming&lt;br /&gt;No I did not&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Am i away?&lt;br /&gt;Or did I lose you today&lt;br /&gt;Tell me there's time&lt;br /&gt;To erase and rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you meant what you said,well then fine&lt;br /&gt;And if you meant that you did well then fine, goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't want to say that,&lt;br /&gt;i just want to stay and&lt;br /&gt;I want to remind you&lt;br /&gt;That I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see this coming&lt;br /&gt;No I did not&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Am i away?&lt;br /&gt;Or did I lose you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me there's time&lt;br /&gt;Tell me there's time&lt;br /&gt;To erase and rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS:....damn it pengajian am was tough,one more paper even feels like total torture..! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-2237125680383142539?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2237125680383142539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=2237125680383142539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/2237125680383142539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/2237125680383142539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/12/erase-and-rewind.html' title='Erase and Rewind'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6064153701271884615</id><published>2009-12-05T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:19:03.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Out of the blue,i got tired of trying to figure out serious meaningful songs to write,in the end,i ended up writing some cheesy cliche cute love song!hahahaha!out of the ordinary...so i better save it here,just in case i lose my doctor-like handwritten lyrics,HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning comes,&lt;br /&gt;with the sound of birds and hums,&lt;br /&gt;and there you are beside of me,&lt;br /&gt;dreaming just so perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With opened eyes,&lt;br /&gt;you would greet me with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;then a kiss to start my day,&lt;br /&gt;around the street i'd dance&lt;br /&gt;and i would sway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz all these simple things that you do,&lt;br /&gt;are more than enough to make me move,&lt;br /&gt;and to your name i would sing,&lt;br /&gt;of all the joy you could bring,&lt;br /&gt;to complete my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your car,&lt;br /&gt;a mixed tape of what we are,&lt;br /&gt;keeps on playing on repeat,&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop my tapping feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back,&lt;br /&gt;at memories of how we met,&lt;br /&gt;you were trying to catch my name,&lt;br /&gt;but instead you ran into&lt;br /&gt;a window glass pane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these simple things that you do,&lt;br /&gt;are more than enough to make me move,&lt;br /&gt;and to your name i would sing,&lt;br /&gt;of all the joy you could bring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make up my mind when i am blur&lt;br /&gt;then all the clouds would dissapear,&lt;br /&gt;you would hold my hand in front of them,&lt;br /&gt;proving that we could make amends,&lt;br /&gt;to complete our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~originally by zetty~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngeeee.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6064153701271884615?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6064153701271884615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6064153701271884615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6064153701271884615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6064153701271884615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/12/simple-things.html' title='simple things.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7664807720654977458</id><published>2009-11-30T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:05:11.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st half of stpm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SxPezyflA2I/AAAAAAAAATI/UM5uCQOLmyc/s1600/jadual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SxPezyflA2I/AAAAAAAAATI/UM5uCQOLmyc/s400/jadual.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409912558711014242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SxPezoAollI/AAAAAAAAATA/hOUMAb4XVWg/s1600/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SxPezoAollI/AAAAAAAAATA/hOUMAb4XVWg/s400/lala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409912555896870482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAD..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways,the first few papers,most of them,i admit i did badly,especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEJARAH&lt;/span&gt;..goshhh......i don't know what's up with me and sejarah,we just don't get along well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after my sejarah tamadun paper,i felt really down and frustrated with myself because i had let down my teacher,and crushed her hope of an A from me.Really sorry cikgu wan!!..it's my fault for my own negligence,and laziness throughout the year.I could've done better,but no use regretting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that night,my soul was throbbing in pain&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(macam hiperbola plak)&lt;/span&gt;,and searching for something to do to release my trapped feelings.Honestly i wanted to cry there and then.I got a facebook msg from aina, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"zet!!!winduu!!i dgn alya and majid nihh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few hours later,we were on our way to Giant buying ingredients to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOK&lt;/span&gt;!!...yup,it was fun finally getting the chance to meet up with my darlings and just having simple plain fun like we used to.As usual,they wanted me to cook &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;creamy spagetti&lt;/span&gt;,so i did.It was humurous to be cooking with them,because i got to see various behaviours from them,and i missed those moments a lot.How we would always quarrel and slap each other,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perli&lt;/span&gt; each other who's fatter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or shorter in alya's case,haha)&lt;/span&gt; and laughing over how much we've all turned into binging mammals,HAHA!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semua tamak haloba,semua nak makan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night,we managed to finish all of the spagetti,a few scoops of ice cream,as well as fried hot dogs and crab sticks!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengok perut masing-masing semuaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving home,my spirit felt free,and my head was light.Amazing how a short time spent with friends can affect your mood doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya haji was okay.Got a chance to catch up with my cousins.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amoehhh,suma balik-balik sembang law,mentang-mentang nak jadi lawyer dah,haha!&lt;/span&gt;My mum cooked nasi tomato,lauk,and some rendang.Yahh yahhh,since she retired,cooking has been part of her past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some time to go over to Ifah's house and watch the last episode of Nur Kasih together,while complaining how annoying some of the characters were.We then drove to meet up with jiba at pacific just to have a chat and give each other big hugs,awww!I wouldn't have the chance to meet with jiba anytime soon since she'll be leaving when i'm finished with my stpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memang malam tuh berdating dgn ifah saja,haha!P KFC melantak cheezy wedges,and semangat nanak jumpa madihah jugak&lt;/span&gt;,even though it was just to hand over some chocolate cake at 1am.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bukan tak sayang kat korang,sayang....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,time to stay home most of the time now,for these few weeks until my last paper.While most of you are out there having fun,and travelling,it's my time to sink myself into books.But,enjoy yourself to the max while you can yeahh!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merantau la sejauh mana you nak merantau&lt;/span&gt;,life is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment,my fingers are a little blistered,haha!The effect of too much pressured non-stop writing.I have 5 papers left,killer ones all of them.fuhh....i sometimes feel like giving up,and it happens quite frequently,that's when i need you,friends,to put my head back on track,push me back on my feet to believe that i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for those who have supported me all the way,MUAH3!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hugs and kisses for all of you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;PS: setiap kali tension,mesti makan or masak byk2,mampoeh jugak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7664807720654977458?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7664807720654977458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SxPezyflA2I/AAAAAAAAATI/UM5uCQOLmyc/s72-c/jadual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8990052566141053263</id><published>2009-11-21T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:04:39.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laugh of the day</title><content type='html'>i was watching an episode of SOUTHPARK..and i've forgotten how much this scene made me laugh already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Garrison's dad,was confused about mr garrison being sad and down because he didn't molest mr garrison when he was young!(crazy and stupid,i know,but that's southpark!).Ya laaa,a dad molesting his own son is totally wrong right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="scripttable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;I have a lot of demons that I need to face, father. I need to know some things.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Uh, okay, like what?       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Alright, alright, let's just cut right to it! [sighs] I've come to ask you about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sexual abuse, dad!&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;What??      &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;I have to know why! Right here and now—we're gonna talk about this!       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;What the hell are you talking about?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I never sexually abused you!&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;I know! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna know why not?!&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;WHAT??       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Was it that I was ugly?!       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Oh, my God! [turns around]      &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;I wasn't good enough for you! Was that it, dad?!      &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Well, NO!! [walks awwy, but his son rushes up to grab him]       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Sure, you can go off and screw any whore on Wyland Street, but when it came to your own son you were just too busy! [runs off crying. Mr. Garrison Sr. can only express shock.]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,his dad went to ask his friends' opinion in this bar.he asked his friends,"would you have sex with your own son,to save his life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the script.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you can actually download southpark scripts!!i just knew it,how great!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="scripttable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, can I ask you guys a difficult question?&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 1:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Absolutely.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 2:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Of course.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 4:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Yeah, man.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 5:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Come on, Garrison!       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Alright. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Would you have sex with your son to save his life?&lt;/span&gt; [the others ponder the question]       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 2:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;…Oh, this is one of them Scruples questions, ain't it?       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 1:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Nono, I got a better one: Would you have sex with your mother… to save your father's life?       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patrons:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;[wondering] Wooo, yeah.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 2:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, like if someone had a gun to your father's head and said, "Have sex with your mother or else I'll shoot him"?&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 1:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Yeah.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 2:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Oh, that's a tough one.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 3:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Hmmm.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No no wait, uh, you don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Blond:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;How about if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;someone made you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;have sex with your mother and father to save your own life?&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patrons:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;No, no, no way. No.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 6:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;But if it was to save my mother's life, uh-I think I would have to have sex with my father.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 7:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Yeup.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 8:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Me, too.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 9:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Well, I think that goes without saying.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Weh actually, I'm just… talking about a… son.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 8:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Well, pesonally, I would have sex with my son to save to save my mother's life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It depends, uh- how big a gun are we talkin' here?&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Uh, he doesn't have a gun.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Blond:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;The father doesn't have a gun?       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Mr. Garrison Sr.:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No! Nobody's got a gun!&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 3:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;I think if someone said, "Have sex with your mother or else I'm gonna kill your son," but he didn't have a gun, I wouldn't do it       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 2:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;He could have a knife, though.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 1:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Yeah.      &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 3:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Sure.      &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th&gt;Patron 1:&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Yeah, a knife.       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;th style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bartender:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;td style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If a killer put a knife to my throat, and said, "Have sex with your father or else I'm gonna kill your mother while having sex with you," …I would have sex with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH!!*rolling on the floor laughing!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8990052566141053263?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8990052566141053263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8990052566141053263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ahead...</title><content type='html'>rub your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;shake your head,&lt;br /&gt;do you realise,&lt;br /&gt;it has been years ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;when things are easier said than done&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;when the truth means coming undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;times we believed everything was fair,&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;times we would smile to smiles anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;the blue sky that was never grey,&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;the bright sun that would never fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;straight lines were parallel,&lt;br /&gt;never meeting at crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;whispers of the heart were truly real,&lt;br /&gt;never causing heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;we are years ahead,&lt;br /&gt;of what we used to believe,&lt;br /&gt;of all play dust held in our fragile hands,&lt;br /&gt;dissapearing from our grasps,&lt;br /&gt;as each second steals the momentum,&lt;br /&gt;of our lives we are still trying to fathom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~zetty~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy,so the merapu,i also don't understand what i'm writing,hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-3965356587910844847?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3965356587910844847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=3965356587910844847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3965356587910844847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/3965356587910844847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/11/years-ahead.html' title='years ahead...'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1729199094021630441</id><published>2009-11-17T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:34:10.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm whatcha u say,that u only meant well..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well of course you didn't,mmmm whatcha say...what did you say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jason derulo feat imogen heap&lt;/span&gt; song has been stuck in my head since the first time i heard in on the radion few days ago.Now i can't get enough of it!ahakkss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yahh,talking about what someone said.I got a quite...inappropriate comment at really,the inappropriate time.That aside first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since STPM is just less than one week away,ada la majlis bacaan Yassin,solat hajat,restu dan doa.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(there's no Qiamullai...sigh..how i miss those days,feels incomplete without Qiamullai)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We did our bacaan Yassin and solat hajat at the Masjid Sultanah Bahiyah.Upon reaching,i was reminded of the time when my friends and i used to walk from SMK Sultanah Bahiyah till the masjid for the same occasion.hehehe...but it seemed more..joyful and laughable at that time.Of course,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i still did make a fool out of myself again&lt;/span&gt; this time,no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: i didn't realised i was crossing in front of a mak cik who was praying sunat,when i wanted to invite my mum to sit next to me.I honestly didn't know,because she was sitting down,suddenly nesia hushed me,asking me to look at the mak cik...i gasped as i saw she was at her tahiyat akhir.Mintak maaf byk2 mak cikk,tak perasan,sunggoh2 x perasan..huhu ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: i accidentally knocked down Nesia's air yassin!!it was not intentional okay!!i wanted to lean at the wall,i didn't know her bottle was there.Damn embarrasing okay,the bottle gave a loud thumping sound when it fell,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(dahla waktu berdoa masa tuh,kira mmg suma senyap ah)&lt;/span&gt;!I got stares from almost half of the people in the masjid,the sharpest one from nesia's aunty who was sitting next to her...damn malu...ayoyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:stupid mistake,but i terlupa nak hajat masa solat hajat,ehhh laaa.....!!!!!!!sygg nyaa!!!!!!imam tuhh p Allahuakbar truih lepas sujud,tak tunggu lama skit or what,so i pun terikut!!!aiyohhh!!!naik2...tiba2..i thought to myself,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"....wasn't i supposed to hajat just now?..."&lt;/span&gt;......goshh did i slam my forehead after that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm still...akar malang and clumsy that way wherever i go huh,*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,we had our majlis restu bersama guru dan murid.As usual,salam2 and minta maaf all that la.I'm the sporting type and i wanted to salam all the teachers regardless of gender.And since i saw the boys salam with the lady teachers,i thought i wanted to have a go then.Dengan semangatnya i went over to my seni teacher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(who's a man)&lt;/span&gt;,and held out my hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"cikgu,nak salam bleh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"ohh,xbleh."......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy,malu sat,haha!!!i'm the only one to have actually attempted that,but hey,worth a go right!Niat yang penting,ngee~&lt;br /&gt;Then,peluk2 and cium2 laa among female teachers,but when it came to my sejarah teacher,cikgu wan,i asked her forgiveness and for her to pray that i could answer sejarah (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since it's my weakest subject always)&lt;/span&gt;.And she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"you can do it zet,you bleh dapat A nihh,yakin.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sweat drop*&lt;br /&gt;*gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A for sejarah stpm?...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.AMIN&lt;/span&gt;,but i don't want to put my hopes too high though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes before it was time to go home,i was just enjoying the view from my class and looking down,with another 2 classmates of mine.There was a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; myvi&lt;/span&gt; below our eyesight,and a simple conversation started off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miss 1: Ishhh,aku suka laaa myvi SE nihh,stai gilaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Miss 2: tuh ahhh..aku suka gak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i was looking at it too,but kept silent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miss 1: Warna dia aku suka laa hat nihh,nampak stai cena xtau,nmpak mcm fuyoo..silver dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;              mcm lain,cantik menyerlah.sukaa ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i was thinking to myself,it's the same colour as the myvi i have been driving her around with..why was she acting as if it was the first time seeing such a myvi SE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Miss 2: Eh zet,myvi u SE gak kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: a'ahh...sebijik la mcm yg tuhhh,kaler tuh jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miss 1: ehhh,sama ka??Tapi awat naik myvi hang tak rasa best pun.,haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then she trailed off saying...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miss 1 : huh!!xpaa,nanti bila aku kerja,nak beli myvi nih takdak paa laa..hohoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice or felt anything at that time,or what to respond,how to respond.Later when i was in the car with my mum...it struck me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ehhh...apa motif dia cakap mcm tuh kat i ek??..."&lt;/span&gt;....Baru laa i nak rasa marah and annoyed,goshh...my response is so damn slow.ahah!!Amoeh2,slama nih i duk tumpangkan dia,bwak p tgk wyg skali and all that,antaq balik,tiba2 nak comment mcm tuhhh.Sorry laa,i dont want to ungkit if i can,but,that's just how i felt,and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how my mum said too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"zetty,you need to learn to be sarcastic next time,let them know how you feel about their comments..you should've just said 'lain kali toksah duk naik dh la dgn i,duk kata x best'.." said my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...i will try to be,but it's just not me...to say sarcastic words and laugh it off,i don't know what are the right words to use.I'm not really the sarcastic type,but if i want to get angry,i'll really get mad and start scolding honestly straight to their faces.It has happened before.I'm more of the hot-tempered type.Sarcasm?rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be as positive as i can for these few weeks,even towards people's attitude.I'll take that comment as,a harmless joke from my friend,with no intention of hurting me or sending a message to me in a way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(though she has done this kind of attitude multiple times to most of us already).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*heart beating fast*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my gucci.......LESS THAN A WEEK!!!!!!!SO NOT READY!!!HAVEN'T READ ENOUGH....CONSTANTLY FEEL LIKE GIVING UP AND LEAVING IT TO FATE...slap my face please..... T_T......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1729199094021630441?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1729199094021630441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1729199094021630441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1729199094021630441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1729199094021630441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/11/mmm-whatcha-u-saythat-u-only-meant-well.html' title='mmm whatcha u say,that u only meant well..'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6727304276170355509</id><published>2009-11-06T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:15:28.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results of caffein overdose.</title><content type='html'>It was already 2am.I started becoming restless.After a cup of hot HERITAGE GEORGETOWN WHITE COFFEE,i'm suddenly flooded with thoughts of vanity and in the mood for something i would always be shy about,haha!!!I even switched on my webcam,which i wouldn't usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing around with the webcam can be pretty fun,or shall i say, "syiok snirik!!",hahah!!!So,i experimented variations of expressions and poses!ohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO80X4h3CI/AAAAAAAAAS4/IbEKRo7xU9c/s1600-h/perasan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO80X4h3CI/AAAAAAAAAS4/IbEKRo7xU9c/s320/perasan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400867986097691682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1: macho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO8B2VH7tI/AAAAAAAAASg/Zz8vz2dp9vA/s1600-h/vain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO8B2VH7tI/AAAAAAAAASg/Zz8vz2dp9vA/s320/vain2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400867118097362642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2: err...perempuan gegeh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO7Wf1PxdI/AAAAAAAAASA/pO6gpTFw5eA/s1600-h/silly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO7Wf1PxdI/AAAAAAAAASA/pO6gpTFw5eA/s320/silly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400866373323703762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3: the trying-hard-to-be-adorable-and-cute-face-but-ended up-looking-constipated, =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO7WFqyT4I/AAAAAAAAARw/0fe7IugUkKQ/s1600-h/djjjj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO7WFqyT4I/AAAAAAAAARw/0fe7IugUkKQ/s320/djjjj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400866366300508034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4: deejay wannabe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO7V3LzSfI/AAAAAAAAARo/p6-e6JuKOu0/s1600-h/control.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO7V3LzSfI/AAAAAAAAARo/p6-e6JuKOu0/s320/control.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400866362412452338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5:the most control face i could manage,bak kata alya,"muka soap opera",haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO8BoLkl0I/AAAAAAAAASY/UsgNNTLgIRI/s1600-h/vain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO8BoLkl0I/AAAAAAAAASY/UsgNNTLgIRI/s320/vain1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400867114299201346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6: and finally,my common friendly smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: maybe sebab tension duk pikiaq STPM,jadi gila sat kot malam nih,haha!!...oh well,you won't come across this version of miss kang all the time =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6727304276170355509?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6727304276170355509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6727304276170355509' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6727304276170355509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6727304276170355509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/11/results-of-caffein-overdose.html' title='results of caffein overdose.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SvO80X4h3CI/AAAAAAAAAS4/IbEKRo7xU9c/s72-c/perasan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7563908177175685795</id><published>2009-10-31T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:44:14.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>introducing ORIANTHI.</title><content type='html'>24 year-old &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orianthi Panagaris&lt;/span&gt;,is noted as one of the best guitarists today,and has got thumbs up from greatest guitarists like Steve Vai and Carlos Santana,and backed Carrie Underwood during the Grammy's.She too would've shared the stage with Michael Jackson playing lead guitar and shredding his songs for the THIS IS IT concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOW ADORING HER!!.dahla comei gila,hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the making of the video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-Pgg2082bc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-Pgg2082bc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and here's the full song.Couldnt find any music video embed of the song,most of them disabled embed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xoSTyaBrePM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xoSTyaBrePM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I foresee her first single ACCORDING TO YOU will become a big hit soon,look out for orianthi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7563908177175685795?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7563908177175685795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7563908177175685795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7563908177175685795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7563908177175685795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/10/introducing-orianthi.html' title='introducing ORIANTHI.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7314093350227560656</id><published>2009-10-30T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:49:57.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS IT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Suruzo_Ej0I/AAAAAAAAARg/pWcw9A4L5dg/s1600-h/michael-jackson-this-is-it-soundtrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Suruzo_Ej0I/AAAAAAAAARg/pWcw9A4L5dg/s400/michael-jackson-this-is-it-soundtrack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398389674299658050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it.This is definitely it.And the last and only 'it' you'll ever get from the king of pop.What else can i say,i left the cinema in awe,and with a rollercoaster of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concert/documentary movie of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson's last moments before his death&lt;/span&gt; can leave audiences especially die hard fans in tears &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(like me,ahakss)&lt;/span&gt;.The movie started off with the excited faces of chosen dancers from all around the world,who made it through the auditions to be MJ's back up dancers.You can hear comments from young dancers from Australia,Germany,and other different parts of the world!How enthusiastic they are to fly over just to have that one in a million chance to be with the king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,you will get to see MJ's rehearsals,dance practices,and sound checks.Believe me,you wouldn't feel like they were practice sessions at all.I for one felt like i was sitting right at the stadium/hall where the concert was going to be held.He sang each and every song with all his strength and passion,like it was the real actual concert.His moves and vocals at his age of 50 amazes me.He moved even better than the young dancers in my point of view,and there were moments in the movie where you can really appreciate MJ's clean soft vocals doing acapella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effects that were supposed to be used for the concert were mind-blowing!The fire effects,fireworks,backscreen montages,and be enthralled by the videos they made for The earth song,Don't care about us,and smooth criminal.Just totally awesome!To tell you the truth,i had teary moments when MJ sang and danced to "Don't care about us" because,i was thinking to myself,why were they pushing him over the limits?'They didn't really care about him.My eyes got even more flooded when he rehearsed "I'll be there" as it was one of my favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see through his selfless self in this movie,of how polite he was,and how determined he was to make everything as perfect as it could be.He knew exactly what he wanted,and always ended his desires to the crew with, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"with love,do it for love.."&lt;/span&gt;.The back up dancers would be downstage clapping and cheering for him,and sometimes,he got carried away putting in too much feel when he was meant to save it for the real concert.Some of the new bitchy demanding artistes now should really learn from him,to be respectful to the production crew,and be softspoken rather than throwing tantrums here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides his angelic side,you could see he would always try to give chances for his crew to shine.For instance,he would ask his guitarist,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orianthi Panagaris&lt;/span&gt; to play her heart out with the highest riff she could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Suruzd6zDDI/AAAAAAAAARY/zh3vTe00WPs/s1600-h/Orianthi_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Suruzd6zDDI/AAAAAAAAARY/zh3vTe00WPs/s400/Orianthi_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398389671328943154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do look out for this hot blonde yet killer 24 year old guitarist from Australia,jaw dropping i tell you!If you've been a MJ fan and have been watching his concerts,surely you would notice that MJ had always wanted a female lead guitarist playing for him.And Orianthi is one ala-Joe Satriani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to MJ,towards the end of the movie,if you look closely enough,you can realise that he was already tired,losing focus at parts,and out of strength,but still insisted on perfection.There was one split second that i saw MJ's facial expression showing disgust,and annoyance.At that time,i knew he was already pushing over the limit,but his love for his fans kept him going.The feeling of sombreness then overwhelmed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall,i would give the movie 4 stars.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenny Ortega&lt;/span&gt; and the other editing crew did a good job but i expected a more lasting finish with maybe a short 5 minutes of a short news about his death and testimonials or words of condolences.But i guess maybe they wanted the audience to leave the cinema knowing MJ when he was alive,rather than holding on to his tragic death.I would give MJ a definite 5 stars.Truly an irreplaceable entertainer.It was a memorable thing to have this movie out.At least all the hard work of the crew didn't go to waste as the whole world could admire their efforts and beautiful art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend everybody,regardless of whether you're an MJ fan or not to go watch this movie.You will learn a lot of life lessons from this movie if you open your mind and eyes.Die hard fans would appreciate him even more,and maybe leave the cinema in tears,still being in denial of his death.This movie may even reliven the spirits of people who might have forgotten and diverted from the truth of what a great person MJ is....or was inside and out.He is gone,but his legend lives on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PS: The ticket costed me RM10 per ticket.How much did you pay for the ticket at your place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7314093350227560656?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7314093350227560656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7314093350227560656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7314093350227560656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7314093350227560656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='THIS IS IT.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Suruzo_Ej0I/AAAAAAAAARg/pWcw9A4L5dg/s72-c/michael-jackson-this-is-it-soundtrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6803146044121721156</id><published>2009-10-25T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:25:20.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is common?</title><content type='html'>Is it common to be feeling the most laziest and out of hope when it's actually the most crucial moment to be not feeling that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit,i'm scared.I am really really scared,and i fear things won't work out like before.I mean,before for spm,i spent hours in school,doing study groups,work loads of drills,countless exercises,till late evening,sometimes even till 6pm.And yet i got to juggle in between fun and laughter.yet,i still have the energy to attend tuition at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...now it's just...i don't know how to explain.Now it's like,i can't even stand staying late till after 2pm.It keeps me restless,wanting to go home and hop onto my bed.Whereas few years back,2pm was considered really early for me.Now,it's late for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i didn't try,but..the environment isn't really encouraging.It's hard when people around you are all eager to pack their bags and go home.The earliest they could do that,the happiest they would be.Perhaps i'm already moulded into being that way,sadly.I'm not blaming anybody,i'm just trying to give you guys an idea of the scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~...i now realised,environment really plays a big role.It was different when i had you girls around.I actually had fun studying with all of you back then,going from table to table asking each other questions,singing hindustan in between,and cracking up jokes..main tampaq2 tak mau bagi tidoq..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying i'm not having fun now,i do at times still.and i love the new friends i've that gotten to know better.But it's just......different.Or maybe it's just me thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STPM is just weeks away,and i don't even have my own exercise books yet.Maybe i've already given up since i first started form 6,and that thinking haven't got out of me since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me any praises or convincing words,i don't need them right now,keep me away from words like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"zet terer,xpa...," "zet pandai,tak baca buku pun boleh score..kami nih lain laa..", "hmmphh,zet,takat ank duk kata tak boleh buat pun result gempak.."&lt;/span&gt;....i'm saying this again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE THOSE TYPE OF COMMENTS&lt;/span&gt;......it annoys me the most when people say that.I'd rather you call me dumb or stupid and useless,than say those above.I know myself better,and when people say that to me,it seems like,i don't have to work hard to achieve success,compared to other people who have to worked their asses off,and yet they get dissapointed.I don't want to feel that way,i never wanted to imply to the crowd that i am that kind of person.I'm not okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more they think i'm like that...the more it makes me feel like....i don't know..maybe somehow want to let go,stay at the background,and let other people get the credit they deserve.Which leads to me not studying,not making any effort at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to help others,i do.Of course i want to see all of us making it big,and holding flying colours in our hands,and be happy at the same time.Regardless of how hard i try,somebody still thinks i'm trying to be popular among friends.It has been years already,and i still get that insulting comment from her.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Stop trying to be popular laaa,try to say NO,learn to say NO,with me you don't want to be popular pulakk!.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why i got that comment?Because i fell sick this morning and told her i didn't want to go to school,after having a hectic day going for friends' kenduri's on Saturday.I was tired yes,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i had to drive whole day)&lt;/span&gt;,but i had my own reason why i still wanted to go for those kenduris,even if it meant 2 houses before 2pm,and tuition,then another house after that.Let's just say it's not easy for someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not me)&lt;/span&gt; who have been through a lot lately,to feel like going out again,and meeting friends.So,i wanted to encourage her and give her that chance.I didn't want her to just stay at home all the time on weekends,when there are invitations for her to go out and let go for a while.But nevermind,no use explaining why i do what i do in my mind and heart anyways,only i can truly understand.Lantak laa,if people think i do things because i want to be popular,whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine.I'm not falling yet.And i will try to keep smiling because i'm not the type who complains everyday for being unfortunate,because i realize i am fortunate to have what i have,to still have the chance to make others smile,and to have people around me who make me smile too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: Now i'm confused whether i'm being too optimistic or too emo,haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6803146044121721156?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6803146044121721156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8701181260825509249</id><published>2009-10-24T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T02:28:25.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in love with you.</title><content type='html'>Ini tajuk lagu laaa,takdak kaitan with my life AT ALL...tapi best buat video nih,haha!...dapat laa bermimpi indah sat...sat je la *dances around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vuH7Sy7bUd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vuH7Sy7bUd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: it's best if you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;watch this video in full screen&lt;/span&gt;,baru romantic,hahah!...padahai video simple gila2,budak 9 thn boleh buat. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8701181260825509249?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8701181260825509249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8701181260825509249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>No matter how hard we try to take care of our words,and actions from causing hurt and dissatisfaction to the ones we love,something is still going to slip out and there it goes,what you worked hard for crumbles halfway.Though you've realised it afterwards,somehow you're afraid it's too late to mend what's been spoiled or broken by you.The decision of recovery might be blurry,and the outcome is still unknown for sure,but the fear is still there,looking back on past failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never an angel,and i never claimed i am,no matter how much you say i'm too nice or too kind.Till now,i still don't believe those words.I'm not perfect,and i don't want to be perfect,or even have the craving to be so.I make mistakes too,and it's from those mistakes that i will learn and rebuild myself into a better person,without losing my true self.I do hurt people too without realising it,but please don't keep me away from whatever that you are holding in from me.I can take any criticism from the people who matter to me.I have my flaws,and i'm really grateful to have people surrounding me who are still by my side despite my imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,it's not wrong for me to feel dissapointed once in a while,about myself and about others too.Myself?yes,i'm dissapointed that i still do things that i always tell myself and others not to sometimes,and not being the friend i was trusted to be.Others?Sorry to say,but sometimes,i still have that hope that i could be at least treated the same as i would treat them,regardless of how much i tell myself not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in karma,and usually,this big fella will always hit me back hard.It's like KARMA is just lurking around the corner and scrutinizing each and every move i make,waiting to pounce and hit me right from my back without me looking,whenever i'm not being careful.But,so far,karma's attacks haven't stopped me from moving forward...yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,all this while when i've been blaming the full moon for every emotional unstability has been misinterpreted.Maybe,it's actually karma's, way to show me that i had done something wrong before that,and acted in ways i shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did many wrongdoings and mistakes this weekend,and i had no right to be complaining why i felt they way i felt,and i deserve whatever karma is going to hit me back with,i'll admit my fault,and i will take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;One word from another changes the real story...it's not the truth one beholds  anymore,but i'm trying my best to stay as truthful as i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please accept my true and honest apology right from the bottom of my heart everybody,i hope it's not too late =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some wise words to be shared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;bersyukurlah bila orang menyakiti hati kita kerana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dialah yang menabahkan hati kita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;bersyukurlah bila orang menipu kita kerana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dialah yang meningkatkan pengetahuan kita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;bersyukurlah bila orang yang tidak mengendahkan kita kerana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dialah orang yang memupuk kita agar berdikari,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;bersyukurlah bila orang yang menyeksa kita kerana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dialah orang yang menguji kesabaran kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: it still bewilders me how some people still don't realise their own mistakes done right in front of their eyes and ears,and still continue to defend what is not there.You people better think twice,and knock your head hard on the floor you spit,before acting and pretending like you actually deserve a taste and glimpse of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4494775881266339801?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1430706714112221335</id><published>2009-10-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:49:17.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for announcing the end of my sweet dream..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q0u_1MAygU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q0u_1MAygU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could write out my own dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For the next time that I sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You'd be the first one that I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I the last one that you keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The dream would go on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;While we sway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Against all things thrown our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the morning would be so cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When it came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;With sunshine and warmth to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For announcing the end of my sweet dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For announcing the end of my sweet dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS:The lyrics itself tells it all,though it is just a 1 minute song,but still,the impact is so deep and lasting..ahhh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-announcing-end-of-my-sweet-dream.html' title='for announcing the end of my sweet dream..'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6985735234260268039</id><published>2009-10-09T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:50:42.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUTSAL!!</title><content type='html'>whossshhhh,finally,after..let me see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*counting*&lt;/span&gt; ,almost 3 yrs of not playing futsal,finally,today,i kicked some balls dude!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah,the last time i played was with bahiyah darlings,back in form 4.This time,i played with my form 6 classmates,which was a blast!Considering we were laughing more than we were scoring goals,kihkihkih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team consisted of me,di'ah,ella,afiq,and ikhwan.FYI,we had the superstars of syed omar football on our team,no wonder winning was a breeze,muahaha!The other team was made up of syatri,pak tam,yuha,lyana,and su.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a first time for most of the girls,so it took some time for them to get used to the pace of the game,but damn malu,i was the one to 'pancit' early!!Their stamina were higher than mine,but still,my team won,overall,hehe.I kind of lost my skills after not kicking any balls for such a long time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(cewahh..mcm ada skill hebat2 sebelum nih,hohoho)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi memang best laaa&lt;/span&gt;,though it wasn't a challenging game for the boys,but it was nice of them to just have fun with us girls,and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bagi chance sikit-sikit&lt;/span&gt;,ngeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86jaj22pI/AAAAAAAAARA/Qi7798A6fGg/s1600-h/DSC05232.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss87QCRX_MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PGoWxUpVhCI/s1600-h/DSC05232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss87QCRX_MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PGoWxUpVhCI/s320/DSC05232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390592425659464898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The crazy yet adorable boys: Ikhwan,Afiq,Syatri,and Aliff@pak tam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86i95JOiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/wnJEFtx24mg/s1600-h/DSC05213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86i95JOiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/wnJEFtx24mg/s320/DSC05213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390591651389979170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and yuha chasing the ball,but too tired to run,so we walked,haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86iSnscrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0gT9vSxabvY/s1600-h/DSC05217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86iSnscrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0gT9vSxabvY/s320/DSC05217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390591639774065330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me,di'ah and ella,we made quite a team XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86hvKgbVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/x3y1ZjAZYkQ/s1600-h/DSC05225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86hvKgbVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/x3y1ZjAZYkQ/s320/DSC05225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390591630256401746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pak tam said,"fuuuhhh zet!!buat posing michael jackson plak dahh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MT commented on facebook: "kaki bangku plastic ni nak tendang bola pulak dah...hahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kojaqqqqqqqqq!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86kFejp6I/AAAAAAAAARI/uDswmlMGdyI/s1600-h/DSC05240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss86kFejp6I/AAAAAAAAARI/uDswmlMGdyI/s320/DSC05240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390591670605817762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The whole team =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would surely want to do it all over again,and this time,gear myself with good kicking skills,ohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS: All of them above are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "in a relationship"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;except me and di'ah&lt;/span&gt;.haha!!...takpa,ada gak geng yang single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6985735234260268039?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6985735234260268039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6985735234260268039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6985735234260268039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6985735234260268039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/10/futsal.html' title='FUTSAL!!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Ss87QCRX_MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PGoWxUpVhCI/s72-c/DSC05232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-3919714501429427561</id><published>2009-10-09T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:50:46.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>introducing dash and will!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KcMqoO_BH-A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KcMqoO_BH-A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had an admiration for female duos or groups.Before this,i only knew about Meg and Dia (famous for monster).Now,dash &amp;amp; will's light and fun music got to me and my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahh,cuz i adore,everything that you were...lalalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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will!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-7075587518189216983</id><published>2009-10-03T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:48:53.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>introducing phil schawel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SsY3EbfTjnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9rvuOJTp74c/s1600-h/3006501080_262d09b757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SsY3EbfTjnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9rvuOJTp74c/s320/3006501080_262d09b757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388054553433443954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At first i found out about him while browsing through paramore covers,and fell in love with his voice,when he sang when it rains by paramore,almost 2 yrs ago.You should watch his drum covers too,totally awesome,flawless!!Goshh,i can just fall asleep with my eyes open to his sound.With my eyes open because,he's kinda cute to me,and when he sings,he has this passionate look in the way he plays,how he moves his head to the melody,how his hair falls just perfectly above his eyes and how he amazingly sings every melody there is in a song.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(behind his nerdy look that is,but if i would fall for anybody with spectacles,it would be guys like him *swoons*)&lt;/span&gt;. Ooppss..i hope he doesn't really go browsing through blogs that has his names *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,i'm being a fanatic right now.I can literally watch his videos all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top all that,he plays practically,every musical instrument you can think about!!!Genius i tell you,true musician.ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yahh,i have to say,i like his version of Breathe by Taylor Swift,better than the original version!His projection of breathe penetrated through my hard skull lately and reached out to me,making me softer and more relaxed,ignoring my ego,after all the angst i had in myself these few days.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Before this,i was headbanging and screaming to THINK TWICE-EVE 6,you should check out that song too)&lt;/span&gt;.I guess the right music can really save your soul at the right time ey?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZyl8Dtu2o8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZyl8Dtu2o8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/phillypepper1000"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/phillypepper1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"i can't breathe without you,but i have to breathe without you,but i have to..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"....it's 2am,feeling like i just lost a friend,hoping you know it's not easy for me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-7075587518189216983?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7075587518189216983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=7075587518189216983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7075587518189216983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/7075587518189216983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/10/introducing-phil-schawel.html' title='introducing phil schawel.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SsY3EbfTjnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9rvuOJTp74c/s72-c/3006501080_262d09b757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8938220163209535115</id><published>2009-09-26T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:20:28.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boiling point.</title><content type='html'>i've reached my boiling point already,and i'm currently emotionally unstable,bak kata pepatah dayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,i will be staying away in fear of hurting others because of my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might not be contacting or giving response to anybody for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry,i'm just like that.Explaining would just make things worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8938220163209535115?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8938220163209535115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8938220163209535115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8938220163209535115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8938220163209535115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/09/boiling-point.html' title='boiling point.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4455848282324197117</id><published>2009-09-22T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:03:14.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAYA 2009!</title><content type='html'>Woohooo!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Raya 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!At first i wasn't that excited about raya this year,because my close cousins weren't around in Kedah for raya this year,but then,it turned out pretty fun,more than expected,when i have my darlings around ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year,the theme is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.I don't get it,it's like i decide the theme colour every year,my mum would ask "so,what colour this year?" everytime it's time for raya shopping,haha.And my bro would call from KL to ask the same question.I guess i have that power ey? *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;As usual,my dad doesn't follow the theme,whateverrr...men,huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of raya,my family and i didn't do much except having my dad's side of the family over for home-made nasi tomato and other dishes.My 'popoh' and 'kung kung' &lt;em&gt;(grandma and grandpa in chinese)&lt;/em&gt; came over and my uncle as well as cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT2fyYVtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wH8ppTLH0Hs/s1600-h/DSC04941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384215918976456402" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT2fyYVtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wH8ppTLH0Hs/s320/DSC04941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sempat berposing sat di pagi raya,kah3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT3W_jvaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/A-S5JDCZ5Mc/s1600-h/DSC04954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384215933795679650" style="width: 320px; height: 309px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT3W_jvaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/A-S5JDCZ5Mc/s320/DSC04954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rockstar pose wajib XD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT24mSwSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7wwKnCIkTfI/s1600-h/DSC04951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384215925636645154" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT24mSwSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7wwKnCIkTfI/s320/DSC04951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My family,and you can see my kung kung and popoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVg3-qFPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jCLMvTAzlX8/s1600-h/DSC04957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384217746536535282" style="width: 226px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVg3-qFPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jCLMvTAzlX8/s320/DSC04957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My bro and i.luckily he chose (or someone chose) the right baju melayu.Sedondon gak la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT24mSwSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7wwKnCIkTfI/s1600-h/DSC04951.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVhS_87qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/jAWym54zCdA/s1600-h/DSC04960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384217753789722274" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVhS_87qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/jAWym54zCdA/s320/DSC04960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We are total weirdos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVh7KLv6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/n7PUajl5k9Q/s1600-h/DSC04947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384217764570054562" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVh7KLv6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/n7PUajl5k9Q/s320/DSC04947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love my popoh,she's sporting,kind and the best cook you can get! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT3-x3psI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wIlGBH_9jC8/s1600-h/DSC04962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384215944475682498" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT3-x3psI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wIlGBH_9jC8/s320/DSC04962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My mum semangat tudung siti nurhaliza this year,ahakss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT4QB3SDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AqJpxT7vv5k/s1600-h/DSC04963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384215949106169906" style="width: 320px; height: 302px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT4QB3SDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AqJpxT7vv5k/s320/DSC04963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT3-x3psI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wIlGBH_9jC8/s1600-h/DSC04962.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Boleh jadi geng "zet's pose" mak i nihh,pandai gak posing,haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then,the second day of raya was the most fun yet exhausting,ahah!We went everywhere to beraya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;from noon till after midnight&lt;/span&gt;,hebat kan?hoho!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First,i went over to&lt;strong&gt; enon's house&lt;/strong&gt; to eat her spagetti,fetched aina to come eat too.Later on,pikin,madihah,jiba and ifah joined as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVifuzdiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mX1Tp54MZ5Q/s1600-h/DSC04966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384217774387328546" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVifuzdiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mX1Tp54MZ5Q/s320/DSC04966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ate mee kari at Aina's,and spagetti at enon's.We then moved on the &lt;strong&gt;madihah's house&lt;/strong&gt; for Laksam.Menyembang2 kat sana smpai nak dekat kul 6 lebih,haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVi7XfRlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2sx0os5e-40/s1600-h/DSC04971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384217781805729362" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVi7XfRlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2sx0os5e-40/s320/DSC04971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Madihah busy,kami posing dulu,ahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWTY1Mp3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/TOTwZ0tIoYU/s1600-h/DSC04976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384218614348687218" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWTY1Mp3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/TOTwZ0tIoYU/s320/DSC04976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWUHzsW_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/3xxh4JI6wOQ/s1600-h/DSC04978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384218626958842866" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWUHzsW_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/3xxh4JI6wOQ/s320/DSC04978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ohh!!i fell in love with solehah's nephew all over again!comeii kan kan kan??Kot blakang pun bleh tergoda,auuwww..haha!*mering dah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At about 6.30pm,konvoi pergi pula ke &lt;strong&gt;rumah Mr.Wan&lt;/strong&gt;.What a shock when i met my form 6 sejarah teacher there!!And i was like, "ehh,cikgu cena bleh ada kt sini?", "kamu pulak cena bleh ada sini??", "ohh,wan kawan saya cikgu,"..."haaa...wan kwn kamu,cikgu pun wan jugakk"...lerr...the world is sooo small,adik beradik rupanya,hahah!!Inside i was like hoping she didn't mark my trial papers yet,or else she would freak out when she finds out i sent in 2 empty papers for her subject!arghh!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was already late at night,so we went to lepak2 at enon's house first before leaving for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher Zanifa's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.Goshhhhh,teacher hebattt!!makanan penuh satu meja!!kami semua mengiurrrr!Satay,roti puree (her best!),rendang,soto nasi himpit,chocolate cheese brownies,macam-macam la!!Tunggu lagi,makan ahhh!!We wanted to snap pics with teacher,but she was too busy attending her guests,who were ALL SHEGAK2!Both the boys and girls!...mencuci mata jugak laa kat rumah teacher,haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.30pm: Pit stop at &lt;strong&gt;majdiah's house&lt;/strong&gt; pulak.We spent almost an hour or so 'buat ketupat' and laughing like the roof's going to fall down.And her dad didn't stop us from laughing,but joined us as well with his jokes,great man majdiah's dad.He seemed to enjoy us..enjoying our time!LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.30pm: Next destination,&lt;strong&gt;my house&lt;/strong&gt;!!My mum cooked mee soto,and perut still boleh masuk lagi,takpaa,haha!Spent quite some time at my place till midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12.15am: We wanted to go visit Aina initially,because she didn't join us,because she was busy preparing balik kampung (johore) the next day,but she already fell asleep...hmm..going to miss her.Enon duk hingaq nak p bergambar kat istana.Let me tell you,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Istana Anak Bukit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has become a favourite place to hangout and snap pics!!malam raya banyak orang gila kat pintu gerbang tuhh..So we just chose the villa side,where nobody was.We wanted to stay there longer,but &lt;strong&gt;stupid mat rempits&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;laki GATAI BODOHHH&lt;/strong&gt; asyik duk berhenti kacau...freaking HATE THEM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriW-zMqlmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KCyC_Hp4MDE/s1600-h/DSC05001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384219360160814690" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriW-zMqlmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KCyC_Hp4MDE/s320/DSC05001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWUtYWAoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IrzaOQ5Zkno/s1600-h/DSC04999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384218637044679298" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWUtYWAoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IrzaOQ5Zkno/s320/DSC04999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sanggup bangun berdiri atas tuhh,haha!Punya semangat,enon paling semangat,hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWVWKohPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YCulrTOyL_w/s1600-h/DSC05002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384218647993025778" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWVWKohPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YCulrTOyL_w/s320/DSC05002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1am: It was time to send them all home.Yup,i jadi driver malam tuh,ahah.But it was okay,i love driving at night,i had no problem sending them home safely.Anyways,madihah and solehah were coming to have their share of mee soto at 2am,haha.I had to get back home to prepare their bowls and have a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.15am: Madihah,her bro,solehah and one of their cousins came over,and i was glad they ate with smiles on their faces,hoho!!I bleh jamu apa,i jamu ja semua.I even offered to cook carbonara spagetti on the spot for them,punya semangat,haha!!Kenyang2 tuhh,mula la menyembang hal-hal donia....budak2 zaman2 sekarang,kisah2 chenta,and we kept on babbling till we lost track of time.It was about 4am that they decided to go home.Actually,i wanted them to stay longer if i could,tidoq truih pun takpa,haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWVyOb6QI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-GbukB-crHo/s1600-h/DSC05007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384218655525169410" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriWVyOb6QI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-GbukB-crHo/s320/DSC05007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Solehah and madihah kusyuk makan,ngee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriW-dhMERI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vDzqgTN_4M8/s1600-h/DSC05009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384219354341314834" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriW-dhMERI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vDzqgTN_4M8/s320/DSC05009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Awat i jeles tgk rambut madihah lembut,and lawa sgt xtau,ala SALOMA modern kan3? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriVifuzdiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mX1Tp54MZ5Q/s1600-h/DSC04966.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.30am: Time to sleep!!Makan banyak gila,semua rumah yang p,semua pun i makan,haha!Had a memorable day.One thing i realised,friends you know from young,knows you from young.So,we should always try our best to keep that friendship bond going strong.All of us had our own lives,didn't contact each other for so long,but when we met up,we still felt like we knew each other forever.Of course,we had lost some friends along the way,but we're still here.&lt;strong&gt;Love you all!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Woke up at 3.30pm the next day =p &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4455848282324197117?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4455848282324197117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=4455848282324197117' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4455848282324197117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4455848282324197117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-2009.html' title='RAYA 2009!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SriT2fyYVtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wH8ppTLH0Hs/s72-c/DSC04941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6146287509398808237</id><published>2009-09-12T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:31:46.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hohoho..saja boring2 td,tiba2 dpt tune and some words just keep flowing out,so better write it down right ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't fall you know&lt;br /&gt;you can stand your ground,&lt;br /&gt;blind your ears to every&lt;br /&gt;unwanted sounds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like&lt;br /&gt;you've lost all colour,&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to paint back another,&lt;br /&gt;into your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever fall weak,&lt;br /&gt;to those tears in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they're just a bunch of feelings&lt;br /&gt;falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like&lt;br /&gt;they just won't stop,&lt;br /&gt;it's my pleasure to wipe them out,&lt;br /&gt;off your pretty eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever say,&lt;br /&gt;you've lost your way,&lt;br /&gt;every bend has its signs,&lt;br /&gt;to take u back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like&lt;br /&gt;it's cold and dark,&lt;br /&gt;i'll warmth you right down the path,&lt;br /&gt;and shine the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw away,&lt;br /&gt;the treasures in life,&lt;br /&gt;it's those simple things,&lt;br /&gt;you just can't buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like&lt;br /&gt;there's no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and you've run out of hopes to borrow,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6146287509398808237?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6146287509398808237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6146287509398808237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6146287509398808237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6146287509398808237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-be-there.html' title='i&apos;ll be there...'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-473757430844374234</id><published>2009-09-11T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:59:21.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do dreams tell future news</title><content type='html'>Last night,i dreamt something that was out of the blue and unnecessary.I didn't know how the storyline could do anything with what i've been through,or resemble anything i've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that i had a fight with my mum &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(i always have frequent dreams that involve my mum from time to time,but i know why i had those dreams,either i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;merajuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; with her,or i just got scolding from her,but these few months,okay only)&lt;/span&gt;.I can't really recall whether,i just came home from school or from somewhere else,but she ransacked my beg,and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;found a box of cigarettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Mum: YOU SMOKING???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zetty: NOO!!!I don't smoke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Mum: Then why is this cigarette box in your beg hah???!!What happened to you la zettyy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zetty: I'm telling you i don't smoke,and i don't know how that box of cigarettes got into my beg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Mum: Don't try to lie laaa!!!Mama never teach you to become like this!!I'm so dissapointed with you!!How can you be so wild like this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zetty: *crying* Maaa!!!i told you,it's not me,I'M NOT SMOKING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then,slammed the door,and cried in my room,angry that i couldn't defend and explain myself.I was in agony she didn't trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all kind of ended with me waking up this morning in tears,but the dream left me puzzled.I didn't know what kind of meaning or why that dream came up all the sudden without any quarrel between me and my mum.It made no sense to me at all,especially &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;cigarettes&lt;/span&gt;.......until later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out some news today,and read all the dissapointing and hurtful words i could only hardly bear.&lt;br /&gt;Watching someone i decided to let go fall into pieces,becoming somebody i never hoped for,is not easy,and will never be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are throwing away the treasures of life you have and doing all you can to kill your life,when the closest ones to you are trying their best to keep you and themselves alive!&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;They're looking out for any possibilities to keep breathing and see the world the next day,and mustering all their might to keep living for the ones they love,and there you are,taking any possibilities to throw it all away!!&lt;/span&gt;Yes,of course you're going through a hard time,and i can't say i understand,but that doesn't give you the right to hurt the ones who love you,may it be in front of them or behind their backs.You...among all people...should realise by now,who really loves you,who really cares about you,who really completes your life.....rather than...putting &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; who betrayed you once&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(or more)&lt;/span&gt; so high up on the pedestal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep saying that you're alone,you have no one,..but that's because you put yourself in that position!!Every dark has its stars of hope,but you just want to blind yourself to them,when you know they're there!!Just open your eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's excruciatingly painful and hurting for me okay,that i can't scream all these words to you,and shake you back to your senses!!cuz...i've decided a long time ago not to care anymore,but knowing it will be impossible,because i still care,and have all the love i can give to you.But there's nothing i can do,because i am no more the closest one to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~.........i hate it when my dreams have something to do with tomorrows.Now,it's hard for me to accept my dreams as everyday routines,and turning them more into fears....fears of what is going to come or happen next.If it is that way,then please,i don't want to dream anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-473757430844374234?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-9031976191716236956</id><published>2009-09-05T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:55:00.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm all about laziness</title><content type='html'>Imagine this,i think that every dictionary should define me as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'LAZY'&lt;/span&gt;.You know,like when you're searching for the word 'lazy',then with the definition comes my face along with it!yeah!Or maybe insert some extra info, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"If you still dont understand what lazy means,just look at this face,and she defines it all"&lt;/span&gt;.hey,i would be in the great books of Oxford dictionary or Longman,cool isnt it!.....okay,so not funny.I cant help myself being like this.FYI,here's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the list of things i should be doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BY NOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1)draw and colour my lukisan akhir for seni (canvas sudah siap,yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2)type all the segala mak nenek for the seni folio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3)completing the 30 sejarah essays i should have submitted by last week. (only did 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4)study and 'khatam' all subjects for my coming trials next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5)get my body used to sleeping early,by 12am the latest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i have been doing INSTEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1) facebook-ing  the first thing in the morning,with my face mask and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;air liur basi&lt;/span&gt; still visible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)coming home from school,with my beg closed.And it remains tht way the next day,untouched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3)watching tv like i have no tomorrow (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or like every episode is the last episode&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)daydreaming about people and things i shouldn't be daydreaming about.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreams should stay as dreams,cuz those dreams won't come true&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ronda2&lt;/span&gt; with my dad's Myvi whenever i get the chance,to the point tht i'm restless if i don't go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Flying off into another world listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;7)playing with Jay (my cat),and watching him fall asleep.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shooo cuteyyy!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;8)being a batwoman during the night,and waking up a panda the next morning.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tried to sleep okay,but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'farmville' &lt;/span&gt;with a family of kambings behind my house screaming non-stop,how to sleep!...should i try sleeping pills?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually,there's more,but basically,you get the point right?Sometimes,i do get jealous,or maybe unsatisfied how certain people with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so many boyfriends and attention&lt;/span&gt; can finish all their homework.ahahah...But they're the ones most at risk,because once they fall apart from their attention,it's like walking on wire for them.Thankfully i'm not in that state,but still,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i am terribly unmotivated&lt;/span&gt; to keep my feet moving,or in this case &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my BRAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has all the passion in studying gone to?(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;well,as if i've had a passion in studying all along,but still i was better before okay&lt;/span&gt;.)Kalau macam ni kena cari bf gak la bagi semangat balik,haha!cewah,cakap mcm la i nih wanted sgt,tak mau aihh.Love is so overrated.Now i rarely say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'i love you'&lt;/span&gt; to anyone already,when actually i want to...hmm...i wonder why...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay,focus zet FOCUS!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it all doesn't work out for me in the end and i end up as a failure,do come visit me at my cokodok stall by the roadside okay.Who knows i might even give you discount price for my newly yet-to-be invented&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; cheese cokodok!!&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;annoying isnt it how i can be so sarcastic at critical times like this,bear it with me&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiishiteru amigos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-9031976191716236956?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9031976191716236956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=9031976191716236956' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9031976191716236956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/9031976191716236956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-all-about-laziness.html' title='i&apos;m all about laziness'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-2539278266514173539</id><published>2009-08-27T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:17:58.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeh dooriyan</title><content type='html'>Okay,i know this is so not me,but at first i fell in love with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;piano instrumental version which a guy from youtube named Mahesh&lt;/span&gt; played.Here's the link,if you want to check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmT-TDxMoy0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmT-TDxMoy0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,i went to search for the real song,goshhh..lagi la i minat,haha!But,it didn't come to mind that such a bollywood song,would have such heart touching lyrics,honestly deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yeh dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;,if according to this youtube fellow laa,means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"This Distance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYecKLh7iRs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYecKLh7iRs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ye dooriyan Ye dooriyan Ye dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In Raahon Ki Dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nigahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Humrahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fanaa ho sabhi dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distance between paths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distance between eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distance between companions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All these distances should finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kyun koi paas hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Door hai Kyun koi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jaane Na koi yahaan pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why someone is near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;While someone is away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nobody knows this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Aa Raha paas ya door main ja raha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Janu na mein hoon kahaan pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I coming near or going far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know where I am going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ye dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In raahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nigaahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hum-raahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fanaah ho sabhi dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ye dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ye dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kabhi hua ye bhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Khaali raahon pe bhi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tu tha mere saath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There was a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you were with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even on empty path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kabhi tujhe mil ke lauta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mera dil ye khaali khaali haath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ye bhi hua kabhi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jaise hua abhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tujhko sabhi mein paa liya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There was a time when my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Returned empty handed after meeting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This had happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As if it has happened just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I found you in everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tera mujhe kar jaati hai dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sataati hain dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tarsaati hain dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fanaah ho sabhi dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distances between us makes me yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distances torment me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distances make me long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All these distances should finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kaha bhi na maine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nahin jeena maine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tu jo na mila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That I won't live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If I didn't get you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tujhe bhule se bhi na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bola na main ye bhi chahun fasla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't even say this by mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That I want distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bas faasla rahe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ban ke kasak jo kahe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ho aur chahat ye jawaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now there is just distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Which says in the form of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That love should blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Teri meri mit jaani hain dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Begaani hain dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Our distance will finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distance is a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hat jani hain dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fanaah ho sabhi dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The distance will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All these distances should finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kyun koi paas hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Door hai Kyun koi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jaane Na koi yahaan pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Aa Raha paas ya door mein ja raha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Janu na mein hoon kahaan pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ye dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In raahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nigaahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hum-raahon ki dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fanaah ho sabhi dooriyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;PS: Lepas nih sapa nak karaoke lagu nihh,jomm!!Now i really need to get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Aaj Kal&lt;/span&gt;'s dvd,hahah...goshh..what have i turned into lately,all this sentimental side of me is overtaking my macho self,haha...help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-2539278266514173539?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2539278266514173539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=2539278266514173539' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/2539278266514173539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/2539278266514173539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeh-dooriyan.html' title='yeh dooriyan'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8843281475202269784</id><published>2009-08-25T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:32:01.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dismantle.repair</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys,i know it has been such a long time,since i last updated my blog.It's not that i haven't been doing much in my life lately,perhaps i'm just not in the mood to put them in words yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see,it's puasa month right?surely it's puasa month,duhh...oh well,in history,for the first time in my life i couldnt puasa on the 1st day,hahah!..wuuhuu..what an 'achievement' ey?XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day before puasa,i went on a kenduri trip with alya and majdiah.Damn what a ride it was!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*jumps with excitement*&lt;/span&gt;  If only i could record and make our whole journey into a movie,maybe i would categorise it as...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adventure/comedy/thriller&lt;/span&gt;,hahaha...i bet it would make it big,might even be a blockbuster!!Okay fine,i'm overreacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to take only about 20 minutes to reach Sarah's new house at Darulaman Heights,but instead,it took us &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(me driving)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1 hour plus&lt;/span&gt;!Thanx to 3 heads and 3 pairs of eyes who are more blurr than sane &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sat kanan,sat kiri,sat u-turn&lt;/span&gt;...eh laa...you know what,i was lucky enough there was no traffic police around in jitra at that time,or else,there would be countless summon tickets waiting for my dad to pay up,haha!Crossing roads when i please,u-turn at obviously impossible turns to make.Oh yah,not forgetting me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nearly plunging the car into a big drain&lt;/span&gt;.Why?i wanted to reverse and press on the brakes,but what happened was my kain, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(here's a lesson why your parents advise you not to wear long kain to drive)&lt;/span&gt; got stuck at the accelerator,and my feet went to step on it instead of the brakes!whossshhhh!!But!!I was fast enough to react and move my feet back to the brakes...well,at the expense of alya and majid nearly banging their heads on the window,hehe..Thank god...The response i got from them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"zet..jangan zet...aku tak kahwin lagi.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah!...we got lost quite far from where we were supposed to reach.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak p tasik jitra je pon,tapi sesat macam duk kat KL bleh&lt;/span&gt;,haha!..my fault,my bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SpPyap5T24I/AAAAAAAAANQ/kOiZR52D9ls/s1600-h/sarah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SpPyap5T24I/AAAAAAAAANQ/kOiZR52D9ls/s400/sarah2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373905320119884674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In an hour,we reached sarah's place,and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;melahap habis-habis lerr,tunggu lagi&lt;/span&gt;...after all that trouble and adventure,it got us freaking hungry.Nyum nyum,sedap &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasi kenduri Sarah&lt;/span&gt;,hohoho!!&lt;br /&gt;We spent time catching up and reminiscing the good old school days,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;she's leaving for Canada soon,doing Global Studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SpPybF5ZPqI/AAAAAAAAANY/AvIMmRMoE1Y/s1600-h/6489_1199723069794_1130054510_613415_5169487_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SpPybF5ZPqI/AAAAAAAAANY/AvIMmRMoE1Y/s400/6489_1199723069794_1130054510_613415_5169487_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373905327636430498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 6pm,we said our goodbyes,and headed off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Madihah's house&lt;/span&gt; for our second helping of kenduri delicacies,ohoo!!Upon reaching her home,everybody there was like,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"ampa p mana??awat lama sgt??"&lt;/span&gt; Ahahah..and i apologised and admitted that i was still an inexperienced driver,especially when it came to memorising roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun meeting up with my friends again,but then,after this,we're all back to our own lives again,chasing what we're supposed to chase,to have a purpose in life,may it be in work or love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about feelings,on the first day of puasa,which fell on a saturday,i felt forgotten and lonely for real!wow...what a feeling that was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(excluding the fact i was PMSing)&lt;/span&gt;.I sms-ed most of my friends,but got no reply from any of them at all,for almost the whole day.I started thinking that maybe my handphone had some malfunction or something.So i sent a message to di'ah,asking her to reply anything at all,for i want to check whether something was wrong with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Hp ank xdak prob apa aihh,memang org xmau msg u,kan u hanya secebis capati hangit jaaa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih la sat,haha...though she was the straightforward yet sarcastic type,she was the kindest at heart because she did send a reply even though it got me a bit emo for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok,times like these would be aplenty in coming years of my life,so why bother now.If i make it bother me now,it would be hard for me to adapt later on when it really matters the most for me to be standing strong on my own two feet,isnt that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately,i've been replaying songs from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;asian kung-fu generation&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;trading yesterday&lt;/span&gt;,and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;anberlin&lt;/span&gt;.Their songs are very evergreen,i never get bored of them.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A day late friend&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anberlin&lt;/span&gt; especially,got me swaying away into daydreams.I don't know,somehow i feel like i can connect to that song,in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"..what made you hesitate to tell me with words what you really feel.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"..Can't help but entertain the thoughts,thoughts of us together.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Who knew what we know now,could've been more,but you're still my day late friend.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't exactly explain how,or who,or why..but it's just there.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows,maybe it's meant for you,who are reading the blog right now &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do check out anberlin's songs if you can,they're amazing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~you will fly,you will crawl,god knows that even angels fall..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8843281475202269784?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8843281475202269784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8843281475202269784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8843281475202269784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8843281475202269784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/08/dismantlerepair.html' title='dismantle.repair'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SpPyap5T24I/AAAAAAAAANQ/kOiZR52D9ls/s72-c/sarah2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4612852387445539287</id><published>2009-07-25T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:25:20.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i didn't say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;drowning in a sea of regrets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;screaming silent words left unsaid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;still my eyes let you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;while my heart says please no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my fingers wrapped in fists,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hopes dissapearing in the mist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;while i draw a smile to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lips,outside red,beneath blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emerging is a split personality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the same of what you know of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but different of what i am,what i want inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;because of you,i have to divide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;your happiness,is my happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but it still hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;your wishes,are my wishes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but it still aches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm not part of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;believing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i could've been part of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;still dreaming,hoping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be part of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be a part of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Underneath it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;your happiness will always be my happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;your wishes will always be my wishes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;you will always be a part of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;though i'm slipping away slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As i'm walking away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;heads down in disarray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hope you'll realise one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;of what i didn't say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Smn78srh9uI/AAAAAAAAANI/SdTvnE0d9gk/s1600-h/man-walking-away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Smn78srh9uI/AAAAAAAAANI/SdTvnE0d9gk/s400/man-walking-away.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362093851565749986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~originally by zetty~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:..wuhuuuu...all the sudden my mind started to write down those words,dont know what i was thinking about also,ahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4612852387445539287?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4612852387445539287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=4612852387445539287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4612852387445539287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4612852387445539287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-didnt-say.html' title='what i didn&apos;t say'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Smn78srh9uI/AAAAAAAAANI/SdTvnE0d9gk/s72-c/man-walking-away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-6089032972913208073</id><published>2009-07-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:44:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....losing hope.</title><content type='html'>im starting to feel like,i can't do this form 6 thing,arghhhH!HH.....kerja kursus seni,which,i believe,i have only done about 30% only,needs to be submitted by the first week of next month!!The canvas has already been given,and we're supposed to start drawing on it by tomorrow,and i freaking don't have anything to draw!!!And this time,i can't bear to make any mistake,and expect to erase it with an eraser,cuz that's just impossible!!no more mistakes can be done,crazy ahh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet,my sketches are still weak,and too few to make up a thick folio!!!i haven't typed yet for the research part,and how the hell am i supposed to translate all that artsy english explanations into BM!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus,next week is going to be a hectic week,with speech day rehearsals,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buat sampai dua hari!!nak berlatih amik hadiah je pon!!ishh laa..&lt;/span&gt;.which means,im gonna miss out completing the seni stuff,while others are ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making things worse for my mood today,i had to endure a whole one hour of economics lecturing from my dad just now,right after tuition..and guess what tuition,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ECONOMICS&lt;/span&gt; tuition!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..u need to understand the fundamentals of economics....bla bla bla.." "apply economics in ur daily life...bla bla bla..." "spend at least one hour to read english economics books...bla bla.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screaming my lungs out!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,i wish he could just understand,economics to apply in life like he does,is totally different from economics to apply FOR STPM!!We are stucked in the perimeter of how we should answer questions,guidelines we should follow,we can't just come up with analogies like the adults do!....and i told him before,i'll study economics,but i can't promise i'll put my whole heart into it like him or my bro.So,i would really prefer,and hope,he leaves me the way i am,and lets me get through this form 6 process that has been making me feeling at the edge the whole time.I just want to get all this over with,and venture into something that i can at least have passion about,and not complain to stay up late doing such work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breathe in,.....breathe out.....breathe in....breathe out...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yahh,guess what,i got this fortune from facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"None of the secrets of succes will work unless you do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such irony isn't it??considering how stressed up i am right now,and all the sudden,walahhhh!!That's my fortune for the day...whatever.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-6089032972913208073?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6089032972913208073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=6089032972913208073' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6089032972913208073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/6089032972913208073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/07/losing-hope.html' title='.....losing hope.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-5953427795522316729</id><published>2009-07-07T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:29:01.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you friend for a reason,season,or a lifetime =)</title><content type='html'>People come into your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="clear_none"&gt;for a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;When you  know which one it is,&lt;br /&gt;you will know what to do for that person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON,&lt;br /&gt;it is usually to meet  a need you have expressed.&lt;br /&gt;They have come to assist you through a  difficulty,&lt;br /&gt;to provide you with guidance and support,&lt;br /&gt;to aid you  physically, emotionally or spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM-8HKqU3I/AAAAAAAAANA/gBisoE0xF6U/s1600-h/1_531522915l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM-8HKqU3I/AAAAAAAAANA/gBisoE0xF6U/s400/1_531522915l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355693584310489970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may seem like a godsend and they are.&lt;br /&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any  wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,&lt;br /&gt;this person will say or  do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they  die.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to  take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that&lt;br /&gt;our need has been met,&lt;br /&gt;our  desire fulfilled,&lt;br /&gt;their work is done.&lt;br /&gt;The prayer you sent up has been  answered and now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt; &lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM9dn6ssWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/l5hoANSCJ_Q/s1600-h/8973726465327l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM9dn6ssWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/l5hoANSCJ_Q/s400/8973726465327l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355691961014333794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="clear_none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a  SEASON,&lt;br /&gt;because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.&lt;br /&gt;They bring  you an experience of peace or make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;They may teach you something  you have never done.&lt;br /&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM9eIj1csI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Pfr2BNJYb1k/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM9eIj1csI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Pfr2BNJYb1k/s400/DSC00117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355691969776808642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME  relationships teach you lifetime lessons,&lt;br /&gt;things you must build upon in  order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to accept the  lesson,&lt;br /&gt;love the person and put what you have learned&lt;br /&gt;to use in all other  relationships and areas of your life.&lt;br /&gt;It is said that love is blind but  friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life,&lt;br /&gt;whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM9dRiNRyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GevNe3UrMGQ/s1600-h/1_448116915l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM9dRiNRyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GevNe3UrMGQ/s400/1_448116915l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355691955006031650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: A friend of mine,shared this poem with me,since i liked it so much,and it's very enlightening,i thought it would be a good idea to share it with u all too ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-5953427795522316729?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5953427795522316729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=5953427795522316729' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/5953427795522316729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/5953427795522316729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-friend-for-reasonseasonor.html' title='are you friend for a reason,season,or a lifetime =)'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SlM-8HKqU3I/AAAAAAAAANA/gBisoE0xF6U/s72-c/1_531522915l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4366982213469056095</id><published>2009-06-25T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:45:21.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving and being left behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SkMgOb4v5MI/AAAAAAAAAMI/b-DVqRWZFx8/s1600-h/l_21bdb4d557f1557996c564ce9a91ec4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SkMgOb4v5MI/AAAAAAAAAMI/b-DVqRWZFx8/s400/l_21bdb4d557f1557996c564ce9a91ec4c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351156214622315714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The difference&lt;/span&gt; between the two?one,u have to do the leaving,the other,people are leaving you.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The similarities?&lt;/span&gt;Both will hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far,i've never really experienced leaving people behind yet,so i don't quite know what that feeling is like.But,people leaving me is something hard to swallow,what more if i have to do the leaving right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,leaving or being left is something one has to encounter,and go through,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to be the best we can be&lt;/span&gt;,to answer the callng of our dreams,and maybe to be a better person.However,the fact that all the above&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; are not guaranteed&lt;/span&gt;,is what tends to pull us behind from wanting to move on.That,uncertainty of the certainty we wished for,leaves us afraid,of making that leap of faith.That leap into a new world,crossing over from our comfort zone,that leap that gets our feet off the ground we stepped for so long,the circle of trust we believe in,the people we love,and still want to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last moment of decision,questions start to flood your mind.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Is it really worth it?Will i gain as much happiness i have here over there?What if things here change into something i can't accept?What if i change into something i'm not?How am i going to stay strong without my pillars of strength to support me?&lt;/span&gt;You want things to stay the same,but deep inside you,you know reality will hit you right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlings,life is to be cherished,risks are to be taken,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you can't be tasting the sweetness of life without having to swallow some splashes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bitterness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.We can only hope,but hope dangles on a string,that is held by two hands which you can only control your hand.Nothing can be done,if the other hand lets go.But if,both hands,stay united,grasping as hard as u grasp,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hope will be there to stay&lt;/span&gt;.All of you are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;destined for greatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a couple of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quotes from lyrics&lt;/span&gt;,that i think you should bear in mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Happiness is like the old man told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Look for it, but you’ll never find it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Let it go, live your life and leave it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Then one day, wake up and she’ll be home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~The fray - Happiness~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; The sun is setting and it's ending 'cause you're letting it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Forgetting everything you already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;And it all goes to show that you're moving too slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;It will end up changing you, it will end up changing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Life flies by so you have to embrace it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Forget the past 'cause you cannot erase it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;So live the dream, and learn to chase it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;And when you can almost taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;It's all come alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~My Favorite Highway- You're making it all come alive~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Doesn't mean it's never been this way before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;All you can do is try to know who your friends are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;As you head off to the war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;You'll come back when it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Regina Spektor - The Call~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Stop and stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;You start to wonder why you're here, not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And you'd give anything to get what's fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;But fair ain't what you really need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~One Republic - Stop and Stare~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; The tension is here&lt;br /&gt;Tension is here&lt;br /&gt;Between who you are and who you could be&lt;br /&gt;Between how it is and how it should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Maybe redemption has stories to tell&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell&lt;br /&gt;Where can you run to escape from yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~Switchfoot - Dare you to move~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Livin might mean takin chances but theyre worth takin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I hope you dance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lee Ann Womack - I hope you dance~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; friend&lt;/span&gt; once sent me an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;,saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"as we grow up,we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to let us down probably will.u'll have ur HEART BROKEN more than once and it's hard every time.u'll break hearts too so remember how it felt when sum1 BROKE yours.u'll fight with ur FRIENDS n maybe even fall in LOVE with them,u'll BLAME a new love for things an old one did.u'll cry cuz time is passing by n u eventually love some1 close to u..so take many PICTURES,LAUGH too much,n LOVE like u're never been hurt because every 60 seconds you upset is a minute of happiness u'll never get back.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SkMiDZX2FbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4QljKsBPn6U/s1600-h/2264143479_7113bde2d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 367px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SkMiDZX2FbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4QljKsBPn6U/s400/2264143479_7113bde2d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351158223992133042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and the sms ended with her asking,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; "zet,ada grammar mistake x?.."&lt;/span&gt; hahhaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once told a friend, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"if forgetting me makes you a better person,then forget me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what,life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets,so love the people who treat you right,forget about the ones who don't and believe that everything happens for a reason.If you get a chance,take it.If it changes your life,let it.Nobody said life would be easy,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they just promised it would be worth it...&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SkMiDXDZZcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Re5kMvYqz_Q/s1600-h/release.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SkMiDXDZZcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Re5kMvYqz_Q/s400/release.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351158223369496002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4366982213469056095?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4366982213469056095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=4366982213469056095' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4366982213469056095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4366982213469056095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/06/leaving-and-being-left-behind.html' title='leaving and being left behind.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/SkMgOb4v5MI/AAAAAAAAAMI/b-DVqRWZFx8/s72-c/l_21bdb4d557f1557996c564ce9a91ec4c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1557781839756691492</id><published>2009-06-25T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:36:25.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe...jiba pnya tag plak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 78%;"&gt;1. Apa Perasaan Anda Sekarang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;"&gt;sick,contented,yet lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Saya nak makan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my own muffins,haha..lama x masak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Saya x suka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leaving,and people leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Impian saya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to write great music tht can change people's lives,hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Haiwan yang saya x suka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;katak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Saya harapkan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;memories will remain =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Jika boleh putarkan masa...&lt;br /&gt;i wished i wasn't oversensitive,and ruin things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Saya pada 10 tahun akan datang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;married,with a career i'm happy with,and twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Handphone saya adalah sebuah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my symbol of independence,!ahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Saya pernah bercinta sebanyak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahhh...3 jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Saya suka pada.&lt;br /&gt;kucing2 saya,haha...and my darlings =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Kawan-kawan saya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;irreplacable!!dare u disturb them,i kill u!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13. Pernah dikhianati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14. Apakah yang anda hendak lakukan terhadap orang yg mengkhianati anda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biarkan saja,and believe in KARMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15. Senaraikan 8 org utk di tagged:&lt;/div&gt;saper nak buat,buat ler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1557781839756691492?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1557781839756691492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1557781839756691492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1557781839756691492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1557781839756691492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/06/hehejiba-pnya-tag-plak.html' title='hehe...jiba pnya tag plak...'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-8504734455961050749</id><published>2009-06-16T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:20:37.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by pumpkin.</title><content type='html'>adoihh,sakit2 badan kot,baru satu hari main skating,jatohhh terukk,injury mcm2 buat i rasa mcm org tua,hahah!....neways,back to the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Zetty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Zet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Kang (haha...rarely hear anymore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Anis (only my chinese side of the family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. 3 April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. 24 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. 6 September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. 19 January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 30 MINUTES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. sms friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. mandi2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. repeatedly listening to touch my hand david archuletta,kah3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. day dreaming,hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR WAYS TO BE HAPPY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. laughter is the best medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. karaoke and scream ur lungs out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. hanging out with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. cooking!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Mr T,i kinda miss him,donno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Ryan!!seriouss hensemmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Cikgu Ariyaty,haah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. my cousins in australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECIEVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. a handycam!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. an acoustic or electronic drumset!Roland or Yamaha,hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. my own car?*wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. a kiss (cewahh,romantik plak dh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. sleeping..Zzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. dvd marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. aerobic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR PLACES OR COUNTRY YOU WANT TO GO FOR VACATION :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR FAVOURITE DRINKS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Soya bean milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Teh ais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. fresh Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Lengkong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR THINGS ALWAYS FOUND IN YOUR BAG/HANDBAG :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.tisu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. rm1 notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.more tissues,haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry,but i dont own a handbag,haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR FAVOURITE COLORS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP FOUR HANGOUTS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Pasar malam taman nuri&lt;br /&gt;2. City plaza&lt;br /&gt;3. Oldtown white coffee&lt;br /&gt;4.taman rimba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP FOUR U LOVE SO MUCH :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. my cats!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. my music collections!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP FOUR "THINGS" SPECIAL TO YOU :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. my book of lyrics,ngehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. my camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. my bro's buitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.photo albums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP FOUR WHO YOU WILL TAGGED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.sapa2 nak buat,buat lahh,haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;TOP FOUR REASONS WHY YOU ANSWERED THIS SURVEY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. cuz im in freaking pain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. cuz i've never ignored madihah's tagged before ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. cuz it's kind of lame,i like doing lame stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. again..in freaking pain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-8504734455961050749?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8504734455961050749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=8504734455961050749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8504734455961050749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/8504734455961050749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-pumpkin.html' title='tagged by pumpkin.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-5452105964115439361</id><published>2009-06-09T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:50:17.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AURORA at the singer-songwriters acoustic competition).</title><content type='html'>I'll post the videos first,and story it later k ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I participated in the &lt;strong&gt;singer-songwriters acoustic competition at Menara Alor Star for the Karnival Hijau Kuning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew about this quite a while already,but i wasn't interested,until my juniors fina and hanim approached me to form a group to join this competition.We had to prepare 2 original songs.I suggested them &lt;strong&gt;'kesepian'&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; 'say i'm yours'&lt;/strong&gt; which were written about 2 yrs ago,and they liked it.So,we decided on singing those 2 songs.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hanim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was creative adding a little 'goreng' part in kesepian,which made the song much longer and nicer to hear&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.Fina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has really great vocals,and she really did justice to the songs,and sang them the way i can't,made me really proud,ngeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After practising for a few days,the day had arrived,7th June 2009,haha!All of us were nervous &lt;em&gt;(ok laaa,i'm the most nervous one)&lt;/em&gt;,but it was a long wait to perform,because of some miscommunication between organisers and the people responsibile for preparing the stage and stuff.An event that was supposed to start at 2pm started about 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During registering,we couldnt think of any name,so i just wrote down&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; AURORA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.That name just popped into my mind because one of my friends asked me what aurora was few days back.Well,according to wikipedia,hehe...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Aurora (astronomy),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a glow in the sky seen at polar latitudes, commonly referred to as the "northern lights" or the "southern lights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Aurora (mythology)&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; =&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the goddess of the dawn in Roman mythology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,which one do you think we are?*blink blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first the girls were like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"hahah..ewww...aurora,xper laa hentam je laa".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But now,i'm pretty much liking the name,hahah!!SOunds...nice,easy to remember,and i believe can create an impact too,ohohoh!Too much hope on a name maybe??ahhh,let it be =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There weren't much crowd except family and close friends of the participants that evening.I understand,because it was freaking blazing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; okayyy.All the other groups were good and very indie,hehe.Not mentioning &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we were the only girls taking part&lt;/span&gt;,haha!!Which made us stand out more of course *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were about 7 groups,if i'm not mistaken that took part in the semi finals.We chose to sing 'kesepian',and we had some error nearing the end of the song.We felt kind of down after performing that evening believing we wouldnt make it to the finals.(5 groups would be chosen for the finals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,as they say,expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"5 kumpulan yang akan ke final malam nanti...LBB.....AURORA!!!.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aHHHHH!!!we squeeked and gasped of excitement!We then went home,and get some rest for the finals that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,you can say i dressed up unusually me for this event,haha...i tied my hair,i wore this white long zipped SODA shirt i bought 2 yrs ago which i hadn't worn before until now,haha!But sorry,i didnt snap any pics of me that night,bluwekkk,kihkihkih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The competition started at about 9pm.And there was more crowd this time,mostly filled with friends laa.Jiba,madihah,ifah,mat alip,an,di'ah,and some of my classmates were there too,so happy that they were there!My mum went too,and sat with the other parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came to our turn,the mc had to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"yaa,sekarang giliran kumpulan yang dinanti-nantikan oleh jejaka jejaka sekalian,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AURORA&lt;/span&gt;!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haah..why did he have to put it that wayy,maluuu tauu,hohohoho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started of with Say i'm yours first,then finished our performance with Kesepian.Oh yahh,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;listen to the judges comments at the end of the kesepian video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,hahah..kena hentam gak laa,huuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZ69N4lsBQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZ69N4lsBQc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PUB2zxa8rDg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PUB2zxa8rDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received an overwhelming applause,which gave us a good feeling,and i was happy the crowd enjoyed our performance,though i was pitchy at times,hahah!!I wasn't confident we could get any placing,but other people were.I was only guessing for a 3rd placing,but guess what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"tempat kedua..AURORA!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHhhhh again!!hehehe....suprised okayyy,we were really honoured and fortunate to get 2nd place.The prize was rm200 and a hamper.We then got responses from the organisers that they loved our songs,and our songs should be heard,then asked for our contact number,just in case they could call us for any other gigs maybe,i don't know,haha!Rock the world perhaps!!hahahah!!okay...that's too much of a dream,ngee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time i performed in front of a public crowd,and i'm still getting used to it,but it is really an undescribable feeling to know that people actually appreciate and favour the songs kesepian and say i'm yours.I'm not really sure yet,but aurora might go and record the songs properly and mix it well at a recording studio some time soon,we'll see!!hope for the best! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-5452105964115439361?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-2114854925414705585</id><published>2009-06-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:41:16.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 names,50 answers.</title><content type='html'>my dear pumpkin tag i,xbleh x buat laa,hahha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and regulation of the tag ;All 21 people must do unless you don't have a blog. Write the names of 21 friends you can think of in your head. And then answer the questions , Say you're guessing if you don't know , but at least guess on all of them.After doing this , tag your unlucky friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ku Madihah&lt;br /&gt;2. tut tut&lt;br /&gt;3. nabila zahir&lt;br /&gt;4. Najiba&lt;br /&gt;5. Aina&lt;br /&gt;6. Majdiah&lt;br /&gt;7. Iffah&lt;br /&gt;8. Enon&lt;br /&gt;9. Dayang&lt;br /&gt;10. Mat alip&lt;br /&gt;11. Hamdan&lt;br /&gt;12. Hasnira&lt;br /&gt;13. Alya ijlaili&lt;br /&gt;14. Afeshuhaida&lt;br /&gt;15. Aminah Amin&lt;br /&gt;16. Pak Tam&lt;br /&gt;17. Ain syamin&lt;br /&gt;18. Pa'ah&lt;br /&gt;19. K'on&lt;br /&gt;20. Adibah Anggun&lt;br /&gt;21. ZiZi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do you meet 7?&lt;br /&gt;*Ifah,haha...through high school,ingat lagik,dia bg tumpah kuah kt baju sekolah i!hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you and 15 had never met?&lt;br /&gt;* Then i wouldnt know who to call buncit at tht time,haha!jgn marah minahh,haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 1 dated?&lt;br /&gt;*O_o??HOH!!jeleshhh...direct dibah dgn madihah nak date,cukup2 laa dating kt merbok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you seen 17 cried?&lt;br /&gt;*ermm..so far,not yet,kan ain,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4 and 16 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA,pak tam dgn jibaa,haha..mcm comeii jaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think 11 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;*hamdan??yahh,in his own way,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's 2 favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;*ahh...hmm...ok i dont know,haha!maroon?..more to reddish stuff,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you talked to 9?&lt;br /&gt;*talk wif dyg ah??haha. computer to computer call counted?few months back i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What language does 8 speak？&lt;br /&gt;*enon suma bleh,kedah,kL,KELANTAN,haha.siam pn bleh paaa enon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is 13 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;*no one i think,alya's going out wif me,hahah!weekly aerobics,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever date 17 ?&lt;br /&gt;*hahaha...ain takot nak dating dgn i,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where does 18 live?&lt;br /&gt;*taman mahkota...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the best thing about 4?&lt;br /&gt;*she rockss,haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What would you like to tell 10 right now ?&lt;br /&gt;*mat alip!!!aku tak kacau aihh cinta heangg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the best thing about 20?&lt;br /&gt;*she never fails to amuse me and make me laugh,plus,filial daughter too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever kiss 2?&lt;br /&gt;*aa....pipi jaa,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the best memory you have of 5?&lt;br /&gt;*too many with aina,kena kejaq mat rempit,cooking muffins together,falling off the table at the kotiyau siam stall bcuz of a cat fight,haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When's the next time you're going to see 4?&lt;br /&gt;*Next week,hopefully =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How is 7 different from 6?&lt;br /&gt;*ifah istimewa,haha..majid blurr,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 2 pretty?&lt;br /&gt;*to me,definitely eye catching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What was your 1st impression of 15?&lt;br /&gt;*huh...suka buli org.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How did you meet 3?&lt;br /&gt;*smk sultanah bahiyah,hehe...through stage acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Is 5 your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;*hehe..of course,have always been,sehati sejiwa,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate 12?&lt;br /&gt;* nOOOoo..though sometimes she likes to bully me,but she never fails to be there when i need her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen 18 in the last month?&lt;br /&gt;*yup yup!!thankx pa'ah mai support i nyanyik,haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. When was the last time you saw 16?&lt;br /&gt;*last week at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you been to 5's house?&lt;br /&gt;*many times,ngahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When's the next time you'll see 10?&lt;br /&gt;*this saturday maybe?kihkihkih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you close to 11?&lt;br /&gt;*yup,very close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you been to the movies with 4?&lt;br /&gt;*everytime i could,i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you gotten in trouble with 8?&lt;br /&gt;*nope,kita bahagiaa,hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you give 19 a hug?&lt;br /&gt;*sure!!a big one too!!long time havent seen her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. When have you lied to 3?&lt;br /&gt;*hmm...i dont know,i find it hard to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Is 11 good at socializing?&lt;br /&gt;*yahh,he's pretty friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What's the best thing about your friendship with 9?&lt;br /&gt;*though we've been through tough times,we can still be honest with each other n remain friends for soOOO long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Has 21 met your parents?&lt;br /&gt;*21?heheh..she has met my mom before in johor i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. How did you meet 11?&lt;br /&gt;*through chatting,MIRC.ahakss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3?&lt;br /&gt;*yeshhh,kind of bruised her arm into pale blue too!!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you live close to 7?&lt;br /&gt;*ahh,quite near laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is 8's favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;*anything cheesyyyyyyy,like me!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What kind of car does 1 have?&lt;br /&gt;*MERCEDES PUTIHHH!!oOppps silap,pak dia pnya...hiasan bak kata number 1,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you traveled anywhere with 9?&lt;br /&gt;*travelled around melaka wif her,hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If you give 14 a $100 , What would she / he spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;*afe ah..hmm..clothes maybe?hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:xmau laa tag sapa2,haha..who wants to do,maa do lorr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-2114854925414705585?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2114854925414705585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=2114854925414705585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/2114854925414705585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/2114854925414705585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/06/21-names21-answers.html' title='21 names,50 answers.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1060214948535692933</id><published>2009-05-28T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:19:51.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding plans?hah!...ironic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Madihah la ehh,duk boring la tuh duk umah,duk tag2 i,ahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19,but feeling i should be younger,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;single lor,but unavailable,malass...xdak calon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. At what age do you think you’ll get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ermm..maybe 25 or 26?after working for 2 yrs and owning a car,haha...but,it's up to fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Do you think you’ll be marrying the person you are with now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;terlarang kot,hahaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;David archuletta,kahkahkah!adam lambert!!ehehe..mampuih,pilih hat gay2 suma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid or your bestman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my cousins and besties =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Do you want a garden/ beach or traditional wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the sea,but a garden would be much more practical,flowers blooming around.ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Where do you plan to go for honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sarawak,haha..dak2.ermm..korea or paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. How many guest do you think you’ll invite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not too many,maybe just less than 200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Will that include your exes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hehe...depends,the good ones only,bad boy xmau ajak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh,as tall as me ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. When do you want to get married? Morning or evening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Evening,when the sun sets down,ohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Name the song/tune you would like to play at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right here waiting-richard marx,tht will be my everlasting wedding song =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon/fork/ knife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fine dining,haha..sorry,i expensive taste XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Champagne of red wine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Champagne suits the event better,ohoo..ayaq sirap pn xpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;days laa,hohoho.dont have to rush,babies can be made anywhere =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Both lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4?haha...2 boys,2 girls,heeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Will your record your honeymoon in DVD and CD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD canggih lagik,record our travellings,wahh..romantic2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. I want to know their wedding plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dayang&lt;br /&gt;aminah&lt;br /&gt;afe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1060214948535692933?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1060214948535692933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1060214948535692933' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1060214948535692933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1060214948535692933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-planshahironic.html' title='wedding plans?hah!...ironic.'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-1776835608870337399</id><published>2009-05-26T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:02:11.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it chose you..</title><content type='html'>Of all the crookeds and breakers,&lt;br /&gt;it chose you&lt;br /&gt;Of all the siners,and how their karma should come true,&lt;br /&gt;it chose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the lies and twisted words,&lt;br /&gt;yet the truth is beared on you.&lt;br /&gt;Of how the day starts with the sunlight,&lt;br /&gt;yet the dark ends on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In search of fairness of it all,&lt;br /&gt;yet you are hardly spared of it,&lt;br /&gt;In search of that one pull of gravity,&lt;br /&gt;yet you are left lost and floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you,&lt;br /&gt;I pray the most,&lt;br /&gt;knowing it is not like me.&lt;br /&gt;For you,&lt;br /&gt;i cry the most,&lt;br /&gt;falling to your power over me,&lt;br /&gt;For you,&lt;br /&gt;i pour my heart,my soul,and my deeds,&lt;br /&gt;hoping for the strength i wished upon you.&lt;br /&gt;For you,&lt;br /&gt;i keep my faith and courage,&lt;br /&gt;to keep yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely and originally by&lt;br /&gt;~zetty~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-1776835608870337399?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1776835608870337399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=1776835608870337399' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1776835608870337399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/1776835608870337399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-chose-you.html' title='it chose you..'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4034969887912276574</id><published>2009-05-22T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:54:10.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>program citra seni 2009!</title><content type='html'>This competition and programme was organised by an NGO group &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KUBAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Kreatif Utama Budaya Anak Seni)&lt;/em&gt;,which included auditions for radio deejays,mc's and hosts,theatre acting,playing musical instruments and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,first of all,i didnt know what i was doing entering such the &lt;em&gt;Gitar Akustik&lt;/em&gt; competition,it was unexpected!!After i finished my tuition,which was just around ct plaza,i went over just to support my classmates pak tam and ikhwan who were the mc's of the event.Suddenly they gave me the flyers about the acoustic guitar competition,i was reluctant and pushed the offer.But then my mom was the one who changed my mind,and asked me to&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 'hentam sajalaaaa'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.So i took the leap of faith,went home grabbed my bro's guitar and signed up,haha!Abrupt right!!I wasnt' even prepared!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started out like this,anybody who wanted to go up stage and perform any song,they could do so.So,quite a number went up and sang a few songs.They keep pestering me to try out singing on stage before the competition starts.Guess what,i sang&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,hahah!!It was the only song i could sing!By 4pm,the acoustic guitar competition started,and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; i was the only solo girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIz7wPGI/AAAAAAAAALI/B851wXau3xU/s1600-h/DSC_9325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338324817302010978" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIz7wPGI/AAAAAAAAALI/B851wXau3xU/s400/DSC_9325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;The others were all guys with many guitars,except one solo guy.That got me more nervous and i was fidgeting.There were 6 participants including me altogether.To tell you the truth,all of them were awesome singers and guitarist,&lt;em&gt;macam malu gilaaa nak naik&lt;/em&gt;!!But it was too late for me to back down already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIbmejNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SvlX3X-QuJs/s1600-h/DSC_9291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338324810770320594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIbmejNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SvlX3X-QuJs/s400/DSC_9291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIThn-MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Z3uyTaMHKgQ/s1600-h/l_6551ceafd23442a6a301feb191e9d0ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338324808602482882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIThn-MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Z3uyTaMHKgQ/s400/l_6551ceafd23442a6a301feb191e9d0ac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here are the six bands,hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thankfully,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pa'ah,nine,dibah,hanis tokyo&lt;/span&gt; and a few juniors were around to give me support,coincidently they were at ct plaza,haha!.I took a chance by singing my original song &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kesepian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(in the application form,they stated "digalakkan menyanyik lagu ciptaan sendiri"),&lt;/em&gt;so i did,ngee~.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I fumbled during the preliminary round,and though i wasnt going to make it through to the finals,and breathed a sigh of relief.To my horror and shock,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the judges decided to take all 6 participants into the finals&lt;/span&gt;,and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were required to present 2 songs&lt;/span&gt; later that night.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AHHH!!i was SOOOo not ready!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I panicked and called Enon,to help me out,i asked her to sing aina's part in the kesepian song.During the 3 hour break,we went home to my place,and practised.I felt pityful for enon for forcing her into such stress,so we ended up writing a new english song,which was pretty okay but a little rough,hehe.In my mind,i was going to sing kesepian and either zombie again or the new song.Out of fear,i brought the paper with the lyrics of the new song just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9pm,the event started,and i was getting extremely scared,pale and freaking nervous!!Suddenly,aina and pikin came out of nowhere!!gosHHHh,was i happy to see them,considering they just arrived from KL,they came all the way just to support me,i was touched from the bottom of my heart.As usual,we giggled all the way,while helping me decide which song to go along with kesepian,zombie or the new song&lt;em&gt;.(I was the last participant,so i had more time,hehe).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Dipersilakan salah satunyaaaa perempuan dalam pertandingan ini,ZETTYYYYYYYY!!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pak tam called me up on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Dengar kata zetty akan menyanyikan dua lagu ciptaan sendiri,satu melayu satu inggeris!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup,i decided on the original song, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"can't let go"&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i went up on stage,i focused on trying to present my song,though i know i dont have great vocals,i'm pitchy here and there,plus with very lame guitar skills,i tried to do my best,and smiled to those people who came all the way here for me,my friends and my mom.Like my mom said&lt;em&gt;,"hentam sajalaaaa".&lt;/em&gt; I was glad,i noticed the judges kind of enjoyed kesepian,i think,hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWNpw9e8LI/AAAAAAAAAL4/lw7WR6MEULI/s1600-h/DSC_9518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338328681974526130" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWNpw9e8LI/AAAAAAAAAL4/lw7WR6MEULI/s400/DSC_9518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Notice the paper on my lap,haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,it came to the results.Inside,i was so sure i wouldnt win,because i felt like didn't really make an impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Tempat ketiga.....ZETTY!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped breathing for a while okay,my eyes were like popping out right at that moment,thinking,&lt;em&gt;'true or not!!'.Rezeki kot noh&lt;/em&gt;,hehe...however,i was happy and ecstatic to have achieved something personally nostalgic for me.Met great musicians and new friends too!I couldn't help noticing the other guys were kind of cute and attractive in a musician way &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMitA8bhI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CcmNb2e7rWE/s1600-h/DSC01943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327461144587794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMitA8bhI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CcmNb2e7rWE/s400/DSC01943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjKESg2I/AAAAAAAAALY/I6jvcI4PLm8/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327468943246178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjKESg2I/AAAAAAAAALY/I6jvcI4PLm8/s400/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjRKrubI/AAAAAAAAALo/8qCfC92Ek_o/s1600-h/DSC_9451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327470849112498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjRKrubI/AAAAAAAAALo/8qCfC92Ek_o/s400/DSC_9451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FLAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,who won &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first place&lt;/span&gt;.They were extraordinary!They sang singapure kuala lumpur and revolusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjgTLj1I/AAAAAAAAALw/vVLL2f2Drvs/s1600-h/DSC_9402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327474911285074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjgTLj1I/AAAAAAAAALw/vVLL2f2Drvs/s400/DSC_9402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,got &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;second place&lt;/span&gt;,singing tiada lagi,and anak.Din a.k.a Ringgo has some really good vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIiNTTJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F_YL_snMnaY/s1600-h/DSC01952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338324812543773842" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIiNTTJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F_YL_snMnaY/s400/DSC01952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And third place,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your's truly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,hahaah!syiok syiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWNqB8XoII/AAAAAAAAAMA/J9EB-23_Yew/s1600-h/DSC_9561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338328686533255298" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWNqB8XoII/AAAAAAAAAMA/J9EB-23_Yew/s400/DSC_9561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and the vocalist from Flat,form 5 saja pandai perform dah,hebat2!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIpQ9RSI/AAAAAAAAALA/EcD2snGBhnA/s1600-h/DSC_9568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338324814438155554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIpQ9RSI/AAAAAAAAALA/EcD2snGBhnA/s400/DSC_9568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the participants gathered for a group photo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjOJRg4I/AAAAAAAAALg/aPkNX17ftzI/s1600-h/l_113aa4ee355d31fb904b5ac41f78922f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327470037894018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWMjOJRg4I/AAAAAAAAALg/aPkNX17ftzI/s400/l_113aa4ee355d31fb904b5ac41f78922f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the bands,crew members and judges,they are friendly people ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS:It was crazy enough getting all hyped with this competition the night before my mid year exam!haha..neways,I won music vouchers and cash prize,i'm thinking of getting a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;keyboard&lt;/span&gt;,what do u think,kihkihkih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4034969887912276574?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4034969887912276574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=4034969887912276574' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4034969887912276574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4034969887912276574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/05/program-citra-seni-2009.html' title='program citra seni 2009!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/ShWKIz7wPGI/AAAAAAAAALI/B851wXau3xU/s72-c/DSC_9325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-5073749363403999595</id><published>2009-05-14T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:36:54.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beza "syg jugak" dgn "syg"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was confused,and didn't know the difference.I never realised it would bring a different meaning to the person hearing it,which was my mistake,so i asked a 'pakar',haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Sgr1jA8YnkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zuhaIBrTLVE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335346690471272002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Sgr1jA8YnkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zuhaIBrTLVE/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Sgr1GaPAsPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/IjmrUjGgsU4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kawan2,hehe..janganlah tambah perkataan &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"jugak"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; atau &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"gk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; atau sewaktu dengannya,selepas ayat &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"syg",&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;nanti orang yang membaca atau mendengar luahan sebegitu,dia akan merajuk.Dan kita sebagai orang yang mengeluarkan kata-kata, "syg jugak",jenuh memujuk individu kesayangan kita yang terasa itu.Padahal,kita memang sayang btoi2,huhuhuhu!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS:Kisah ini &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tiada kaitan&lt;/span&gt; dengan orang yang ada blog,myspace,friendster,facebook,dan internet. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-5073749363403999595?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5073749363403999595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=5073749363403999595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/5073749363403999595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/5073749363403999595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/05/beza-syg-jugak-dgn-syg.html' title='beza &quot;syg jugak&quot; dgn &quot;syg&quot;...'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/Sgr1jA8YnkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zuhaIBrTLVE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4087264026568666388</id><published>2009-05-10T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:20:23.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayien ni la ehh,suka tag org,hahaah!</title><content type='html'>heyy,sejak bilaa aku duk rajin buat benda2 mcm nih,hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG: I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine...You're on my list, so I want to know you better! BE HONEST... COPY FROM HERE post it DIRECTLY TO your blog . THEN, RE POST THE EMPTY QUESTIONS for your list of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)Q. Can you cook?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,but only simple western foods,traditional2 xtau,haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)Q. What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;Actually,i wanted to be an artiste when i was young,haha..but not anymore,but still a musician at heart ;)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;3.)Q. What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;To attract people with just one look of the eye,cewahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)Q. If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry latte thank you,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)Q. Favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;baby kailan,hooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)Q. What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;PS: I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)Q. What zodiac sign are you ?&lt;br /&gt;Aries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.)Q. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?&lt;br /&gt;Nope,dont plan to have any yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.)Q. Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;Lazyness and unorganised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.)Q. If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;If you're a hot chick i don't mind,hahah...if a guy then maybe not,kena rogol tarak psai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.)Q. What is your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;Aerobics!hoho...high jump also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.)Q. Negative or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;Of course optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. )Q. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;Talk about our deep and darkest secrets,hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.)Q. Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;Getting really hurt and dissapointed by the people i trusted the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.)Q. Tell me one weird fact about you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gay,ahhaah!mampoehh,dak aihh..weird,hmm..i used to talk to my pillows when i was a lil girl,weird enuf?hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.)Q. Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;5 cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.)Q. What if i showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;Come on in,i'll cook u some muffins ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.)Q. What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;"putihhh gilaaaa tengku!!" haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.)Q. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;br /&gt;err.....scary?ehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.)Q. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be???&lt;br /&gt;Ermm..maybe flawless skin,besides tht,i'm pretty much happy,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.)Q. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;Your conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.)Q. What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Black i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.)Q. Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.)Q. Bottle or Draft?&lt;br /&gt;Bottle??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.)Q. If you won £10,000 pounds today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;Fly and travel anywhere in the world,ngagaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.)Q. Would you date me?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..sure why not ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.)Q. What 's your favorite place to hang at?&lt;br /&gt;My room with a guitar in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.)Q. Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;have to right?cuz they exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.)Q. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;Chatting,DVD marathon,especially romedies (romantic comedies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.)Q. Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Rarely,but will if i have to,grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.)Q. Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;ermmm...wats tht?hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.)Q. In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Unique!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.)Q. Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;br /&gt;If there is no romance,there is no love,hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.)Q. If you could spend 12 hours with me and ask/do anything you like, what would &lt;br /&gt;it be?&lt;br /&gt;well,i'd take you out on a joy ride,sing our hearts out,get to know u deeper and better,and maybe write a song together huh,hhhoho.And maybe ask u,what are the reasons that make u keep living *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35)Q. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.)Q. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same?&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.....who would wanna do this,be my guest,hehehe!i'm not gonna tag anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1940243996498319044-4087264026568666388?l=realityofzetty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4087264026568666388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1940243996498319044&amp;postID=4087264026568666388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4087264026568666388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1940243996498319044/posts/default/4087264026568666388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realityofzetty.blogspot.com/2009/05/ayien-ni-la-ehhsuka-tag-orghahaah.html' title='ayien ni la ehh,suka tag org,hahaah!'/><author><name>~zetty~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795436070783805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_j9G2Jbqpc/TCjR0HUW-hI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XOUb-VhrK-A/S220/9217_1256745297436_1193703699_763477_3007354_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1940243996498319044.post-4059492833747764880</id><published>2009-05-09T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:33:00.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap from jiba,haha!</title><content type='html'>001. Real name -- Kang Zetty Anis&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s) -- Kang,Zet,sweety pie,lalink...&lt;br /&gt;003. Zodiac sign -- Aries&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female -- female&lt;br /&gt;005. Elementary School -- Tadika Superkids&lt;br /&gt;006. Primary School -- SK sultanah asma&lt;br /&gt;007. High School -- Smk sultanah bahiyah&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color -- Black i guess&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short -- shoulder length&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet -- Both,i can be really quiet at times,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweats or Jeans -- Sweater!haha&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera -- Camera,hehe...&lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak -- Erm...at certain times i am,i'd be all "DRINK WATER!TAKE VITAMIN C!" to my friends,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke -- Been there,done that.&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone -- crush?hmm...ada kot.&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink -- Perut lebih penting!Eat eat eat!&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings -- Ada dulu,tp buat kt pasar mlm,haha... timbus dh.&lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos -- NahhH...not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an public bus? -- Public bus,of course,driver dia suka tak butang baju,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship? -- Thrice.&lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident ? -- Once when i was 9,terrible one,but my family and i escaped without serious injuries...stupid pnya saga pecut kt redlight.&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight ? -- hehe...almost,i become quite aggressive then if i lose my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing -- 18 yrs old,after spm,haha.&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend -- my childhood friend,still contacting now,but not as close.&lt;br /&gt;025. First award -- Best Reader Award from tadika superkids,haha.&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush -- 13 yrs old,during maths tuition,an indian plak tuh,a singh to be precise!&lt;br /&gt;028. First big vacation -- That would be langkawi,cuz we went together with my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to -- my mom&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted -- Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person you watched a DVD with -- my mom,she's now a one tree hill freak like me!hoyeahh!&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate -- Oxtail soup and crabmeat cocktail at samila,hoho!&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched alone -- alone?The Other Boleyn Girl.depressing.&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to -- Hands On Me vanessa carlton&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought -- Geometry set,nak exam oiiii...&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged -- If family,my mom..if not,ermm..Miss X,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVES:&lt;br /&gt;037. Food -- all the cheesy cheesy stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks -- coffee,cappucino,LATTE!&lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing -- jeans,simple shirt or sweater.&lt;br /&gt;040. Flower -- I love sakuras,but white roses would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;041.person-- ntah...saper ek?jeng jeng jeng&lt;br /&gt;042. Colors -- black,blue,purple..&lt;br /&gt;043. Movies -- While You Were Sleeping,Ps I love u,kate and leopold,Steven chow movies&lt;br /&gt;044. Subjects -- English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, I....&lt;br /&gt;045. [/] kissed someone (my friends ok)&lt;br /&gt;046. [x] celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;047. [/] had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;048. [/] went over the minutes/texts on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;049. [/] someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;050. [x] came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;051. [x] gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;052. [x] had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;053. [/] done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;054. [/] broke a promise055. [/] hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;056. [/] pretended to be happy057. [/] met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;058. [/] pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;059. [x] left the country&lt;br /&gt;060. [/] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;061. [/] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;062. [x] ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;063. [x] went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;064. [/] got into an argument with your friends&lt;br /&gt;065. [/] hated someone&lt;br /&gt;066. [x] stayed single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067. Eating -- curry mee ah huat,nyum nyum!&lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking -- pak poh...i dont know if it is right,but it's some kind of herbal chinese drink.&lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to -- watch one tree hill season 6.&lt;br /&gt;070. Listening to -- still hands on me vanessa carlton,haha&lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today -- get ready for school tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;072. Waiting for -- someone to sms me...hmm&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids -- love to!but not currently laa..&lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married -- ahh....a fairy tale one too!&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind -- radio deejay!or producer of my own show,ngee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes -- eyes,blue eyes plz!hehe&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller -- Taller than me la..but hard to find since i'm tall,hah!&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous -- both,and make me feel comfortable too.&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms -- Nice arms,ulalalaaa...i love hugs,hhe..&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud -- In between.&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship -- ermm..i'm more into a relationship&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant -- ahh...neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts -- i dont wear them.&lt;br /&gt;084. Snuck out of your house -- haha..yahh...during my naughty days,kuaq berdating maa&lt;br /&gt;085. Held a gun/knife for self defense -- No,but i brought them along when i went out alone.&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody --No laa...&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart -- hmm..yes,still feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested -- not yet,haha...&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died -- yes...hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself -- i do,but then,i always lose tht faith in myself often.&lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles -- miracles can happen =)&lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight -- haha...yahh,it happens.&lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven -- of course.&lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus -- haha...used to,but i think it's cute!&lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date -- first date??no,thts like soo cheap.&lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date -- purlezz,it's not tht easy to get my kiss okay,hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now -- ermm...yes,but i know it's impossible to be,huhuh&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life -- i wont regret it,i live to the max!&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God ? 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