<?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-6040484372335062992</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:06:37.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR oh PMR</title><subtitle type='html'>why do you have to come?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>227</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-9059400684053706142</id><published>2010-09-23T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:15:50.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaaaamyyyy :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TJr97LDFu4I/AAAAAAAAAic/Kwx_bWMpt4o/s1600/103623025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TJr97LDFu4I/AAAAAAAAAic/Kwx_bWMpt4o/s320/103623025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520003486315821954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TJr963mtgFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1ru0d21N_jY/s1600/104032226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TJr963mtgFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1ru0d21N_jY/s320/104032226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520003481096519762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hair is so dreamy! Hahaha, he's Matt Bennett, a guy from the movie that I want to watch so much, The Virginity Hit and also from the Nick series, Victorious. He usually plays a nerd, or a geek or whatever in between, but he's just so cute! With the curly hair, and the black-framed glasses and the fair skin! LOL  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-9059400684053706142?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/9059400684053706142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/09/dreaaaamyyyy-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/9059400684053706142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/9059400684053706142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/09/dreaaaamyyyy-3.html' title='Dreaaaamyyyy :3'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TJr97LDFu4I/AAAAAAAAAic/Kwx_bWMpt4o/s72-c/103623025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7790062741001990603</id><published>2010-09-11T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:24:19.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu Hari Di Hari Raya, More Like A Tragedy Di Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, on the second day of raya, selepas balik from my dad's friend's house dekat Batu Kawah, we drive back home using our Fortuner lah. It was about 2.30pm and most of us were sleeping in the car. Wait, more like me and sister only while my second sister and my brother who was sitting at the back and making lots of noise. PFFTT. Then suddenly I heard my mom screeched and the car stopped. I opened my eyes and we were in front of Balai Polis Gita, and I heard my mom said something about my dad accidentally terlantak burit kereta depan (Saga) and the driver of the car that my dad just lantak, got out from the car and also the penumpang2 lah. My dad also got out of the car to help them and the four of us just stay in the car, try not to panic. Then we move this little accident to Shell, easier, sak jalan sik jam. HAHAHA. Then, blablabla, they didnt press charges or anything, its just a little cengkik and they think maybe its just some old cengkik that they have a long time ago so we're free to go. But still, I just can't believe it. My dad, just lantak a car, disebabkan mengantok. LOL ;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7790062741001990603?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7790062741001990603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/09/satu-hari-di-hari-raya-more-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7790062741001990603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7790062741001990603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/09/satu-hari-di-hari-raya-more-like.html' title='Satu Hari Di Hari Raya, More Like A Tragedy Di Hari Raya'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-4177216250392606122</id><published>2010-08-20T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:20:37.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are [Debut Single]</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/Y5lO4hEAJHU/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5lO4hEAJHU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5lO4hEAJHU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-4177216250392606122?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/4177216250392606122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/bruno-mars-just-way-you-are-debut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4177216250392606122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4177216250392606122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/bruno-mars-just-way-you-are-debut.html' title='Bruno Mars - 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Lady Gaga (Official Fame Monster)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2966887234114083020</id><published>2010-08-20T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:15:51.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taio Cruz - Dynamite</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/VUjdiDeJ0xg/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUjdiDeJ0xg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUjdiDeJ0xg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2966887234114083020?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2966887234114083020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/taio-cruz-dynamite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2966887234114083020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2966887234114083020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/taio-cruz-dynamite.html' title='Taio Cruz - Dynamite'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6551576424280722702</id><published>2010-08-20T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:15:45.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE FAVOURITE TRACKS FOR NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Taio Cruz - Dynamite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Lady Gaga - Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll post the vids after this :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6551576424280722702?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6551576424280722702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/three-favourite-tracks-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6551576424280722702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6551576424280722702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/three-favourite-tracks-for-now.html' title='THREE FAVOURITE TRACKS FOR NOW'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5680120943507606682</id><published>2010-08-20T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:04:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OMG My mom's pissed off right now. She was in a very good mood, all happy and stuff until she asked my brother to come with her to go to Kubah Ria Baru, then my brother gave byk alasan but she insisted. She wanted to buy some sup tendon and mee kolok for sahur. Then, she asked me when my brother still doesn't want to, then I said, I belom mandik. I actually malas, but then I wanted to check out the new place but I malas. Then she asked my father then to buy some for her, but I guess daddy also malas. Then when daddy went downstairs, he anok the two of us for not wanting to teman mom, so I go upstairs and said, I changed my mind, I want to follow, but I have to mandik first, then she said never mind and looked all angry and I was like "OH NO" mom's upset cos we were so malas and all that stuff. I felt soooo bad since mom did a lot for me recently, e.g. shopping expensive stuff with me like jeans and heels and stuff. So I felt bad for doing that to her. But can't do anything else since she said never mind. So, I wanted to thank her here, if I thank her in front of her, kelak nya padah, whatsup with you? HAHAHA, well thanks mom for everything, I loveeee going shopping with you cos a) no limits on money b) it's fun to shop with moms :))) Sorry, if i ever hurt your feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;♥&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5680120943507606682?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5680120943507606682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/pissed-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5680120943507606682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5680120943507606682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed Off'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8816799046911805070</id><published>2010-08-17T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T07:05:12.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love This True Blood Cast Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Elements of why I love this picture of True Blood cast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqW-HfZcpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/GEZ1Qrrj2Tc/s1600/trueblood+comment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqW-HfZcpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/GEZ1Qrrj2Tc/s320/trueblood+comment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506379488320647826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8816799046911805070?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8816799046911805070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-i-love-this-true-blood-cast-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8816799046911805070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8816799046911805070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-i-love-this-true-blood-cast-picture.html' title='Why I Love This True Blood Cast Picture'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqW-HfZcpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/GEZ1Qrrj2Tc/s72-c/trueblood+comment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-679317967495372010</id><published>2010-08-17T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T07:03:10.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Berpuasa :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Selamat berpuasa tho lambat wishing. All these week, I’m not in the mood to blog. I've been puasa-ing for a week now, my period has not yet come so i'm in peace. Hahaha. Now I am, and happy fasting and sik lamak gik raya and sik lamak gik PMR. -.- FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-679317967495372010?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/679317967495372010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/selamat-berpuasa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/679317967495372010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/679317967495372010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/selamat-berpuasa.html' title='Selamat Berpuasa :)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8454715122287096293</id><published>2010-08-17T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T07:02:06.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGGG Fun and Funds Fashion Show 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqV7ULVXyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/CzovevYu2kI/s1600/08082010170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqV7ULVXyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/CzovevYu2kI/s320/08082010170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506378340674920226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqV60NMLAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/K_z7d7TnqEw/s1600/08082010193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqV60NMLAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/K_z7d7TnqEw/s320/08082010193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506378332092771330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqV6qvYSRI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ilYL6v6siCk/s1600/08082010175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqV6qvYSRI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ilYL6v6siCk/s320/08082010175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506378329551816978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;What I can say is that this whole event was frigging awesome and FUN! Now, I missed it all. I had such great time with the models. I went to Sarawak Club around 9am and then immediately do my hair into a sanggol and I loved it! Then I did my make up by The Body Shop crews and it took them an hour and a half and 4 people to do my makeup and still it looked ugly. Until Rita helped me with the colors and Maria with the fake eyelashes. Baruk cantek makeup ku. :P The show started at 2pm and when it was around 3.15pm, Qamilla show started first and I was so nervous! But it all turned out great but the only thing I regretted was, I did not smile, so my pictures looked like I’m mad or too fierce. HAHA. Then after our show, there was this 3 drag queen dressed as Lady Gaga and they were so cool! We got to take pictures with them. :) After that, The Old Blossom Box show and they were great too! While waiting for their show to finish, Qamilla models and I were stuck at the backstage and we took loads of pictures together and we danced along with the French songs. HAHAHAHA. After that, we moved our butts to the back of the hall to sit down at our table and eat along. Then, I saw MARS :D OMG HE’S SO HOT AND E WORE SPECTACLES. Tho I didn’t get to see him clearly, I just passed by his table. LOL. We took loads of pictures together and the only word I can say is FUN. :D I would love to do this stuff with the girls (Hamna, Aen, Laila, Franny, Amirah, Fifi, Cher, Nabila, Shasha, Jane, Rita and the others) again. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8454715122287096293?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8454715122287096293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/tggg-fun-and-funds-fashion-show-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8454715122287096293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8454715122287096293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/08/tggg-fun-and-funds-fashion-show-2010.html' title='TGGG Fun and Funds Fashion Show 2010'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TGqV7ULVXyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/CzovevYu2kI/s72-c/08082010170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7886494391788863090</id><published>2010-07-30T02:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T02:37:58.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Model is what I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m a model now. My mother’s Girl Guides cawangan Sarawak is going to hold a High Tea Fashion Show at Sarawak Club on the 8th of August. Hamna, Aen, Laila, Franny (BL) and Cher are joining with me and also other models. I’m wearing Qamilla’s clothes which is like baju kurung and stuff.  Think it’s cool? Probably, if you get to walk the catwalk using your own style of walking. Not when the designer wants you to walk the way they want. It’s pretty depressing and it hurts your feet. 3 weeks ago, I’ve been practicing cat walking using my own style, until today, the designer wants me and the others who have been chosen to use his clothes, has to walk like this very tall and sleek model’s walk. OMG it was hard. But pretty fun though. I’ve been wearing stilettos for 3 hours straight and when I opened my heels, my feet feels really weird walking barefoot. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7886494391788863090?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7886494391788863090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/model-is-what-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7886494391788863090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7886494391788863090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/model-is-what-i-am.html' title='A Model is what I am'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1632352261930356304</id><published>2010-07-30T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T02:37:18.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m A Songwriter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m an officially a songwriter. Not officially like my songs are used by the singers, just that I’ve written over 100 songs! CONGRATULATE ME BABY! :D Now, it’s 103 songs but nobody really reads my lyrics cos I don’t want them to judge what I wrote. I’m just a kid, and all my lyrics are maybe stupid. But I’m just saying that, for a 15 year old and written over 100 songs, is pretty awesome. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-1632352261930356304?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/1632352261930356304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-songwriter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1632352261930356304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1632352261930356304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-songwriter.html' title='I’m A Songwriter'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-4065530184935362199</id><published>2010-07-30T02:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T02:36:40.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Spaghetti for Aida’s Arrival from Qatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKdA8fMcpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/lmG6OCcDXww/s1600/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKdA8fMcpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/lmG6OCcDXww/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499630734535324306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKdAj2n6lI/AAAAAAAAAhU/BjCR7FfAi8Y/s1600/37908_1546471226345_1371979676_31479306_6346816_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKdAj2n6lI/AAAAAAAAAhU/BjCR7FfAi8Y/s320/37908_1546471226345_1371979676_31479306_6346816_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499630727922707026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On the 18th of July, Eqeen arranged a party for Aida’s arrival at my house. We decided to make some spaghetti and have some fun. Yes we did have fun all right. It was awesomeee! They (Eqeen, Nazi, Aida, Nana and Azziera) came around 12.30pm and we started cooking around 1.00pm. After eating, Nazi and Nana sang some songs with my guitar in my living room until the end of the day. Hell to the yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-4065530184935362199?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/4065530184935362199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/making-spaghetti-for-aidas-arrival-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4065530184935362199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4065530184935362199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/making-spaghetti-for-aidas-arrival-from.html' title='Making Spaghetti for Aida’s Arrival from Qatar'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKdA8fMcpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/lmG6OCcDXww/s72-c/IMG_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-72802062417394051</id><published>2010-07-30T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T02:22:21.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a kid again :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKZSNeG-BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dP6eHqpBSAI/s1600/30025_1508797482781_1319646938_31384412_341377_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKZSNeG-BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dP6eHqpBSAI/s320/30025_1508797482781_1319646938_31384412_341377_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499626633105438738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I missed all the feelings that you can never feel again when you’re a teenage girl, which is feeling that everyone loves you, there’s nothing you cannot do, the I-don’t-care-what’s-gonna-happen-tomorrow feeling. I also missed the feeling that I don’t care what I’m wearing feeling and I don’t mind spending time with my guy friends cos we’re kids and I want that again. I don’t like to worry, to think what’s gonna happen tomorrow, to be heartbroken, to be backstabbed, to be hated, to be unloved, to be without money, to worry about your grades and lots more. I hate that kind of feelings. I still remembered my family and I went to KL when I was between 8-10 years old and I saw the pictures of me, carelessly walked around KL without makeup or pretty clothes cos all I thought about was, the world is big and I’m gonna explore it. I cried, seeing all the pictures cos I miss it and I want to relive the moments. I missed hanging out with my neighbors, my old friends, my family, when we only play outdoors and not playing internet. Some may said they don’t like they’re childhood cos they were ugly back then, but I don’t mind if I’m ugly or I have no fashion sense, cos no one will judge me for that, cos I’m a kid. I don’t like being a teenage girl cos if you went to the wrong direction, you can never go back. That’s hard. And if you took the wrong direction when you’re a teenage girl, it’s gonna stay hard when you’re a woman in your 20s and above, unless you try hard enough to change your future. Adulthood is freaking hard from what I see. You have marriage, work, kids, enemies and stuff. And I haven’t even live that moment yet. I just missed it and I want it back :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-72802062417394051?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/72802062417394051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-to-be-kid-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/72802062417394051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/72802062417394051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-to-be-kid-again.html' title='I want to be a kid again :('/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TFKZSNeG-BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dP6eHqpBSAI/s72-c/30025_1508797482781_1319646938_31384412_341377_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-837825122921321963</id><published>2010-07-03T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:42:06.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Potterhead is what I am!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC8-DoFhq-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Ti8aWsVuaIw/s1600/03072010101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC8-DoFhq-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Ti8aWsVuaIw/s320/03072010101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489674702809050082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes, I admit that I am a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Potterhead&lt;/span&gt;, means I’m a fan. I’m a big fan, since I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eight&lt;/span&gt;. Although I didn’t read all the books, but I did read the two last books and it was awesome! I love to watch the movies over and over again. And Harry Potter has a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theme Park&lt;/span&gt; at Orlando! OMG! I want to go, badly. I just remembered that I have lots of Potter Poster and I even have Potter cards! :) I bought a companion book that is filled with stickers, you can say thatlah. I even have a scrap book for it. I cut all Potter stuff from unused magazines and newspapers and stick it in the book. HAHAH. But mostly, it’s Daniel’s photos. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-837825122921321963?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/837825122921321963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/potterhead-is-what-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/837825122921321963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/837825122921321963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/potterhead-is-what-i-am.html' title='A Potterhead is what I am!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC8-DoFhq-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Ti8aWsVuaIw/s72-c/03072010101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-608927652991964522</id><published>2010-07-03T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:20:55.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxy Megan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC843Klwg_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/YpSgOw_Kk5k/s1600/Megan+Fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC843Klwg_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/YpSgOw_Kk5k/s320/Megan+Fox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489668991174607858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC84aM2VT9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/RcJn4Tm-6sw/s1600/Megan+Fox+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC84aM2VT9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/RcJn4Tm-6sw/s320/Megan+Fox+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489668493564792786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now I know why guys even girls are crazy about Megan Fox’s hotness last year, she’s a total McHottie! Not just because of her hot body, her hot face. She’s not just hot, she’s very pretty herself. One magazine describes why people thought she’s so hot and the factors are: her wide forehead, her pouty lips, her big eyes and her hot body. I was like, yeah. They were right, she’s so hot. Even I’m jealous. But she’s not really a good actress. She got her jobs because she’s hot. People recognize her from Transformers, but not anymore, there’s not gonna be anymore Foxy in the 3rd installment of Transformers, she’s been replaced with a Victoria’s Secret model. I bet she can’t act too! They just want a hottie to stand by Shia LaBeouf. HAHAHHA. But Megan Fox is really pretty and hot. I like her face. My God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-608927652991964522?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/608927652991964522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/foxy-megan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/608927652991964522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/608927652991964522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/07/foxy-megan.html' title='Foxy Megan'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TC843Klwg_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/YpSgOw_Kk5k/s72-c/Megan+Fox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6508872681056217470</id><published>2010-06-24T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:56:21.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia 3 Trailer! :D</title><content type='html'>New Narnia trailerrrr! :DD WHEEEEE and Edmund is so friggin' cute! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrJQDPpIK6I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrJQDPpIK6I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6508872681056217470?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6508872681056217470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/narnia-3-trailer-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6508872681056217470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6508872681056217470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/narnia-3-trailer-d.html' title='Narnia 3 Trailer! :D'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7391074033731488820</id><published>2010-06-24T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:24:30.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-Fatihah</title><content type='html'>Al-Fatihah to Nana's mother, Allahyarhammah Suriana Binti Butler, age 42, died at Hospital Normah Kuching at 6.30am this morning, 24th June 2010 by the side of her daughter, Nana. I never really get to meet her and know her but I've seen her and kinda talked to her. What I know that she is very pretty, sweet, nice and an independent woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard the news from Fiqah this morning when she got to school, said that Nana called her in the morning and told her. We decided to visit Nana at her house at Kg. Haji Baki and we did. All 16 of us came there. We came to her house using 3 cars, mine, Zaf's and Fiqah's. When we got there Fiqah was there and it was so silent. We hugged Nana and gave her all the support she needs. It was too unbelievable. When I saw Nana crying her heart out, I cannot help but cried too. We got there before the jenazah was dikapankan or dikuburkan, so we saw Nana's mother being lift by the men who's related (i think) and it was so sad and I was shaking so hard my headache makin teruk. At 1.00pm, the girls who followed me balik together. Fiqah's and Zaf's rombongan balik before us. I bet Nana will be very devastated so we'll make sure we'll be there with her, every step of the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7391074033731488820?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7391074033731488820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/al-fatihah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7391074033731488820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7391074033731488820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/al-fatihah.html' title='Al-Fatihah'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3500902887304880730</id><published>2010-06-18T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:42:40.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday, Aaron!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtNjJ76-EI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CMMbbNwrOfk/s1600/35822_102613459790904_100001267509934_14788_3137595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtNjJ76-EI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CMMbbNwrOfk/s320/35822_102613459790904_100001267509934_14788_3137595_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484062237611718722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I feel so bad for forgetting his birthday! HAHA. Well, happy 20th birthday. Hope he’s having a good time. So, my sister and I watched the movie Kick-Ass which he is the Kick-Ass and for me THE MOVIE WAS FURKING AWESOME. Although there were some kenja part but sekejap jak. And then the movie was a bit ganas but okay lah. My sister thought it was totally out of the subject and totally not appropriate since it’s a teenage movie. But I think its okay, she said those things cos she watched it while on lining. She didn’t concentrate bah. And yet she anok like that. So, for me, the movie was furking awesome and he looked so freaking cute with his cute hair and his American accent is so pretty! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3500902887304880730?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3500902887304880730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-belated-birthday-aaron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3500902887304880730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3500902887304880730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-belated-birthday-aaron.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday, Aaron!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtNjJ76-EI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CMMbbNwrOfk/s72-c/35822_102613459790904_100001267509934_14788_3137595_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8035268911646009149</id><published>2010-06-18T03:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:41:11.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m an original Twilight Hater :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes I am. I’m not ashamed, for what again?, I’m not joking, and I don’t kid about hating this saga or whatever. The first time I watched this movie in 2008 I think at the movies and I was like, ‘I just wasted my whole RM10 to watch this boring movie’ and then, I started hating this movie cos Robert Pattinson is not hot and he can’t act for sure and Kirsten Stewart can’t act more than Robert! I hate everything about twilight, the movie, the book, Stephanie Meyer for writing this series, Robert Pattinson, Kirsten Stewart, the other actors and actresses including Anna Kendrick (cos she stole the Best Breakout Star from Logan! She can’t act!) the soundtrack, everyone who helped them made the soundtrack, I hate their awkwardness while shooting, their no-fashion-sense, I hate the way that they have no talent in acting but still they win best performance, the director, the producer for even trying to make another sequel, the media who love them so much, and especially the fans cos they are so blinded by Robert’s ‘hotness’ WAKE UP! I believe there are more haters than lovers cos last time I heard, people are bored of their everyday-open-tv-popped-twilight! You get me? They can f*** off and kiss me and Logan’s ass. They can suck it! Suck it I tell you! I don’t care if my friends tell me that the book is so much better than the movie, I’m never gonna read the book, or even watch the second or the third movie or the last one. And heard about the news that they’re going to split the last movie into two? Why not three so I cannot mock them about following Harry Potter’s last movie split into two movies! Hey, RPattz just won the Global Superstar award from MTV but Harry Potter is the GLOBAL ICON AND THEY JUST OPEN A THEME PARK FOR HARRY POTTER. THEY WILL NEVER TOP OFF HARRY POTTER IN THE ENTERTAINMENT WORLD. KAY? THEY CAN SUCK IT! Lega hati aku baut macam tok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8035268911646009149?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8035268911646009149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-original-twilight-hater.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8035268911646009149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8035268911646009149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-original-twilight-hater.html' title='I’m an original Twilight Hater :)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7923893397892343558</id><published>2010-06-18T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:33:22.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Kid from School of Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtLZiiXo7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/juDHIkZ-gRs/s1600/a6677e183e65343c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtLZiiXo7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/juDHIkZ-gRs/s320/a6677e183e65343c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484059873393484722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Remember that kid, Zack Mooneyham from School of Rock, the one that rocks the guitar, yeah, him, Joey Gaydoes Jr. Last year, 17 or 16 years old, he was arrested for DUI in May 2009 and I was shocked cos he looked like a good kid, well in that movie. Everyone grow up, huh? After that movie, he didn’t get any gig but he did launch himself an album a few years back and made a band called ‘The Joey Gaydoes Jr. Group’. He didn’t turn out cute, but he looked okay. I took a picture of his mugshot from Yahoo! and this is it:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7923893397892343558?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7923893397892343558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-kid-from-school-of-rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7923893397892343558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7923893397892343558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-kid-from-school-of-rock.html' title='The Little Kid from School of Rock'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtLZiiXo7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/juDHIkZ-gRs/s72-c/a6677e183e65343c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3352653645109331312</id><published>2010-06-18T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:27:26.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Job at the age of 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtJs6p5eSI/AAAAAAAAAgE/yCpiLgO8yTw/s1600/Snapshot_20100601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtJs6p5eSI/AAAAAAAAAgE/yCpiLgO8yTw/s320/Snapshot_20100601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484058007261772066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I’m 15 years old and I already have a job! At my mom’s shell station of course, easy bah. For this 3 weeks holiday, my mom gave me one week job at Shell Station as Shop assistance which I will kemaskini brang in the kedai, mop lantai, buat tag, and much more stuff. It’s easy but on the first day, I got demam that night cos I stayed in the airconditioner room for 8 hours straight. HAHAHA My mom laughed at me cos I’m sick just cos I stayed in the aircon. LOL. My first day on my first job and I already demam. What if this is the time I will work for my life? Will I get sick everytime? HAHAH :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3352653645109331312?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3352653645109331312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-first-job-at-age-of-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3352653645109331312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3352653645109331312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-first-job-at-age-of-15.html' title='My First Job at the age of 15'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBtJs6p5eSI/AAAAAAAAAgE/yCpiLgO8yTw/s72-c/Snapshot_20100601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7166990071244437995</id><published>2010-06-11T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T02:12:34.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Guides Masak Telur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBH9wCERJ0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/QfHsSn4x4tM/s1600/Barbeque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBH9wCERJ0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/QfHsSn4x4tM/s320/Barbeque.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481441223116924738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Also on the day of the photoshoot, the pandu puteri girls rebus telur dalam tin with daun and ranting kayu, given only 2 matches. Gila bena. All of us took 30 minutes to start the fire and lastly we decided to kongsi the fire and we did eat it! HHAHAA. It was crazy and hot and all of our eyes burn! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(kaler kuning for telur!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7166990071244437995?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7166990071244437995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/girl-guides-masak-telur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7166990071244437995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7166990071244437995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/girl-guides-masak-telur.html' title='Girl Guides Masak Telur'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBH9wCERJ0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/QfHsSn4x4tM/s72-c/Barbeque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5288706192254158052</id><published>2010-06-11T01:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T02:02:28.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiqah’s Birthday Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBH6ijJ-GcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Pmy-baP2DA0/s1600/DSC_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBH6ijJ-GcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Pmy-baP2DA0/s320/DSC_2037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481437692946160066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On 22nd May 2010, Saturday, the Girls’ Generation crew decided to make a photo of us holding balloons and give it to her. So all of us, except for Eqeen and Aen, they couldn’t join us, went to Amphitheatre from school with my sister (Mercedes Benz), Fana’s brother (Honda civic) and Nana’s cousin (Myvi@Mini-merc). My sister, Malina is the photographer of the day since she knows how to use professional camera. The session took about an hour and we’re all satisfied. It was the fun-nest day ever and we had the best time of our lives! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5288706192254158052?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5288706192254158052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/fiqahs-birthday-photoshoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5288706192254158052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5288706192254158052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/fiqahs-birthday-photoshoot.html' title='Fiqah’s Birthday Photoshoot'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/TBH6ijJ-GcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Pmy-baP2DA0/s72-c/DSC_2037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-948795921743989310</id><published>2010-06-11T01:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:39:51.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous of those people….</title><content type='html'>I’m soooo jealous of those people who went to the St Teresa’s School Celebrating 125 Glorious Years Dinner! I was supposed to go with my sister but my sister don’t seemed excited and the ticket also habis so x jadi lah. ARGHHH. I soooo want to go! I saw some girls I know went to that Dinner at Four Points Hotel and I was like, AWWW I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO. Actually, if I go there with my sister, it will be boring also without my girls. I was hoping they would want to go but none of them are interested. They said the ticket’s too mahal, its RM65. Not mahal at all lah. Mom said we once go to a dinner which a thousand just for a table, so much for mahal at Four Points. And I heard people practicing for the dinner (who perform) and they sound good and I want to watch. So, basically, I missed a social event. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-948795921743989310?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/948795921743989310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/jealous-of-those-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/948795921743989310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/948795921743989310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/jealous-of-those-people.html' title='Jealous of those people….'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3259714425465787742</id><published>2010-06-11T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:28:47.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince of Persia: Sands of Time</title><content type='html'>Just watched that movie last few night. WHEEEE :D and as always I would say, GREAT &amp; AWESOME. HAHAHA. Seriously, I think I have no other words. LOL. But this time, its really cool and awesome since Jake Gyllenhaal is ridiculously hot and Gemma Arterton is SOOO PUR-DY! :p I was like, no wonder this movie’s so cool, the director is Mike Newell, the director of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which is said to be the best Harry Potter movie ever and the produver is Jerry Bruckheimer, which is one of the greatest director/producer ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I laughed at Prince Dastan’s uncle’s name, which is Nizam. HAHHA. I quickly laughed and remembered an old friend of mine from Elementary School. LOL. But no doubt, the movie was awesome but too fast but really good and action-packed. So overall, 4 ½ stars over 5. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3259714425465787742?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3259714425465787742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/prince-of-persia-sands-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3259714425465787742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3259714425465787742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/prince-of-persia-sands-of-time.html' title='Prince of Persia: Sands of Time'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8963226999973117442</id><published>2010-06-10T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:45:50.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My 2nd Exam’s Result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This exam doesn’t suck that bad. But still no A. But my Bs are increasing. Hahaha. Last time my results were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;BM – 57 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;English – 69 B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;KHB – 57 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Geografi – 62 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sejarah – 35 E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mathematics – 59 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Science – 46 D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;PAI – 58 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;See? It sucked. Haha. And I got myself an E! I never got an E before! AHHH. And I never got never an A before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2ND Exam’s results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;BM – 60 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;English – 72 B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;PAI – 64 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mathematics – 46 D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Science – 67 B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;KHB – 52 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Geografi – 53 C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sejarah – 70 B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;See? Mostly increasing. And look at my Sejarah result! From an E to a B! Quite okay baa! I’m very proud of myself. HAHAH. But now my maths turun. But this is exciting but I’m very worried if my result for PMR will be like this, I’ll die. Seriously, I will faint immediately and die. Bye bye world. Make sure I study or I’ll die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8963226999973117442?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8963226999973117442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-2nd-exams-result-this-exam-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8963226999973117442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8963226999973117442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-2nd-exams-result-this-exam-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5999007021003526962</id><published>2010-05-24T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:24:15.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life after PMR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I think I know how my life will end up after PMR. It’s going to be AWESOME. Spell the word, A-W-E-S-O-M-E. HAHAH. I will stop studying for months, stop bukak buku for months, and start onlining and going out with friends and hanging out all the time! HAHA Cannot wait maaa. But then I will have to face one day that I’m sure that I will cry, PMR RESULTS DAY. D: ARHHH. I just want all this to end. That’s it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5999007021003526962?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5999007021003526962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-life-after-pmr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5999007021003526962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5999007021003526962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-life-after-pmr.html' title='My Life after PMR'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2524655663191549483</id><published>2010-05-24T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:22:55.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron Johnson ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_phdx09QOI/AAAAAAAAAfk/k4F2MLCLMzk/s1600/normal_shoot05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_phdx09QOI/AAAAAAAAAfk/k4F2MLCLMzk/s320/normal_shoot05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474795461241815266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m in love with Aaron Johnson, the Kick-Ass star. But in that movie, he’s not that cute. He looked so friggin’ cute in Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging. He played a bass player and he looked so cute on stage! ARHHHH. But now, he looked old and scruffy-looking and I think he made himself looked old because of his fiancée, Sam Taylor Wood is 43 years old and is pregnant with his child. I was like WHAT THE F HELL? He’s so cute and 20 years old and that girl, or should I say woman is 43 and old. But never mind, why not I change type this time. My type of guy is always the same, so he’s a bit different than the others. Atikah and Intan told me not to like him cos he looked too old. HAHAH. Who cares? I like him. But I still love Logan Lerman moooore lahh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2524655663191549483?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2524655663191549483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/aaron-johnson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2524655663191549483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2524655663191549483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/aaron-johnson.html' title='Aaron Johnson ♥'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_phdx09QOI/AAAAAAAAAfk/k4F2MLCLMzk/s72-c/normal_shoot05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2839753525662127347</id><published>2010-05-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T06:12:12.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Should I make myself a Tumblr? It’s almost the same as Blog but it looked much cooler, and banyak people guna tumblr bah. I don’t know. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2839753525662127347?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2839753525662127347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/should-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2839753525662127347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2839753525662127347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/should-i.html' title='Should I?'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7503340572522374788</id><published>2010-05-22T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T06:09:09.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, GIRLS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;This post is for my 3 birthday  girls, Nazi (17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; May), my un-official mummy Nana (20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;)  and Fiqah (25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; May). We did surprised Nazi by making her  cupcakes at Afie’s house but I wasn’t there to join them to bake the  cupcakes, but I did joined them surprising her at school. On Nana’s, we  acted like we didn’t know and then time rehat, we surprised her and  Fiqah with a birthday cake and celebrated theirs’ in the class. It was  so much fun. And time balik, Farah and Hamna komplot want to tikam Nana  with tepung in front of the school gate. When Nana kenak ambushed, Hamna  tikam tepung at me too and we were covered in tepung. Everyone around  us were hairan. Hahaha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7503340572522374788?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7503340572522374788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7503340572522374788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7503340572522374788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-girls.html' title='Happy Birthday, GIRLS!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-4912307558051487278</id><published>2010-05-22T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T05:54:57.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man 2 and Robin Hood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_fUAfIbeUI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rCNrRnUQCoU/s1600/1605_7134228185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_fUAfIbeUI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rCNrRnUQCoU/s320/1605_7134228185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474076976914069826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_fTfLkKlmI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ipihqo8taOw/s1600/russell-crowe-in-robin-hood-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_fTfLkKlmI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ipihqo8taOw/s320/russell-crowe-in-robin-hood-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474076404726011490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;I malas one to tulis banyak2 so what I want to say is that I’ve seen this two awesome movies, Iron Man 2 and Robin Hood. Robert Downey Jr. is so hot. HAHA. But he’s old. Who cares? He’s so hot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/6040484372335062992-4912307558051487278?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/4912307558051487278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/iron-man-2-and-robin-hood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4912307558051487278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4912307558051487278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/iron-man-2-and-robin-hood.html' title='Iron Man 2 and Robin Hood'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S_fUAfIbeUI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rCNrRnUQCoU/s72-c/1605_7134228185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6293938772306543285</id><published>2010-05-02T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T02:48:12.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phonesssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I want a new phone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New phone I tell ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;My lists of the new phones that I want:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Blackberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466606916242176546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S91KBulO-iI/AAAAAAAAAes/dCRTjm1xb1k/s320/blackberry-curve-8310.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This phone looked also cool and also it has so many freaking cool gadgets inside it! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. T Mobile Sidekick 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466604734359612802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S91ICub5LYI/AAAAAAAAAek/RjhhyTE1EO0/s320/t-mobile-fsidekick3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This phone is not sell at Malaysia. Only at US i think. But i will find it cos it looked so cool! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YES. That 2. Either one of them. My mom promised me that she'll buy me a phone after i got my PMR result. so wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6293938772306543285?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6293938772306543285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/phonesssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6293938772306543285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6293938772306543285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/phonesssss.html' title='Phonesssss'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S91KBulO-iI/AAAAAAAAAes/dCRTjm1xb1k/s72-c/blackberry-curve-8310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3983873929242200222</id><published>2010-05-02T01:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T01:28:42.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*INJECTION DAY*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WAHHH. A lot of people go crazy and scared after hearing that that Monday 19 April 2010 was the day we will be inject. HAHA. But not me. I’m a bit scared not freaking out scared. So we went to the dewan and Aina was the first one who got the first shot. I was after Farhana and I saw Farhana almost cried, my eyes were too! Then Lya was freaking out and she was afraid to get the shot and she cried. LALALA. Then after that all of us went back to the class and I haven’t got the effect yet until that midnight. I woke up and felt like I was sick and my badan was panas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that morning I just go to school but I forgot to eat some panadol pills. That morning at school was awful. My headache started to come and my temperature was hot but I cannot go to the bilik sakit since they cannot give out pills that easily now. We must ask from teacher. So I decided to just call my mom and asked her to get me here. So I did called her before break time. Then after Maths, my mom picked me up. LOL. I ponteng. HAHA. It’s all because of the injection for tetanus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3983873929242200222?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3983873929242200222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/injection-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3983873929242200222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3983873929242200222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/injection-day.html' title='*INJECTION DAY*'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1506228238856465065</id><published>2010-05-02T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T01:27:50.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerja Amal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last Thursday was the day we went to Reservoir Park to do some kerja amal along with the Interact Club, Band (?), and some others I don’t know but I’m under the Girl Guides. At first it was fun, just the girl guides walking around the park until we combined with the others (Chinese) and they started to give us orders. Cis. It was fun though and very tiring. My feet sakit gila babi. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-1506228238856465065?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/1506228238856465065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/kerja-amal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1506228238856465065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1506228238856465065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/05/kerja-amal.html' title='Kerja Amal'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2504681095588680918</id><published>2010-04-17T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T05:16:49.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;On the 16th April 2010, my school, St Teresa’s School held a sport day at Padang Jublee. I, Fathin, and friends who was in the Persatuan Pandu Puteri, berkawad kaki for the laluan lintas hormat. We wore the uniform in the freaking hot weather and after I kawad we stood in the middle of the padang along with the Band, Pengawas, Puteri Islam, Red Crescent, Polis and other rumah sukan. We had to stand in the sun while singing the Negaraku Song, school song, baca doa and prayer and Pengetua and someone else’s berucap. But before the ‘someone else’s ucapan, I had this dizzy feeling and my kaki were all tired and when I kept on blinking my eyes, my vision becoming more and more kabur. I was in the first line and I called my senior and suddenly all I see was black and little yellow dots. I was like ‘OMG I’m going to faint!’ and she talked to me and asked me to go to the bilik sakit and I said I cannot see and my hearing also becoming more and more kabur. My telinga bedum immediately and she go behind me and hold me until in the middle of the track one RC girl took me immediately and one another came with paying and bring me to the Bilik Sakit/RC and when they asked me to sit down, my vision was okay but I was still panicking and I got a headache and still cannot focus. Then came along a Puteri Islam sat in front of me. One RC unbutton my shirt (only the top ones) and she said, “Open you pants,” and I quickly said, I’m okay already just some headache. And she gave me water with glucose in it. I sat there for about 30 minutes with the RC girl’s kipas-ing me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was okay after that and go after my friends and I was sad cos I missed the cheerleading squad’s dance. I sat down with the guys and watched all other people doing acara and cheering for them. It was fun and I had my first fainting experience although I wasn’t fainting, almost! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my camera rosak already. ARGHH. Berendam dalam my beg, tumpah air, on the way to Padang Jublee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2504681095588680918?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2504681095588680918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/04/sports-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2504681095588680918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2504681095588680918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/04/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3698026962128929430</id><published>2010-04-10T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:48:10.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotness</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG. What was I thinking? HAHAHA! My maths tuition teacher, Collin is Chinese and he is kinda cute. See? He’s very friendly bah. Nana also said that she thought the teacher looked so cute. Haha. And I agreed. Last night, while tuitioning, Nazi, Eqeen and I sat on a table and he wanted to teach us this Algebraic thingy so he sat down on a table behind us and teach us. After he finished, I told the two of them, “I may be crazy but teacher looked so hot sitting o nthe table,” and nazi and eqeen agreed and nazi said he looked so guy-next-door and I was like, WHAT THE HELL, HE’S OUR FREAKING TEACHER! HAHAHAHA. He always teaches me alone cos I sat on the end of the table so he always aims me. So sometimes awkward. LOL. I feel so disgusted at myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3698026962128929430?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3698026962128929430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3698026962128929430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3698026962128929430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg.html' title='Hotness'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7954518742875086508</id><published>2010-04-10T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:40:46.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Netball Competition Under 18 &amp; 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The competition for under 18 was held on the 30 and the 31st of March and I was on the team although I’m supposed to be in the 15 team. They needed me, they doesn’t have a GK. So I played the position GK against Lundu, Batu Lintang and Semerah Padi at SMK St. Mary. Marina, Mildred and I, who were supposed to be on the 15 team, was kenak tarit to the 18 team, so the three of us will play both games. The first game, against SP, we lost. Whatever. The second game, against BL, we won, BIG: 15-3. :D The third game, we were supposed to have a match with a vocational school, but they tarik diri. So we won automatically and made us on the 2nd place in the group and the next day we had a match with the Lundu and it sucked so badly, our GA cried after that. 26-1. Arghh. Okay bah, at least we won something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458487134898003698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxIP6invI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kTf5TNVdReg/s320/24541_1197534233035_1668891196_418014_3500231_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the under 15 team had 3 matches (Lundu, Santubong &amp;amp; Bau) on the 7th April at Sekolah Seni Kuching/ TAHO. When we arrived there’s this group of people said, “WELCOME TO TAHO!” haha. Funny. And they talked English with us. They must think the netball St Teresa team speaks English. LOL. Okay, the first match was with Santubong, and actually we had a chance of winning but because of our GSs’ lack skill of shooting, the game was tied. 6-6. I also played badly. The second game was against the lundu, again and they won, 10-3. But this time, teacher said I played very good although we didn’t win. I know I played very well, I can feel it. :) Then it was lunch so we rehat for about 3 hours until the next game. Oh and I played those two games dalam demam. Kesian hoh?&lt;br /&gt;The last game was against Bau and we also can win but thanks to the STOOPID referee from BL, we lost. She always ‘piit’ us even though we didn’t make any mistakes. So bodoh. ARGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxJqVFX7I/AAAAAAAAAec/Znzamp7qBNM/s1600/P4070093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458487159168524210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxJqVFX7I/AAAAAAAAAec/Znzamp7qBNM/s320/P4070093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxJGIetdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4pNuIE4Dx-g/s1600/P4070077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458487149451982290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxJGIetdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4pNuIE4Dx-g/s320/P4070077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxImUK2yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VVsS2rmCB0U/s1600/P4070061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458487140911078178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxImUK2yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VVsS2rmCB0U/s320/P4070061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess what? I’m not the freaking captain. Mildred is. Do you know how does that made me feel? Teacher picked her cos I forgot to bring the borang when people hantar. Oh I felt like I just lost in politics. But I’m the co-captain so I’m also in-charge. But mostly, I took control of our training. LOL. Who cares? I’m older and taller. LOL :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that I had so much fun with these girls while the games even though we didn’t win. :) &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/6040484372335062992-7954518742875086508?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7954518742875086508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/04/netball-competition-under-18-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7954518742875086508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7954518742875086508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/04/netball-competition-under-18-15.html' title='Netball Competition Under 18 &amp; 15'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S8BxIP6invI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kTf5TNVdReg/s72-c/24541_1197534233035_1668891196_418014_3500231_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7432941573763434598</id><published>2010-03-27T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T06:27:26.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendly Match with SMK Pending at St Mary</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday, our school netball team, including me went to SMK St Mary to play a friendly match with the Pending people. When we arrived, I was surprised to see my old two friends, Azu and Charlene, met last two years ago at Kuching Competition, all three of us wakil Kuching, and what was more stressing, both of them played GA and GS and I played GK! So I have to defend them! Haha. They were so good, they won. LOL. Oh and St Mary’s school was so small, I thought that our school was small and berterabo, but St Mary is worse. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7432941573763434598?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7432941573763434598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendly-match-with-smk-pending-at-st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7432941573763434598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7432941573763434598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendly-match-with-smk-pending-at-st.html' title='A Friendly Match with SMK Pending at St Mary'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1944363513486229874</id><published>2010-03-20T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:45:53.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerja Kursus In Making</title><content type='html'>Read more at &lt;a href="http://kamibskl.blogspot.com/"&gt;kamibskl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Making'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7073383713550325001</id><published>2010-03-20T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:45:00.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems Like 3d is Not That Great</title><content type='html'>We (Fathin, Nazi and Eqeen) watched Alice in Wonderland in 3d at The Spring’s MBO last Wednesday and it wasn’t all that great. .... read more at &lt;a href="http://kamibskl.blogspot.com/"&gt;kamibskl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Great'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2450020305823567174</id><published>2010-03-20T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:36:20.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banned From the Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;That is true. I am banned from the internet. Well, just on weekdays, weekend, can open lah. My life has been pretty empty since no internet. But I can live with that. My mom banned me, since my Sejarah for this exam, I got an E. Yay! :p Ain’t I smart? HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2450020305823567174?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2450020305823567174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/banned-from-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2450020305823567174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2450020305823567174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/banned-from-internet.html' title='Banned From the Internet'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5466491744955867299</id><published>2010-03-20T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:35:16.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whipped Cream Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought whipped cream last week and now it’s gone, I mean finished, not that its finish, the cream got stuck in the spray tin and my mom threw it down the rubbish bin. But on the night we bought it (at Choice Mall) we sprayed it on some strawberries and here’s the pic: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450708591532308130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S6TOlbxz9qI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Q38KSBN_OnU/s320/IMG0294A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450708599951939554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S6TOl7JNV-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/E9Dpz3dabIg/s320/IMG0296A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME. And after that we sprayed it in our mouth right away and that’s how we ate it for the next days. It was pretty good however it can make me fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5466491744955867299?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5466491744955867299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/whipped-cream-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5466491744955867299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5466491744955867299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/whipped-cream-dinner.html' title='Whipped Cream Dinner'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S6TOlbxz9qI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Q38KSBN_OnU/s72-c/IMG0294A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1815658338280317796</id><published>2010-03-13T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:00:28.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Dirty Telematch</title><content type='html'>Read more at &lt;a href="http://kamibskl.blogspot.com/"&gt;kamibskl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-1815658338280317796?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/1815658338280317796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-dirty-telematch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1815658338280317796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1815658338280317796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-dirty-telematch.html' title='A Very Dirty Telematch'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8328786191663604552</id><published>2010-03-13T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T05:47:18.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex Lambert Is out When I’m Starting to like Him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S5uXIvt1oXI/AAAAAAAAAds/L4X56k0Z5Ac/s1600-h/alex+lambert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448114350738219378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S5uXIvt1oXI/AAAAAAAAAds/L4X56k0Z5Ac/s320/alex+lambert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alex and his cute little face :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NOOOOOO! Just when I started to like him, he was out from American idol! NOOOO. F*ck those people who didn’t vote for him. But he was that good that he made it to the top 16. He was so good and so cute and so innocent looking that I like him! NOOOOO. I cannot believe that he’s out! He has really good voice, he has that Teddy Geiger/James Morrison kinda voice. The ‘sengong’ voice! But he really good! Maybe people were still blinded after the Twilight issues and people can’t see that he’s that good. Although he has nerves issues, but I’m sure he’s going to get it out from him! It’s just sad to see somebody you like out from the competition. While he was singing after the announcement by Ryan Seacrest that he was eliminate, he was asked to sing for the last time and I can see that he was trying to hold his tears and after he finished singing, all the guys came to the stage and hugged him and after that Ryan asked him to sit down at the side and his nose were red! AWWW he’s so cute… Sayang he was eliminated before anything. Uishh. But I’m still gonna watch American Idol cos I also support Aaron Kelly and Tim Urban and Lee Dwyze. They’re awesome. But I’m still devastated that Alex’s out.&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/6040484372335062992-8328786191663604552?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8328786191663604552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/alex-lambert-is-out-when-im-starting-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8328786191663604552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8328786191663604552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/alex-lambert-is-out-when-im-starting-to.html' title='Alex Lambert Is out When I’m Starting to like Him!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S5uXIvt1oXI/AAAAAAAAAds/L4X56k0Z5Ac/s72-c/alex+lambert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5038440532437250971</id><published>2010-03-08T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T06:38:49.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Unknown Kissing Scene Broke My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ha ha ha ha. I’m so freaking sad. Well, not freaking, just sad. I’m exaggerating. LOL. You know why? Remember my last post about Percy Jackson and I said that Percy and Annabeeth didn’t kissed in the movie, but guess what?! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They did kiss!&lt;/span&gt; I saw the picture on Twitter and was like “What on earth?” and they said that the productions x jadi using that scene cos I don’t know why but why can’t they just show it so that I’m not gonna be surprised. Ha. Oh and Logan seems like he is an intensed kisser. Just looked at the way he kissed Alexandra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446272057538201074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S5ULlKuzRfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/J4R1tY4bpXU/s320/65865051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH. One of the comments from Twitter was &lt;em&gt;“If you don’t get off my man in 3 seconds, I’m gonna kill you!”&lt;/em&gt; and I was like, LOL. Though I am a hard fan of Logan Lerman, I’m happy if he got himself a girlfriend but Alex is older than he is so they don’t really match. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YIPEEE! :D&lt;/span&gt; And also this is the first movie I saw him kissing except for Jack and Bobby, a series where he once kissed an (wayyyy) older girl than he is, that time he was 12. So enjoy my boyfriend’s kiss, Alexandra Daddario!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5038440532437250971?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5038440532437250971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-unknown-kissing-scene-broke-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5038440532437250971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5038440532437250971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-unknown-kissing-scene-broke-my.html' title='That Unknown Kissing Scene Broke My Heart'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S5ULlKuzRfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/J4R1tY4bpXU/s72-c/65865051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2782431007227175531</id><published>2010-02-20T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T04:51:37.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People Doesn’t Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yes, people doesn’t know that I, Nur Fathin Amira bt Sapawi age 14 and a half has written over 72 songs. All BY MYSELF. Fathin originals. Although, I won’t post it right here, cos I don’t want any of other people criticizing my lyrics, cos its mine. And it is original, no tiruan punya! And now, I am so proud of myself, I just want to cheer for me, tepuk bahu sendiri. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2782431007227175531?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2782431007227175531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-doesnt-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2782431007227175531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2782431007227175531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-doesnt-know.html' title='People Doesn’t Know'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-177885795140495794</id><published>2010-02-20T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T04:49:51.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine’s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So uh for last Valentine’s Day, my mom’s shop, Boonga 4 U was one of the stall that you saw on the streets of Kuching, selling lots of stuff for Valentine’s and Chinese New Year such as flowers, teddy bears, balloons, and flowers. Duhh, people buy flowers for VD so my mom put on a stall under the bus stop in front of Satok, near my mom’s shop and my sister and I were on shift. And also before that day, I have to make a poster says ‘GONG XI VALENTINE’ using ang paus only. Boy, it was tiring and my fingers were kembang/sakit after using a lot of scissors. Why, I don’t like selling flowers e.g. me own face, while people walking on the sidewalk you know, to get on the bus and I saw a lot of ‘Orang Laut’ there and they don’t know how stupid and embarrassing they looked like. HA HA. KESIAN. Well, I enjoyed it, that day was not so hot so it was fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440306729232474562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3_aJXERocI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1CjKfX5HCOg/s320/P2122237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3_aJ2mpioI/AAAAAAAAAdc/pMB_lzJTgLo/s1600-h/P2142239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440306737698146946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3_aJ2mpioI/AAAAAAAAAdc/pMB_lzJTgLo/s320/P2142239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-177885795140495794?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/177885795140495794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/177885795140495794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/177885795140495794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine’s Day'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3_aJXERocI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1CjKfX5HCOg/s72-c/P2122237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8874372114452664078</id><published>2010-02-13T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T04:52:09.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews: Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3af5kJI52I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ozzvn6Tpotw/s1600-h/PERCY_1SHT_WITHOUT_RAY-512x758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437709411399821154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3af5kJI52I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ozzvn6Tpotw/s320/PERCY_1SHT_WITHOUT_RAY-512x758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Heeeeeeeeee :)&lt;/span&gt; I watched the movie. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Heeeeeeee :)&lt;/span&gt; OMG the movie was great, of course cos my boyfriend, Logan Lerman is in it! For non-fans they must thought the movie was nothing but all were great, the effects, the jokes, the people in it, the acting and everything! The movie was basically &lt;strong&gt;the modern Harry Potter/Narnia movie&lt;/strong&gt;. Critics from cinemaonline.com.my gave the movie 3 and half stars over 5 but I gave the movie&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 stars out of 5!&lt;/span&gt; So if you are non-fans, don’t believe anything I said. But even my mom said the movie was so good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is Logan is in it and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he’s hair was PURRR-FECT!&lt;/span&gt; And also, Logan didn’t kissed Annabeth, the girl Percy is supposed to be in love with. Before watching the movie, we ate at the Secret Recipe and every emotion starts to come back to me, I felt nervous, happy, excited, nak kemih, nak berak, nak kentut, semua ada, to watch the movie. Brandon T. Jackson who played the Satyr in the movie (I forgot his name) was the joker in the movie, all the way. He’s funny and he’s a good actor so was Logan. Alexandra Daddario who played Annabeth, is very pretty and also a good actress and so is Logan, very pretty. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was basically about Percy knew that he’s a demigod which is half human half god when a monster came to him and asked for Zeus’s Lightning Bolt but he’s not the thief. So he became afraid and very crazy looking cos he thought he was imagining things cos in this movie, he got dyslexia and ADHD. Logan with his crazy looking looked so cute! And so his friend/protector (the Satyr, I forgot his name) brought him to the Half-Blood camp, where he met Annabeth and a lot of other people training to be heroes. Then Hades, the god of fire came and asked for the lightning bolt from Percy and threatened to kill his mother if he doesn’t give Hades the bolt. But Chiron, kinda the teacher there, told Percy not to go but Percy ran away and went away with Annabeth and his protector but before they went to see Hades they must find 3 pearls that can make them get away/ go home (cos going back to earth while you in hell is not easy I tell you) while at hell which is at somewhere I forgot, the second one was at Tennessee and the last one was at Vegas and Hades is at Hollywood. I like when they’re in Vegas, they became all crazy at the hotel and they got stuck there for 5 days cos they ate a flower and they became all crazy and happy all the time, they forgot their mission after Logan was awake by Poseidon’s bisikan (Percy’s father, god of the sea) and they went to Hollywood. Okeee, so watch the movie yourself, I don’t want to spoil it. LOL. BTW, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOGAN LERMAN IS MINE! AND HE GOT SOME PACKS OVER HIS BODY! :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8874372114452664078?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8874372114452664078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/reviews-percy-jackson-and-lightning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8874372114452664078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8874372114452664078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/reviews-percy-jackson-and-lightning.html' title='Reviews: Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3af5kJI52I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ozzvn6Tpotw/s72-c/PERCY_1SHT_WITHOUT_RAY-512x758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5066003330074203206</id><published>2010-02-13T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T04:43:25.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakdown at School</title><content type='html'>Read more at &lt;a href="http://www.kamibskl.blogpsot.com/"&gt;kamibskl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5066003330074203206?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5066003330074203206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakdown-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5066003330074203206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5066003330074203206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakdown-at-school.html' title='Breakdown at School'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-882679994657055093</id><published>2010-02-08T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:14:56.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sunday, February 07, 2010 – 8.18pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta feeling, every Sunday night, I felt like there’s no tomorrow or I felt like there’s something bad going to happen but never really happen. I really don’t like it when it’s Sunday night, and it’s raining, hard. I don’t like that feeling. I don’t know why but since I was a kid, I have this weird feeling and that night, I would try to do everything at my best like there’s no tomorrow. E.G. I helped throwing rubbish on the main table in our house, I cleaned up my room even just a little bit, I hang out with my mom and brother, I tried to study and do homework. I am weird you know? And I don’t feel good right now cos it’s Sunday night, and it’s raining hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-882679994657055093?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/882679994657055093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-gotta-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/882679994657055093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/882679994657055093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I gotta feeling'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3568558947213155170</id><published>2010-02-08T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:13:39.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HAIRCUT! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3Ab1JlbkeI/AAAAAAAAAdE/lKK6lOWelUE/s1600-h/P2042242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435875350156120546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3Ab1JlbkeI/AAAAAAAAAdE/lKK6lOWelUE/s320/P2042242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;YAY! Got a new haircut! Actually it’s nothing different than the last one, just that my fringe (rambut depan) is not selanting anymore, its lurus like the Japanese anime looked like. HAHA. It’s a bit different but I’ m still not used to this kind of haircut but a lot of people said that I looked cute and younger. *.* hehe. Before, nobody said anything. LOL. Back to the old days. When I was little, around 8 years old, I used to have this haircut but then I didn’t know how to style it. HAHA. And guess what, the cashier guy at Nichii talked to me in Chinese last Saturday when we went to Spring! OMG So Karen was right about it, I looked Chinese. I feel Chinese. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3568558947213155170?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3568558947213155170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3568558947213155170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3568558947213155170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-haircut.html' title='NEW HAIRCUT! :)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S3Ab1JlbkeI/AAAAAAAAAdE/lKK6lOWelUE/s72-c/P2042242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5340013529436679987</id><published>2010-02-03T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:00:41.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weirdest &amp; Stupidest PJ EVER</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday was our classes &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;stupidest and weirdest&lt;/span&gt; PJ ever. Before this, this teacher from netball teaches us, even though we didn't do anything, but she's cool bah. Then schedule tukar, teacher for PJ also tukar, then changed to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mdm Shirley&lt;/span&gt;, our English teacher. She's boring. Even when she teaches English and now PJ was supposed to be fun, but not anymore D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First2, she asked everyone of us to stand in lines and then she seperated the ones that doesn't use PJ clothes. I suddenly thought of a very &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'fashionable disscusion'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Teacher:&lt;/span&gt; Why you didn't bring your PJ clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; Oh I'm sorry teacher, but today I got wardrobe malfunction. Sorry. (then smiles to herself)&lt;br /&gt;(teacher demerits her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she asked Fazira to lead us stretching, and then she asked us to walk in circles. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CIRCLES?&lt;/span&gt; What? What? How weird is that? And then we walk faster and faster. COME ON, this is tadiak anymore! Then I was so glad that the class ended but i felt stupid for changing my clothes for NOTHING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5340013529436679987?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5340013529436679987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/weirdest-stupidest-pj-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5340013529436679987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5340013529436679987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/weirdest-stupidest-pj-ever.html' title='The Weirdest &amp; Stupidest PJ EVER'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-968069806631493231</id><published>2010-02-01T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T04:28:35.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February already?</title><content type='html'>Today is FEBRUARY. 1/2/1010 already. so fast. Next month already Gerak Gempur, and a few months later, PMR! *.* (faints!) then die. i cannot accept the fact that this year, i am going to take PMR tests. ARGGGHH. signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-968069806631493231?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/968069806631493231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/968069806631493231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/968069806631493231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-already.html' title='February already?'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5903821157009298530</id><published>2010-01-31T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:03:24.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selena Gomez has a crush on Logan Lerman</title><content type='html'>Selena Gomez, told Ryan Seacreast that she has a crush on my boyfriend, Logan Lerman, who is currently promoting his new movie, Percy Jackson, out next month. I LOVE SELENA GOMEZ! HAHAHA. See? Nobody said that Logan is not cute, he is so cute even Selena likes him. But he is neext in line from Shia LaBeouf in her heart. Nobody can ressist him! But, Ryan doesn't even know who he is until Selena said who he is like she was promoting him. She even said that! And Ryan said that maybe he can interview him. YESSSHHH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear Selena and Ryan talk: (around 14:00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ryanseacrest.com/audio/?MediaID=567"&gt;http://www.ryanseacrest.com/audio/?MediaID=567&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Selena and Logan would make a great couple cos Selena is beautiful and she is not like Miley or Demi, she's appropiate for her age. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5903821157009298530?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5903821157009298530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/selena-gomez-has-crush-on-logan-lerman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5903821157009298530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5903821157009298530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/selena-gomez-has-crush-on-logan-lerman.html' title='Selena Gomez has a crush on Logan Lerman'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1020341689695337875</id><published>2010-01-31T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:57:32.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister Went To Boys Like Girls Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, she did, my sister went to Boys Like Girls concert a few days in KL. Very cool maa. Although i'm not jealous cos i'm not that into BLG so uh i don't care but it sounds cool. My sister who's studying in Melaka went there with her friends i don't when and where. Ahh, got the pictures though, found it on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE2HdhW4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/3P1Wccm4zwk/s1600-h/18378_300470867447_514657447_4492918_6002773_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432824221998865282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE2HdhW4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/3P1Wccm4zwk/s320/18378_300470867447_514657447_4492918_6002773_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister, Malina&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE1liTMtI/AAAAAAAAAc0/DATxLvJ5E6E/s1600-h/18378_300470892447_514657447_4492920_7473821_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432824212892103378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE1liTMtI/AAAAAAAAAc0/DATxLvJ5E6E/s320/18378_300470892447_514657447_4492920_7473821_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boys Like Girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE1dky6tI/AAAAAAAAAcs/oNCgJ5jvt4U/s1600-h/18378_300470912447_514657447_4492921_5282563_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432824210755087058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE1dky6tI/AAAAAAAAAcs/oNCgJ5jvt4U/s320/18378_300470912447_514657447_4492921_5282563_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE08qGi1I/AAAAAAAAAck/5sTJRBH7aE4/s1600-h/18378_300474157447_514657447_4492926_1788302_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432824201918974802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE08qGi1I/AAAAAAAAAck/5sTJRBH7aE4/s320/18378_300474157447_514657447_4492926_1788302_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6040484372335062992-1020341689695337875?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/1020341689695337875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-sister-went-to-boys-like-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1020341689695337875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1020341689695337875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-sister-went-to-boys-like-girls.html' title='My Sister Went To Boys Like Girls Concert'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S2VE2HdhW4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/3P1Wccm4zwk/s72-c/18378_300470867447_514657447_4492918_6002773_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6416010878017110547</id><published>2010-01-28T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:49:41.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID MUSCLE PAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This stupid muscle pain made me can't even walk properly, sembahyang properly or even laugh the right way! After that netball practice, ooohh the next morning my body was so sakit that i was having a hard time getting up off my bed. argghhh. we did a little sit-up and pumping so that's why my muscle from every part of my body is so freaking sakit right now. Even my burit is sakit! I walk like a freaking retarded person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6416010878017110547?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6416010878017110547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/stupid-muscle-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6416010878017110547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6416010878017110547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/stupid-muscle-pain.html' title='STUPID MUSCLE PAIN'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6825222936372102382</id><published>2010-01-23T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T04:22:33.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My One and Only Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S1rp2ooPN_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/oHsNeDRvR5c/s1600-h/My_One_And_Only-985786743-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429909425576949746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S1rp2ooPN_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/oHsNeDRvR5c/s320/My_One_And_Only-985786743-main.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:DD I LOVE THE MOVIE&lt;/span&gt;! I just bought it about 2-3 days ago at Satok before I went to my tuition class. I was so surprised that the DVD store got the movie, cos I have been looking for it all over Kuching. HAHA. Kidding. I only wanna watch it bcos of Logan. Duhh. If not becos of him, I wouldn’t even bother to even trying looking for it. Although the movie was great, the storyline is very good and Logan is pretty much everywhere in the movie so that’s great! It was worth it cos Logan’s name was the second one after Renee Zelweger’s name on the screen on the first part of the movie and he is the son of Renee so he is pretty much important and he’s always on the screen! I can’t stop &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SALIVATING&lt;/span&gt; while watching the movie. Seriously, even playing a kid from the older days, Logan is still hot. :D And also, which was not surprising, there’s a part where Logan get to see breasts. Again, just like in Gamer. He sure knows how to choose a movie where he can see someone’s breast, for free. xP and in the movie, we can see Logan doing pretty normal stuff, like Logan being playful, Logan being cute, Logan crying, Logan gets slapped, Logan reading book, Logan on a date, Logan having fun, Logan playing with his brother, Logan in love, Logan being the most-loved son, and much more just like he is in real life. So that’s just awesome and he is just so cute. I can’t wait for his &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Percy Jackson next month&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6825222936372102382?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6825222936372102382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-one-and-only-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6825222936372102382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6825222936372102382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-one-and-only-review.html' title='My One and Only Review'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S1rp2ooPN_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/oHsNeDRvR5c/s72-c/My_One_And_Only-985786743-main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5031326395393898574</id><published>2010-01-18T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:29:56.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S1Rh7qxdmuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/b1E77Ne_cco/s1600-h/P1132232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428071128610216674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S1Rh7qxdmuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/b1E77Ne_cco/s320/P1132232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the pills that the red cresent gave me and it was so black that it made my tounge black in colour .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last week, 13th January 2010 was officially my first bad day of the year cos I’ve been going to the toilet for 3 times and 2 times to the Bilik Sakit. It’s tiring and humiliating, but it cannot wait. What cannot wait? Anything that I digested before and is going out or as we call it, TAIK. LOL. Seriously, first it was on Mdm Fu’s class, and then Puan Hjh Khairiah and then it’s Puan Junita’s class. Then the last one, I have to mintak pill sakit perut from the bilik sakit and the ubat was so black. Haha, Afiqah said that was the charcoal pill and it’s cool though. I guess the girl from the bilik sakit must be broing to see my face everytime. LOL. And also while I was waiting for my mom. Shit. I have to walk again inside but then when I went to the bathroom and saw none of any hos, so I x jd. So I went back to the front (bridge) and then cun2 my mom datang.&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/6040484372335062992-5031326395393898574?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5031326395393898574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5031326395393898574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5031326395393898574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-day-ever.html' title='Bad Day Ever'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S1Rh7qxdmuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/b1E77Ne_cco/s72-c/P1132232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6169395787771737356</id><published>2010-01-11T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:49:43.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHERLOCK HOLMES IS FREAKING SMART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0s5END0u8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/w5nbkGLFy0Y/s1600-h/3651542237_33a231fdcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425492920485854146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0s5END0u8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/w5nbkGLFy0Y/s320/3651542237_33a231fdcc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he is so smart and too intelligent. All he’s tricks and science and the way he saves lives and the way he investigates was incredible. How I know? I watched the movie lah. Last Saturday night, we went to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MBO The Sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ring&lt;/span&gt; and watched the 10.30pm one and the movie was awesome. I was surprised that the movie was directed by Guy Ritchie, Gwen Stefani’s ex husband and I don’t that he is even a director. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes was Robert Downey Junior, of course the movie as good, cos he’s in it. Robert Downey Junior is awesome.&lt;/span&gt; And also &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jude Law&lt;/span&gt;. Is that how you spell he’s name? Hahaha. Oh and sadly I didn’t see &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Logan a.k.a Percy Jackson’s&lt;/span&gt; trailer in the big screen, but I did see him in the tv screen in front of the counter so I was so excited to see the trailer even though I already saw the trailer like, thousands times already. HEHE :D&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something really weird, the movie finished until 12.45am so we kinda reached home around 1am and while my mom was driving, mostly the traffic light were green every time our car reaches it. &lt;em&gt;Some luck, huh&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6169395787771737356?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6169395787771737356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-he-is-so-smart-and-too-intelligent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6169395787771737356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6169395787771737356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-he-is-so-smart-and-too-intelligent.html' title='SHERLOCK HOLMES IS FREAKING SMART'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0s5END0u8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/w5nbkGLFy0Y/s72-c/3651542237_33a231fdcc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2062277661807238765</id><published>2010-01-11T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:12:09.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday to My Dad!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to wish him. LOL. It was on the 8th January and he is 46 (i think) years old this year. We celebrated his birthday at a restaurant named Jambu and the place was awesome and so exotic and cozy. We sat on a table of 6 in a private room and we’re just the only ones in. Cool, huh? The other clients just sat on the table outside of the room. I love the place and the menus are mostly western so I ate Sirloin Steak which was YUMMY! My family ate the same thing and also Lamb Chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0sw36MXacI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5J4-lZuyTXc/s1600-h/P1082231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425483913169955266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0sw36MXacI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5J4-lZuyTXc/s320/P1082231.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My yummy Sirloin Steak :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0sw3nnFS9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/giztkcJAF5g/s1600-h/P1082222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425483908181740498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0sw3nnFS9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/giztkcJAF5g/s320/P1082222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I looked weird .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0sw3fjSTxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/q9iGK8_QOg8/s1600-h/P1082220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425483906018332434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0sw3fjSTxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/q9iGK8_QOg8/s320/P1082220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my mom, the shadow, walking too fast while i took some photographs.&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/6040484372335062992-2062277661807238765?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2062277661807238765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-belated-birthday-to-my-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2062277661807238765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2062277661807238765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-belated-birthday-to-my-dad.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday to My Dad!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0sw36MXacI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5J4-lZuyTXc/s72-c/P1082231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1679992095620922591</id><published>2010-01-11T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T05:47:42.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First KK of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The first KK was last Saturday, it was nothing. We just registered ourselves in the club or something. I took Netball, Pandu Puteri and Kelab Pencinta Alam Sekitar. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425477752015367618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0srRSGpLcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/tQQdraakUZs/s320/IMG0249A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425477744201109234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0srQ0_lDvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/sx5hZiSK1Sk/s320/IMG0248A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-1679992095620922591?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/1679992095620922591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-kk-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1679992095620922591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1679992095620922591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-kk-of-year.html' title='The First KK of the Year'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0srRSGpLcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/tQQdraakUZs/s72-c/IMG0249A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8690643098652231245</id><published>2010-01-08T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:25:55.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Just Me :)</title><content type='html'>Who said Logan isn't cute? Maybe some of em said he's not but majority said that he's cute but mostly HAWT (hotlah). I told my friends that i like an actor called Logan Lerman and then they said he's cute. The others saw him in the cinemas while watching other movies and saw the trailer that was featured in the cinema also said that he's cute. And now, a magazine said that he's cute. Believe me, he is cute. This magazine said that he's majority cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mmm-mag.com/2010/01/new-hottie-to-watch---logan-le.html"&gt;http://www.mmm-mag.com/2010/01/new-hottie-to-watch---logan-le.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to see how much cute he is, check out he's latest and old photoshoot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0gepTCwmdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IIxHm2dIJTI/s1600-h/logan+photoshoots+(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619446003079634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0gepTCwmdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IIxHm2dIJTI/s320/logan+photoshoots+(15).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geo4lQ7WI/AAAAAAAAAa8/YyiVmNHcv-o/s1600-h/logan+photoshoots+(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619438900047202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geo4lQ7WI/AAAAAAAAAa8/YyiVmNHcv-o/s320/logan+photoshoots+(14).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geooxmOEI/AAAAAAAAAa0/is-8k6__u8g/s1600-h/logan+photoshoots+(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619434656806978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geooxmOEI/AAAAAAAAAa0/is-8k6__u8g/s320/logan+photoshoots+(16).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geoceFGRI/AAAAAAAAAas/mOUBer7E76s/s1600-h/logan+photoshoots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619431353719058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geoceFGRI/AAAAAAAAAas/mOUBer7E76s/s320/logan+photoshoots.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geoESZKYI/AAAAAAAAAak/ghuULyN13g8/s1600-h/01~7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619424862251394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0geoESZKYI/AAAAAAAAAak/ghuULyN13g8/s320/01~7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0ggRMj1-SI/AAAAAAAAAbU/57LdUJeQL1s/s1600-h/logan+photoshoots+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424621230969190690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0ggRMj1-SI/AAAAAAAAAbU/57LdUJeQL1s/s320/logan+photoshoots+(8).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0ggQ1RgG5I/AAAAAAAAAbM/cLjleiuN2xQ/s1600-h/logan+photoshoots+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424621224718244754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0ggQ1RgG5I/AAAAAAAAAbM/cLjleiuN2xQ/s320/logan+photoshoots+(5).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Logan cute? Well, after you watched Percy Jackson, you'll know that he's mine and btw don't curik2 ya! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8690643098652231245?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8690643098652231245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-just-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8690643098652231245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8690643098652231245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-just-me.html' title='Not Just Me :)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0gepTCwmdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IIxHm2dIJTI/s72-c/logan+photoshoots+(15).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7813146403969789471</id><published>2010-01-08T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:55:11.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watched Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire’s Assistant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0byuP4bElI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-5nvSyja2m0/s1600-h/vampire+assistant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424289677565432402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0byuP4bElI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-5nvSyja2m0/s320/vampire+assistant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! And the movie was awesome and funny and the guy who played Darren Shan, Chris Massoglia is so cute and funny! :) I watched the movie with Nazi, Farina, Laila and Jojo, all the SK Rakyat ex’s student. (Read more at kamibskl blog) About the movie, I love it love it love it. The movie was one of the movies that I want to watch, in my movie-list I posted a few weeks ago. And Logan’s movie is coming up, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, CAN’T WAIT! Lots of my friends said that he was cute, of course he is and that is one of the reasons why he’s my celeb boyfriend. LOL :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7813146403969789471?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7813146403969789471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/watched-cirque-du-freak-vampires.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7813146403969789471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7813146403969789471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/watched-cirque-du-freak-vampires.html' title='Watched Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire’s Assistant'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0byuP4bElI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-5nvSyja2m0/s72-c/vampire+assistant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3764343132455349186</id><published>2010-01-08T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:40:53.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Day of School and Tuition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The first day of school still bumped me cos I think it was boring and sad cos now I’m in 3a3, I stil want to be in a2 classes cos Nazi, Syami, Hamna and Eqeen are there and not that my friends in a3 not fun, they’re fun just like Karen said, but I just don’t fit with them. So I’m tired cos every day I have to wait alone for my dad/mom at the bridge di bawah panas which was suffering. And guess what is tiring? Hearing the word PMR PMR PMR every day and I’m getting sick of it and just knew that our first gerak gempur was on the first of March. This sucks. My mom already told me not to use the laptop all the time. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of tuition was supposed to be on the Tuesday but that time my mom was still in KL sending my elder sister back to her college in Melaka and she got her first car which is white Myvi and I’m not jealous cos I can’t drive! HAHA. So I missed the first class of Mathematics with Nana, Nazi and Eqeen. But on Wednesday, I went to Sri Bintang Haji Taha and registered then terus masuk kelas. The classes were ugly and small. HAHA. Every time rehat all the students go to Jantayu Black Pepper house so I have to go or I stay alone even though my mom said don’t go but then I said why I have to then she can’t do anything. I’m tired so goodnight. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3764343132455349186?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3764343132455349186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-and-tuition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3764343132455349186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3764343132455349186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-and-tuition.html' title='The First Day of School and Tuition'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7150151157511776825</id><published>2010-01-08T00:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:35:53.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santubong, Baby!</title><content type='html'>On the second day of my cousin’s weedding day at Damai Puri, my family, Cik Soni’s family and Cik Ahim’s family decided to stay at Santubong Resort while the wedding was held on that evening. We came about afternoon then kemas2 to go to the wedding lah. After the wedding, we balik pukul 5.30pm like that almost 6 if I’m not mistaken. Then, we changed to swimming suits and dived in! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then that night, we berkumpul at my room a.k.a. my mother’s room too (my sisters shared room so my mom booked 2 rooms lah), we eat2, I gossip with the parents (LOL) and took pictures and more stuff. That morning, my cousin, Zharfan and my brother already excited to swim (zharfan just came that night) and they woke up around 7am and they woke me up 7.35am and asked me if I want to go swimming. I got up and tell my mom I’ll join them. HAHA. Mandik awal pagi. Yak Mas and family joined at the pool that morning around 10pm and in the room of course, and around 12pm we balik lah, semua tired oledi. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7150151157511776825?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7150151157511776825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/santubong-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7150151157511776825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7150151157511776825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/santubong-baby.html' title='Santubong, Baby!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-4397689080342849664</id><published>2010-01-08T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:33:04.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weirdest and KELANG-KABUT Wedding Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I won’t say anything bad online cos it’s worldwide and that would make all the people in the world knows about my cousin’s ‘disaster’ wedding. The wedding was held for two days, the first day was at Dewan Batu Kawah which we cousins have to perform a.k.a showed everybody there the barang hantaran and quess what, nobody cares about us and the stuff and also people who were there were just SIKIT I tell you. We have to wear same flower corsage on our head as a headband which looks great on me. :)&lt;br /&gt;The second day was at Damai Puri, it was nice and cold and beautiful but the food, hah, the food, our family complained that some tables got 2 foods each and some got none of each lauk. And the drinks, we just drank plain water; they don’t serve water with color kah? Pelik. And bodo. So it’s weird. But it’s still beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-4397689080342849664?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/4397689080342849664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/weirdest-and-kelang-kabut-wedding-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4397689080342849664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4397689080342849664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/weirdest-and-kelang-kabut-wedding-ever.html' title='The Weirdest and KELANG-KABUT Wedding Ever'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8027761377266193931</id><published>2010-01-08T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:30:31.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve Party</title><content type='html'>(I want to post the pictures but then internet too slow D:)&lt;br /&gt;Who said our family doesn’t know how to party? We party like nobody does. We party hard and party like there’s no tomorrow. So last two nights, we celebrate New Year at my cousin’s house, memandangkan her sister is getting married tomorrow. So we came a little bit late despite that I hung out with my friends at The Spring watching Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire’s Assistant and also we had this rehearsal thingy for my cousin’s wedding so we get ready for ourselves and we took time. LOL. Then, we eat and eat and somebody karaoke and the game’s were starting. The first game was for 12 years and below boys and it was eating Ice Pop and the kid from Semenanjung won (he’s the family of my cousin’s fiancée’s family from KL) and the second one was for 12 years old and below girls and it was drinking water from a baby’s bottle, what’s the name, BOTOL PEPET and I don’t remember who won.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played a game which we have to use newspapers to fashion design a clothes for the model (intan) to wear on her body so we won! Intan as CatWoman looks SEXAAY. :)&lt;br /&gt;Then somebody karaoke-ing and somebody went? LMAO. What I remember was that the father’s and mother’s of us, trying to get us dance, in front of whole 20 plus people? What the heck? I refused immediately and they dance the poco-poco after that, but they thought we want to dance disco in front of everybody while everybody watching like it’s a freak show. Seriously, I want to say a little bit about the one who’s sitting down and watch only like there’s somebody stripping down and they doesn’t like it. But nobody’s stripping down, but I can call one.&lt;br /&gt;After the stupid-un-disco-turns-to-poco-poco dance has finished, they asked all the 12 years and above girls to play games that involved eating an apple. And guess what, I won! I fucking won! HAHA ROTFL&lt;br /&gt;After that I don’t remember anything. HAHA. What I remember that is that we karaoke together, all our cousins (yg rapat2 jaklah) with our usu and cik and some kids. We karaoke Teman Tapi Mesra and Lelaki Buaya Darat songs and surprisingly I still remember that song. HAH. While we were karaoke-ing, the grown-ups were playing the-wife-make-up-the-husband-from-the-back game and Cik Soni won! Haha, they became great pondan. :0&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later, it’s almost 12 o’clock so we asked the DJ to shut off the songs and waited for the clock turns 12 and we count it down. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 its new year and I was flashbacking all the memories I had in 2009 cos its 2010 and I started to realize that it’s time to live my mistakes that I had done in 2009 which were I didn’t study hard and now I’m in 3a3.&lt;br /&gt;A singer or my cousin’s friend came to sing us a few jiwang songs, I don’t why and I don’t know why he sang but he got great voice. Really, and then la la la la. We balik rumah kira2 1.30am and while I was walking to our car, the guy who sang (like he was the penyanyi jemputan) said “Bye girl,” and I was like “heh?” along with my blur and confused face. Haha. I’d knew that he was talking to me cos I was the only one at the back while all my family in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;So happy new year, even though it’s, what? 6 January already? I know, I haven’t blog almost for a week cos my laptop’s charger rosak so my laptop runs out of battery so xpat bukak lah. But now, daddy bought a new one! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8027761377266193931?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8027761377266193931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8027761377266193931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8027761377266193931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-party.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve Party'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-4926094145822358245</id><published>2010-01-07T23:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:36:36.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bought A New Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bgUZ1OuPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/C6Yxn-8MBNo/s1600-h/IMG0144A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424269442350495986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bgUZ1OuPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/C6Yxn-8MBNo/s320/IMG0144A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bought a new book last two three days, and the book’s name is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Curious Incident of The Dog in The Night-Time&lt;/span&gt; written by Mark Haddon and the cover looks so cute and that made me interested to buy it. Look at it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about a 15 years old boy name Christopher who has an Asperger’s Syndrome and he is such a perfectionist and he decided to solve the mystery of his neighbor’s dog death. So it’s very interesting and it teaches the readers some stuff too. The book is the winner of the Whitbread Book of the Year (2003 I think) and some more winnings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-4926094145822358245?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/4926094145822358245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/bought-new-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4926094145822358245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4926094145822358245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2010/01/bought-new-book.html' title='Bought A New Book'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bgUZ1OuPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/C6Yxn-8MBNo/s72-c/IMG0144A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-935691142183972160</id><published>2009-12-29T08:41:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:52:25.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawr Along with Gossip Girl Season 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzozBfJ-III/AAAAAAAAAYo/75OM2ZQt8Tw/s1600-h/gossip_girl_preview_1202228918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420701202130018434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzozBfJ-III/AAAAAAAAAYo/75OM2ZQt8Tw/s320/gossip_girl_preview_1202228918.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ve watched Gossip Girl season 3 until episode 12 because the GG productions stopped working until next March 2010, I don’t why but it is killing me to know what happens next. So GG S3 is hotter and trickier and sexier. But too sexy, and I mean too sexy. Dan and his new celebutante girlfriend, Olivia (played by Hilary Duff) and Vanessa were having threesome sex. Ew! And Serena, she is having an affair with a married congressman, Trip, Nate’s cousin. But I like Trip. He’s not that cute like Nate does, but he looks so matured and a little bit hot. :) And I suddenly like Eric, Serena’s brother! He’s cute bah. Okay lah. And Jenny’s the queen, and of course, she is bitchier, but I like her style. And I still hate Vanessa. Hate her, never liked her before. And Chuck, on the 12th episode, he listens to his dead father who’s haunting him, well, in his imaginations la, but why? Chuck is nothing like Bart. Ugh, and yeah, since Serena is having an affair with married Trip, of course the wife is jealous, Maureen is doing whatever she has to do to keep Trip with her. Kesian Serena. Maureen is blackmailing her and stuff and Nate is in love with SERENA! YES! He is so charming! LOL. Watch it! What do you have to lose? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-935691142183972160?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/935691142183972160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/rawr-along-with-gossip-girl-season-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/935691142183972160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/935691142183972160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/rawr-along-with-gossip-girl-season-3.html' title='Rawr Along with Gossip Girl Season 3'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzozBfJ-III/AAAAAAAAAYo/75OM2ZQt8Tw/s72-c/gossip_girl_preview_1202228918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6677594081237194464</id><published>2009-12-29T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:41:03.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End Gathering :)</title><content type='html'>Yes, we, my friends and i gathered at my house today, and i have already post it on our blog, &lt;a href="http://kamibskl.blogspot.com/"&gt;kamibskl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and read it if you feel like it because we had so much freaking fun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6677594081237194464?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6677594081237194464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-end-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6677594081237194464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6677594081237194464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-end-gathering.html' title='Year End Gathering :)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1008963091204130044</id><published>2009-12-27T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:41:52.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesi Menghilangkan Stress in Kampung Goebilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da1ecb6bdefc7ff" 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%3D0da1ecb6bdefc7ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331249489%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22113426E18412CCBB0318CD2D7CC5AAA1AC22DA.17CD6CA46D13CF9DE043463FB36B78B09BCEB785%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda1ecb6bdefc7ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_Eim9sMczQQj248Nvhhvv7XEuCk&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%3D0da1ecb6bdefc7ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331249489%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22113426E18412CCBB0318CD2D7CC5AAA1AC22DA.17CD6CA46D13CF9DE043463FB36B78B09BCEB785%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda1ecb6bdefc7ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_Eim9sMczQQj248Nvhhvv7XEuCk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually all of us were sakai of that tiup thingy. So we played it for almost 5 minutes and made soem noise on the verandah. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-1008963091204130044?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/1008963091204130044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/sesi-menghilangkan-stress-in-kampung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1008963091204130044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1008963091204130044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/sesi-menghilangkan-stress-in-kampung.html' title='Sesi Menghilangkan Stress in Kampung Goebilt'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5210095911547368150</id><published>2009-12-27T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:02:53.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampung Style in Kampung Goebilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, we, my family and i went to Kampung Goebilt (org Swak pronounce it as GOBEL), my cousin's kampung to celebrate my cousin's straight A's for PMR and i feel so intimidated maa cos next year it's my time to shine. LOL. So Yak Mas and familly were there and so were Usu and family, Cik Sony and family, Cik Imah and family and of course, Ngah Ani and family because it's their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We reached there around 11.15am and we were the first ones in and come and so we helped a littel bit and watched TV while waiting for the others. Around 1pm, the foods are ready so we ate Mee Goreng and then i continuede with some Laksa Penang yg sgt sodap. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After we finished eating laksa and some other food, Cik Sony came and followed by the others. After the others have finished eating, we went downstairs to take some photoshoot! Let me explain how the house looks like, the house is the kampung style house, bertanggak untuk naik atas a.k.a ruang tamu and ada verandah and on top of the house got a very special and very high verandah to see the beautiful view around there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check out the photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg6lrDIpmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/rx5ya5mXEEs/s1600-h/DSC_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146570425837154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg6lrDIpmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/rx5ya5mXEEs/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first photo :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5KEbdivI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4ZhhmSE7uLo/s1600-h/DSC_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420144996690791154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5KEbdivI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4ZhhmSE7uLo/s320/DSC_0229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls of Edon family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5J-qx48I/AAAAAAAAAYI/mVqpZ8I6x64/s1600-h/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420144995144426434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5J-qx48I/AAAAAAAAAYI/mVqpZ8I6x64/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5JpL2w1I/AAAAAAAAAYA/f6bLhdDJAYU/s1600-h/DSC_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420144989377577810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5JpL2w1I/AAAAAAAAAYA/f6bLhdDJAYU/s320/DSC_0239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burit saya kotor !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5Jd12WbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/sad0FOgZBWI/s1600-h/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420144986332486066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5Jd12WbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/sad0FOgZBWI/s320/DSC_0252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother tried to shoot but he can't, too short maa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5JNVzazI/AAAAAAAAAXw/16XojOsKxAM/s1600-h/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420144981903108914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg5JNVzazI/AAAAAAAAAXw/16XojOsKxAM/s320/DSC_0263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After playing basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420142814943103106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3LEyRyII/AAAAAAAAAXo/0dkdWM3s93E/s320/DSC_0274.JPG" /&gt; Pilih kumpulan sapa mok pegi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3K8_G_7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/PmGqrTKeb8A/s1600-h/DSC_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420142812849438642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3K8_G_7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/PmGqrTKeb8A/s320/DSC_0348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While playing zero point that made my whole body sakit .__.  And all my Ciks and Usu even played this with us. So its kinda cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3KltGm7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/5C4-CrD2b18/s1600-h/DSC_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420142806599900082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3KltGm7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/5C4-CrD2b18/s320/DSC_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While playing Cengkak aka Ting-ting, i believe it was Ting-ting :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3KJkrhxI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Dj6vWv2Mu1E/s1600-h/DSC_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420142799048378130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3KJkrhxI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Dj6vWv2Mu1E/s320/DSC_0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful scenery at Kampung Goebilt (taken by my photographer sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3JxGnHhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/OLbUGuTq6Jc/s1600-h/PC271999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420142792479809042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg3JxGnHhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/OLbUGuTq6Jc/s320/PC271999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me on top of the house, on the verandah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Around 6, we decided its time to go back Kuching, home. We're tired and also a little bit hungry and tired. Semua berbau! :) So, what i know is that we had a great time and it's fun when we as family gathered and played old stuff in Kampung like this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5210095911547368150?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5210095911547368150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/kampung-style-in-kampung-goebilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5210095911547368150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5210095911547368150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/kampung-style-in-kampung-goebilt.html' title='Kampung Style in Kampung Goebilt'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Szg6lrDIpmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/rx5ya5mXEEs/s72-c/DSC_0220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7297326267212445277</id><published>2009-12-25T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T07:06:59.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER</title><content type='html'>Last night, i've been told that next year, i am going to 3A3 and i cried my eyes out the whole night. I cannot tell you more, read my luahan hati at &lt;a href="http://www.kamibskl.blogspot.com/"&gt;kamibskl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; . Sorry, but i'm still bumped about what i heard and i still can't take the truth that well. I just think that my whole life is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7297326267212445277?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7297326267212445277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7297326267212445277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7297326267212445277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/over.html' title='OVER'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-831234236289595917</id><published>2009-12-24T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:13:03.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU, THE GRINCH :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, THE GRINCH ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Grinch that I refer to is not this Grinch down there, I refer to my man Grinch. My man :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzMtr636ChI/AAAAAAAAAXA/u_Vxawd1kd0/s1600-h/grinch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418725009218210322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzMtr636ChI/AAAAAAAAAXA/u_Vxawd1kd0/s320/grinch2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzMtrTgV3yI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bqW1o_Z8Ay8/s1600-h/grinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418724998650388258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzMtrTgV3yI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bqW1o_Z8Ay8/s320/grinch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;No! Not him, Grinch. I mean, my Grinch. &lt;a href="http://fathin/"&gt;Fathin's Man&lt;/a&gt; ? Who moved away? Remember? Last time, I haven't got a nickname for him. Now I do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I just watched How The Grinch Stole Christmas on HBO and i just remember how they have same things in common. Weird. The personality not the face, huh. So now, I shall call him &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE GRINCH&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. Let me list out some stuff they have in common. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Similarities:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Grinch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; He hates Christmas. He talks really loud. He's a bit rude. He likes to joke. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fathin's Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; He doesn't celebrate Christmas, he's Muslim. :) He talks really loud too. So does my man, he is a little bit rude. He's a joker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Differences:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Grinch&lt;/span&gt;: He looks U-G-L-Y. He's hairy, &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too hairy for a guy. Inside, he's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jim Carrey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fathin's Man&lt;/span&gt;: He's cute, for me. :) He's a human being, not a big foot! Outside or inside, &lt;em&gt;he is who he is. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-831234236289595917?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/831234236289595917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-grinch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/831234236289595917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/831234236289595917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-grinch.html' title='I LOVE YOU, THE GRINCH :)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzMtr636ChI/AAAAAAAAAXA/u_Vxawd1kd0/s72-c/grinch2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-9198915482079620463</id><published>2009-12-23T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:58:20.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cravings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;craving for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHEESE BURGER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; what's that name again? butter shrimp? shrimp with butter? Something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But i'm on a DIET :p Screw this diet. I can diet next year, but my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tummy&lt;/span&gt; is getting bigger each day! Alang alang saya tengah dengar lagu Ke$ha - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MOUTH&lt;/span&gt;. SHit. I makes me want to eat more. Haha. :D WOW. I love you, mouth and tummy, you make me real. And i love you too, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fathin"&gt;Fathin's Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, don't worry. :) And now my Windows Media Player is changing the song to Demi Lovato - Catch Me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See? I'm still ridiculously in love with you. HAH. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's been a week now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just gonna say it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M CRAVING FOR &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, i'm gonna cry. Piece out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XOXO, babis. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-9198915482079620463?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/9198915482079620463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/cravings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/9198915482079620463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/9198915482079620463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/cravings.html' title='cravings.'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3034970993931496608</id><published>2009-12-23T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:15:05.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Playlist</title><content type='html'>My playlist for the JIWANG times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. 2NE1 - I Don't Care&lt;br /&gt;2. Cobra Starship - Hot Mess&lt;br /&gt;3. Hot Chelle Rae - I Like To Dance&lt;br /&gt;4. Demi Lovato - Catch Me&lt;br /&gt;5. All Time Low - Weightless&lt;br /&gt;6. Paramore - The Only Exception&lt;br /&gt;7. Ke$ha - Disgusting&lt;br /&gt;8. Chris Brown - Crawl&lt;br /&gt;9. David Archuleta - Barriers&lt;br /&gt;10. OneRepublic - Secrets&lt;br /&gt;11. The Secret Handshake - I Wish&lt;br /&gt;12. 30 Seconds To Mars - Kings &amp;amp; Queens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the url to litsen, because i tried to put it, but then it cannot be played. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/39056701"&gt;http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/39056701&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3034970993931496608?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3034970993931496608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-playlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3034970993931496608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3034970993931496608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-playlist.html' title='My Playlist'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3937565115741664854</id><published>2009-12-22T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:51:36.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuch Kuch Kuching Hai</title><content type='html'>Kuch Kuch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kuching&lt;/span&gt; Hai ! Haha, I forgot the tittle, is it, Kuch Kuch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOTA Hay&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KHOTA Hai&lt;/span&gt;? I seriously forgot even though i just watched it a few nights ago with my cousins. Surprisingly, we watched it. Out of other English movies or Coming Soon, a Thai ghost movie that we haven't finished watching, apa sebab nak nangga &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt; ya. Whatever it is, i just want to say that &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;SHAH RUKH KHAN IS ONE HOT BOLLYWOOD ACTOR&lt;/span&gt;! I guess that's the reason why Malaysians decided to give hi mthe tittle DATUK. Haha. Because he is hot. But he is old, too. Too bad that the Hindustan movies now left out him because he is one of the best actors of all times and the new ones sucks and the Hindi movies now looks more like the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Prostitute&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, they wore clothes just like the prostitute. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3937565115741664854?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3937565115741664854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuch-kuch-kuching-hai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3937565115741664854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3937565115741664854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/kuch-kuch-kuching-hai.html' title='Kuch Kuch Kuching Hai'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-664833696333692468</id><published>2009-12-21T23:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:10:24.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the wedding :)</title><content type='html'>Sebelum ini, saya sangat malas utk post ini gambar, tapi laptop saya semakin penuh jadi saya perlu post dgn segera. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417967008540745538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB8SeTbX0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZpJnq8XIICI/s320/B+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dewan Undangan Negeri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417967001090690082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB8SCjMjCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NrzDVcQ7WKI/s320/A+(4).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DBKU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417966994829779602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB8RrOeopI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Jkq6gammVMU/s320/A+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousins! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417966984089632258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB8RDN0_gI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2fVTcR1xKgA/s320/A.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;While photoshoots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB96qA8xaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NhtGTrsynsM/s1600-h/E+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968798390863266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB96qA8xaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NhtGTrsynsM/s320/E+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PENGANTIN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB96afUcMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lSLnqacfWdU/s1600-h/D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968794223276226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB96afUcMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lSLnqacfWdU/s320/D+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB95qLrABI/AAAAAAAAAWg/V6zDWUSOK3M/s1600-h/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968781255966738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB95qLrABI/AAAAAAAAAWg/V6zDWUSOK3M/s320/D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB95RnoM9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/nUvN_J3etkQ/s1600-h/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968774662337490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB95RnoM9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/nUvN_J3etkQ/s320/C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While the pengatin were taking personal photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB94wjblPI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/v8SPHEOkSBg/s1600-h/B+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968765786363122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB94wjblPI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/v8SPHEOkSBg/s320/B+(4).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sure had fun that day. and what's more fun is that when the wedding album is finished, we'll see most of our faces! :)&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/6040484372335062992-664833696333692468?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/664833696333692468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/pictures-from-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/664833696333692468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/664833696333692468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/pictures-from-wedding.html' title='Pictures from the wedding :)'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SzB8SeTbX0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZpJnq8XIICI/s72-c/B+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5775811960584579966</id><published>2009-12-20T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:19:28.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVATAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poster: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417554592212415938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Sy8FMrwbdcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PsauQKN-GB0/s320/3791217774_1728a7eb5b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; 4 and half stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What was so exciting about the movie:&lt;/span&gt; The movie was fucking awesome! COOL! Seriously, i was not that interested in watching that movie, but after that i can't stop talking about it, well, in my mind. Though the movie was fictional, but it was so cool that i can't close my mouth while watching. You don't wanna see how i reacted while watching all the cool stunts that they made. And what's more interesting is that the whole Avatar wasn't animation, it was their own actors doing all those stunts. I jsut want to say this, the forest was glow in the dark and when the Na'vi walks around the forest, it every steps that they took, it'll glow in the dark! That was some cool shit. I won't tell you about the movie cos i want you to see it for yourself. And the technology in the movie was freaking fast while they downloaded the data from this computer to this computer and what was more surprising was the Na'vis, the also make love. HAHAHA. And oh, what was more exciting before watching the movie was, they played &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PERCY JACKSON AND THE LIGHTNING THIEF TRAILER AND I SAW LOGAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt; OMG! When the trailer first came out the big screen, i was like clapping hands and almost screaming! I was having a great night adding up that i was with my cousins, on sleepover nights but before that we we're kind of scared watching movie cos we watched the Thai movie, Coming Soon and the movie was about the ghsot haunting people at the movies. Shit. Hahha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5775811960584579966?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5775811960584579966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5775811960584579966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5775811960584579966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html' title='AVATAR'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/Sy8FMrwbdcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PsauQKN-GB0/s72-c/3791217774_1728a7eb5b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-921923697486569908</id><published>2009-12-18T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:03:35.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JIWANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Don't feel intimidated or weird or kesiankan me cos this is how i do now, i'm becoming more jiwang-er than ever. Maybe because of him and his departure. Right now, i'm litsening to slow songs, jiwang songs but of course, English, never Malay. I don't know why maybe because Malay songs are too jiwang. TOO JIWANG. TAHAP DEWA. HAHA :P The sky around my house looks so dark right now, just like my heart, always want to rain. HUH. Jiwang. My facebook is jiwang, my blog is also jiwang, now my playlist also jiwang. SHIT. Good luck for me to forget about him cos i know he will forget me that easy. Sedeh sangat lah sekarang. Bye2 and no can do. D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-921923697486569908?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/921923697486569908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/jiwang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/921923697486569908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/921923697486569908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/jiwang.html' title='JIWANG'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7710243738681008979</id><published>2009-12-18T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:25:33.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache - WRITTEN BY ME</title><content type='html'>Headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone runs out of battery while just waiting for your text message&lt;br /&gt;My mind going insane while just thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;My tears turn to blood every time I cried of you&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprising that you left me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;But honey, I know that riot won’t do any good even if you tried to&lt;br /&gt;My heart won’t settle down while just laughing&lt;br /&gt;About the laugh we used to share&lt;br /&gt;Now it told my brain to rain some tears&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion, I can’t go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how tired I am of missing you&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how much pain I have to carry on my back&lt;br /&gt;Before your departure&lt;br /&gt;I started to miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;I’m ridiculously in love with you&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you’re a headache to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been sobbing myself out&lt;br /&gt;For two days, two nights&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about how could you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t hold myself any longer&lt;br /&gt;My days has gone from interesting with you&lt;br /&gt;Now it becomes uninteresting without you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how tired I am of missing you&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how much pain I have to carry on my back&lt;br /&gt;Before your departure&lt;br /&gt;I started to miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;I’m ridiculously in love with you&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you’re a headache to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care how much you don’t love me&lt;br /&gt;But I just want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care how you don’t realize me&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be appreciate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how tired I am of missing you&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how much pain I have to carry on my back&lt;br /&gt;Before your departure&lt;br /&gt;I started to miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;I’m ridiculously in love with you&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you’re a headache to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how much longer would it take?&lt;br /&gt;For you to come home&lt;br /&gt;I know you’ll suffocate me with your smile&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh, your voice, your assistance&lt;br /&gt;But it’s fine; I just want you to be by my side&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll shed some tears&lt;br /&gt;I know I will get myself a headache&lt;br /&gt;But if this is the price I have to pay&lt;br /&gt;I won’t consider it any longer, I’ll take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This song is for him, to show that how much pain that has been killing me while he's gone and he doesn't even realized it and this is based on a true story. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7710243738681008979?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7710243738681008979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/headache-written-by-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7710243738681008979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7710243738681008979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/headache-written-by-me.html' title='Headache - WRITTEN BY ME'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5680911800330296549</id><published>2009-12-14T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:22:27.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Me By Demi Lovato</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SFEHOKdtdqo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/SFEHOKdtdqo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5680911800330296549?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5680911800330296549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/catch-me-by-demi-lovato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5680911800330296549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5680911800330296549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/catch-me-by-demi-lovato.html' title='Catch Me By Demi Lovato'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3130423593422868053</id><published>2009-12-14T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:58:38.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>These songs are just the right songs to express my feelings to him. The new him. Not Mars anymore. I’m officially not into him anymore. I can’t tell who the guy is but what I can tell is just that I’ve known him since ever but I just realized it then and now he is not here and I mean not here. Not dead of course, just that he is not in Kuching, he exited himself out of my life. Well, not on purpose though. I maybe cannot see him anymore. Forever, maybe. So, these listed songs are the way I feel about him and the speech that I want to tell him but I got no chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Catch Me – Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;This song is about the guy wanted to leave (in a good way) her but she couldn’t let go of the guy. So it reminds me of me and him and the song connects, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I Notice – Automatic Loveletter&lt;br /&gt;This song is about the girl just realized that guy and just like me, I just notice him now, before, none of any chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Avalanche – Marie Digby&lt;br /&gt;While this song is about the girl and the guy trying to get out from their miseries, well, it connects to me by something somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Happy – Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Just like this song, I can still be happy while he’s away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Secrets – OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;I just love this song so much that it’s just somehow attached to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Only Exception – Paramore&lt;br /&gt;God, I love this song. It’s very relaxing and like the song and he is to me, he’s the only exception. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Disgusting – Ke$ha&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this song is more to me and Logan since the lyrics are “It’s disgusting, how I love you,” and not really to me and him cos I don’t ‘love’ him like that yet. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mostly this songs are very JIWANG so jangan anok aku jiwang ah. Just time tok jak jiwang. If any of the KamiBSKL members read this, you will know who the hell I’m talking about. He is the guy that I told you about that I dreamt about him almost 4 times in about 2 weeks. Remember? And he’s going away. Yes. He is. And every time I think about him, I feel like crying. SHIAT. Relax, Fathin. I’m gonna post a Catch Me lyrics cos it’s really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote him two songs, the first one was written about last month and the second one, last night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. By My Side&lt;br /&gt;This is more personal, like he’s more like my best friend than a boyfriend, like that, not boyfriend mahh.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Remembering You&lt;br /&gt;This is more after he’s gone, I’ll always remember the days that we used to hang out. This is written based on a true story, that what happened is really what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh, I don’t know how I’m going to do after this, will I go crazy, no. I may forget about him, like I did before. Wish me luck :) and i'm off to write one more song for him. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3130423593422868053?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3130423593422868053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-soundtrack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3130423593422868053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3130423593422868053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-soundtrack.html' title='My Soundtrack'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-8828878916000290231</id><published>2009-12-13T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:09:36.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HP7 has already published their teaser trailer and it looks cool, as always and i want you to take a look at it and this is the link to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://teaser-trailer.com/2009/12/deathly-hallows-trailer.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the set pictures, on set pcitures of the deathly hallows and looks so cool too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e15VaVX_Dao&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e15VaVX_Dao&amp;hl=en_US&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;and they have published their first official picture of Harry in Grindewald i think. and guess what, Dan has a scene in Harry Potter which he must be nude and it is a scene where he adn Hermione got romantic, but it's like a dream or something. So Dan Rad has to be nude not once, but twice. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on set pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414984269281934306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXjgMrgu-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dOFqyT__mno/s320/TI4U_u1249387656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXjfxZb1HI/AAAAAAAAAVI/TPnY7sHnaWw/s1600-h/TI4U_u1249387663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414984261958358130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXjfxZb1HI/AAAAAAAAAVI/TPnY7sHnaWw/s320/TI4U_u1249387663.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXka4uuGtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0f93FAzGnyY/s1600-h/daniel_radcliffe_1248500948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414985277538966226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXka4uuGtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0f93FAzGnyY/s320/daniel_radcliffe_1248500948.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First official image:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXkapiBc7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/8ZiWf1iU5CA/s1600-h/deathly-hallows-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414985273459176370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXkapiBc7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/8ZiWf1iU5CA/s320/deathly-hallows-image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-8828878916000290231?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/8828878916000290231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8828878916000290231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/8828878916000290231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SyXjgMrgu-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dOFqyT__mno/s72-c/TI4U_u1249387656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7958027879304480094</id><published>2009-12-13T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:56:30.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Farewell, my dear friends or better as neighbors and we have been neighbors since we moved here if i'm not mistaken lah and we usually play together until now. Well, generation to generation, from my sisters to me, then now, my little brother. And this post is for my neighbors, Aimran and Amir and their family, also known as Angah and Along and their family. They are moving to the peninsular of Malaysia and I asked Angah where they are actually going, and he didn’t even know. How nice. And surely, this neighborhood will not ever be the same as they go away. HAHA. Jahatlah. But then, they will for sure find themselves a good place to stay and befriend with the good ones so that Angah can change his ‘dirty’ behavior. LOL. Seriously, he is a bit crazy. I bet he will find it a little bit hard to find a new friend there at a new place. Though we will miss them. HAHA. And they will fly soon so uh, farewell, and thanks for all the fun that you have given me and you made me live my life interestingly while there are school holidays over these years. Have a save flight and I will without doubt laughing whenever I think about you guys and missing you guys. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7958027879304480094?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7958027879304480094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7958027879304480094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7958027879304480094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell-my-friends.html' title='Farewell, my friends'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-5152117149430128245</id><published>2009-12-11T06:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:58:35.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is the first sleepover of the Edon cousins to sleepover at each other’s house on school holidays and we slept at Usu’s house on last Sunday night until the evening then the night we slept at Ngah Ani’s house. We, Athira, Baby, Intan, Nani and I sleepover at Usu’s house after my cousin’s wedding that Sunday morning and that night we spent the night talking to each other and surfing the internet and then anok muka org dalam Facebook. We woke up that ‘morning’ around 1.00pm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second night, last Monday, we spent the evening at Ngah Ani’s and watch Ju On, the Japanesse ghost movie and it was terrifying. Haha. Then we decided that we want to spend the night there and we did. We watched The Ugly Truth and talking with Bang Mamat. But that night when we go to bed, I cannot go to sleep. I was horrifying that I couldn’t go to sleep. I often remember about Ju On, the creepy kid who died and haunt people with his mother. ARSHH. That morning, we watched Papadom and we started calling Bang Mamat Hisham Hashim. Watched the movie. You’ll get the idea. :’)&lt;br /&gt;Then that afternoon after lunch, we watched Dark Water which was also a ghost movie and it wasn’t that scary. After watching Dark Water, I said that we should go out and ‘raon’ around the neighborhood and my cousins said; “Asuk sitok gaok gila aih,” but I didn’t care. So we did went out the house and planned to go to the playground using the easiest way but we have passed by a hosue with a big black dog waiting by the side of the gate. And the dog was waiting for us. Shiat. So we used the long way but around that house got a lot of dogs that bit people so we have to be careful and stay close. Then we went to the kedai runcit and bought ice creams and went to the awful playground that the swing doesn’t even have its place to swing. HAIYAA. So we decided to use the easiest way before and the dog was waiting for us. When Bang Mamat passed by him the dog, it barked along. We was so scared that Kak Lani and Fadilah just walked slowly tepi parit then closed their ears then Athira followed them but she was running so the dog was even more mad than it was before. Intan ran along then tinggallah saya, Nani dan Baby. Then I left Nani and Baby and just ran quickly to the other side without even looking at anyone. Then Nani and Baby just ran together to us and the dog was so mad and his barks was louder and the pagar looked like it’s going to fall down even though he is wearing a collar tied to someplace. Then after we kemas2, usu drove us to rumah Yak Mas and we saw a lorry that brought pigs. PINK PIGS. Along with them. EEEUUUWWW. Arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we slept at each other’s house but on Wednesday morning, Athira, Baby and Bg Adie came to my house when I was still covered in my selimut one! Kacau lah. Haha. We spent the day, doing nothing because Intan and Nani couldn’t come yet cos their cousin sleepover their house. So they’ll come tomorrow lah. The next day, we said we wanted to watch Princess and The Frog at MBO and we did but Intan and Nani said that they couldn’t follow cos Intan demam so they didn’t follow us lah. We watched the movie and it was great. I like the prince, the voice was yummy. Haha. And the story was not the typical Princess and The Frog movie but it’s different. So that night my mom said she wanted to spent the night with my father at some hotel to celebrate their anniversary and they got PULLMAN HOTEL! The next day, this was also my mother’s birthday (Happy Birthday!) we spent the entire morning at Pullman Hotel, in the POOL! We came to Pullman just to play in the pool. Haha. Then around 2.00 we checked out form the hotel and we went Athira and the others to their house. BTW, Pullman was awesome! The hotel was so big and when we’re swimming, they palyed us songs! And also the room also very nice and the bathroom were so big that I was afraid to open my clothes while taking a shower! Haha. :) This is tiring. But it was totally fun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-5152117149430128245?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/5152117149430128245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/sleepover_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5152117149430128245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/5152117149430128245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/sleepover_11.html' title='Sleepover'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-7716971562942846460</id><published>2009-12-11T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:58:34.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is the first sleepover of the Edon cousins to sleepover at each other’s house on school holidays and we slept at Usu’s house on last Sunday night until the evening then the night we slept at Ngah Ani’s house. We, Athira, Baby, Intan, Nani and I sleepover at Usu’s house after my cousin’s wedding that Sunday morning and that night we spent the night talking to each other and surfing the internet and then anok muka org dalam Facebook. We woke up that ‘morning’ around 1.00pm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second night, last Monday, we spent the evening at Ngah Ani’s and watch Ju On, the Japanesse ghost movie and it was terrifying. Haha. Then we decided that we want to spend the night there and we did. We watched The Ugly Truth and talking with Bang Mamat. But that night when we go to bed, I cannot go to sleep. I was horrifying that I couldn’t go to sleep. I often remember about Ju On, the creepy kid who died and haunt people with his mother. ARSHH. That morning, we watched Papadom and we started calling Bang Mamat Hisham Hashim. Watched the movie. You’ll get the idea. :’)&lt;br /&gt;Then that afternoon after lunch, we watched Dark Water which was also a ghost movie and it wasn’t that scary. After watching Dark Water, I said that we should go out and ‘raon’ around the neighborhood and my cousins said; “Asuk sitok gaok gila aih,” but I didn’t care. So we did went out the house and planned to go to the playground using the easiest way but we have passed by a hosue with a big black dog waiting by the side of the gate. And the dog was waiting for us. Shiat. So we used the long way but around that house got a lot of dogs that bit people so we have to be careful and stay close. Then we went to the kedai runcit and bought ice creams and went to the awful playground that the swing doesn’t even have its place to swing. HAIYAA. So we decided to use the easiest way before and the dog was waiting for us. When Bang Mamat passed by him the dog, it barked along. We was so scared that Kak Lani and Fadilah just walked slowly tepi parit then closed their ears then Athira followed them but she was running so the dog was even more mad than it was before. Intan ran along then tinggallah saya, Nani dan Baby. Then I left Nani and Baby and just ran quickly to the other side without even looking at anyone. Then Nani and Baby just ran together to us and the dog was so mad and his barks was louder and the pagar looked like it’s going to fall down even though he is wearing a collar tied to someplace. Then after we kemas2, usu drove us to rumah Yak Mas and we saw a lorry that brought pigs. PINK PIGS. Along with them. EEEUUUWWW. Arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we slept at each other’s house but on Wednesday morning, Athira, Baby and Bg Adie came to my house when I was still covered in my selimut one! Kacau lah. Haha. We spent the day, doing nothing because Intan and Nani couldn’t come yet cos their cousin sleepover their house. So they’ll come tomorrow lah. The next day, we said we wanted to watch Princess and The Frog at MBO and we did but Intan and Nani said that they couldn’t follow cos Intan demam so they didn’t follow us lah. We watched the movie and it was great. I like the prince, the voice was yummy. Haha. And the story was not the typical Princess and The Frog movie but it’s different. So that night my mom said she wanted to spent the night with my father at some hotel to celebrate their anniversary and they got PULLMAN HOTEL! The next day, this was also my mother’s birthday (Happy Birthday!) we spent the entire morning at Pullman Hotel, in the POOL! We came to Pullman just to play in the pool. Haha. Then around 2.00 we checked out form the hotel and we went Athira and the others to their house. BTW, Pullman was awesome! The hotel was so big and when we’re swimming, they palyed us songs! And also the room also very nice and the bathroom were so big that I was afraid to open my clothes while taking a shower! Haha. :) This is tiring. But it was totally fun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-7716971562942846460?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/7716971562942846460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/sleepover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7716971562942846460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/7716971562942846460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-9098699255078431922</id><published>2009-12-08T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:12:06.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will This End?</title><content type='html'>Excuse me, miss but i don't understand why the people of Percy Jackson &amp;amp; The Olympians doesn't just keluarkan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE FINAL FULL TRAILER for the movie&lt;/span&gt;. Last time i checked in YouTube, the movie trailer has 5 trailer. Yes. And i'm going to post the 5th one. Hoping that its the last one, no lah, i want more bits of the movie! And they already have the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;featurette&lt;/span&gt;, which feature &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Logan&lt;/span&gt; and the others talk about their character. And guess what? They have a new POSTER! YEAH! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND BETTER! AWESOEMER! LOGAN LOOKED CUTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the featurette:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2o2f1GGvJFE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/2o2f1GGvJFE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xk6yT7sFwYk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/Xk6yT7sFwYk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the poster later because the internet is very slow and i'm still trying to open the website to the picture so uh, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ENJOY &amp;amp; GOODNIGHT PEOPLE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-9098699255078431922?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/9098699255078431922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-will-this-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/9098699255078431922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/9098699255078431922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-will-this-end.html' title='When Will This End?'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3246542412116900379</id><published>2009-12-08T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:00:13.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cousin Just Tied The Knot With Her Partner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ohmigod, my cousin just got married with her husband. My cousin, Kak Shima married Bang Hadi on Saturday, 5th December 2009 but they bersanding on the 6th which was on Sunday. She looked beautiful and looked so like a bride! We had fun that day cos we, us cousins followed her to her photo shoots (wedding photo shoots) to DBKU and Dewan Undangan Negeri. So uh, the sun was hot in the sky and was burning me and other people. When we, us cousins were invited to take pictures with the bride and groom on the pelamin, I set myself in the middle of the bride and the groom, well, behind them and the chandelier was right on my head and just by a minute, my sweat rolled down my neck and legs. Argh. Hate it. And we have so many cousins that the room was too small for us and I have to wait for them to take their own places while I was burning up in my own lava! Skip the part where I ran to the pengantin’s room after the photo shoot (got aircon maa) and berkipas sendirik. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After people who went to the wedding started to go home, we used our own cars and drove to DBKU with the bride and groom to take photos. We took beautiful pictures (how I know? My sister got one professional camera one!) cos the place was awesome and awesome. And guess what, there were 5 pasangan pengantin there to take pictures if I’m not mistaken. I’ll post picture after this yeah? In another post. SAYA MALAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Dewan Undangan Negeri which was restricted for orang awam but the guards opened the gate for us cos the bride wanted to take pictures here bah. That’s why diaorg bukak pintu punya. And the view was freakin’ awesome! Arghh. So sad lah I didn’t bring my own personal camera. And we did took pictures us terbang with the bride. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was awesome and I bet the Wedding Album will be different because people in it were at least 10 other people and we brought one balloon each in every pictures. :P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulate her, people! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3246542412116900379?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3246542412116900379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-cousin-just-tied-knot-with-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3246542412116900379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3246542412116900379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-cousin-just-tied-knot-with-her.html' title='My Cousin Just Tied The Knot With Her Partner!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2490200573358372941</id><published>2009-12-08T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:55:45.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KE$HA IS AWESOME</title><content type='html'>She is awesome. Ke$ha is AWESOME. She’s fucking awesome. Her songs are just so cool and very catchy. It’s very electronic and dance and it’s very weird that I like this kind of song. But it is really good. Ke$ha, real name: Kesha Sebert is really a song writer and she wrote Miley Cyrus’s The Time of Our Lives song and co-wrote The Veronicas’s This Love which was very good. She is 22 years old and blond and she is well, quite beautiful. Her first hit single from her next year album, Animal is TiK ToK was so catchy that I am so in love with it. Then I started to hear her other songs. First, Blah Blah Blah which as freaking awesome! And then Get In Line which was cute. And Disgusting was really beautiful and so was Butterscotch. And Dinosaur was so cute too and also Boots &amp; Boys. I have downloaded a few and it was great. Oh and her first song was with Flo Rida, Right Round which her voice sounded like Katy Perry. You can hear her songs in YouTube and search for ‘Ke$ha’. All I can say that is I love her songs. And it is very addicting. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2490200573358372941?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2490200573358372941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/keha-is-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2490200573358372941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2490200573358372941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/keha-is-awesome.html' title='KE$HA IS AWESOME'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-6042837127097428298</id><published>2009-12-02T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:51:25.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not be able to accept the future</title><content type='html'>Tittle: Not be able to accept the future&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Almost crying&lt;br /&gt;Facial expression: How do you look like when you're about to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Song: Whatcha Say by Jason Derulo &amp;amp; Secrets by OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared. Scared. Yes. I am AFRAID. SCARED. So afraid. I don't know why. Maybe because of next year. PMR? Turun kelas? Both what i am afraid of. I'm afraid that I maybe going to 3a3 that i will lose my face. i don't want that to happen. i tried to get my best on the last exam, but i don't know why i can't accept those things. i have no idea. maybe i should let go of my fantasy that i already have since ever. i have this fantasay which i can't tell to you cos it's part of my life and its a secrets. its nothing but i think its getting in my way. perhaps next year i have to let go of it just for a little bit while. relax and be myself. i'm making this entry just to calm myself down since i almost cried writing this down and i don't know why. i'm in pain and i don't know why. i am so scared. so afraid of next year. i'm afraid that next year i won't be accepting my fate. i maybe cannot accept the reality and starting to play in my fantasy all over again. and i don't to lalaikan myself. please, Ya Allah. help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-6042837127097428298?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/6042837127097428298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-be-able-to-accept-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6042837127097428298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/6042837127097428298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-be-able-to-accept-future.html' title='Not be able to accept the future'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3224171293883291200</id><published>2009-12-01T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:27:06.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Alien Invasion"</title><content type='html'>Last night, actually morning, around 5am, I was woken by a very disturbing and weird sound. I was well, a bit worried about where does the sound came from, because I was the only who’s awaken by the sound (both my sisters doesn’t bother at the sound) and I thought it was ghost or I was crazy. Yes, last night I thought I was crazy. Then, I thought logically, maybe it was some Malaysian Jets or helicopter and suddenly I thought that the war was happening all over again. But then I heard the sound was too long to be a jet cos the sound doesn’t stop at all. Then guess what? I thought it was Alien Invasion. Shut up myself. I was being stupid. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Alien invasion?&lt;/span&gt; Who can think about that? So I thought logically once again, and maybe the kerajaan sprayed some stuff cos of the disease that’s been going on now and also because I smelled some odd smell that catch my breath. AHH. A few minutes later, I fell asleep with my phone in my hand and then suddenly my mom opened our door and said, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Bangun oi, asap! Asap!”&lt;/span&gt; I was not that panicked but my sisters woke up and ran downstairs along with my mom, while I took along my phone in my hand and my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bantal busuk&lt;/span&gt; and I stopped for a second and think what to bring along with me if there were any fire so I brought along my spectacles with me. See, you can see what I’ll bring with me if there were any fire going on and that are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. My phone&lt;br /&gt;2. My bantal busuk&lt;br /&gt;3. My spectacles&lt;br /&gt;4. My life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So continue the story, I ran along downstairs and saw my brother, my sisters and my mom and dad tried to open the door and the grill and all of us were standing. Then my mom was so panicked that she was almost screaming and then my father got this notice about the people of Bahagian Kesihatan wanted to fog the neighborhood and that was called FOGGING. NOT ANY FIRE. FOGGING FOR THE DENGUE DISEASE. So I sat there on the couch while my mom was so lega that she was kinda laughing. My sisters went back to our room to go to sleep and then I walked to my mother’s room when my mother opened the pintu to verandah. Then I went back to sleep and then sembahyang subuh. While I sembahyang subuh, the asap was all in the house. Hahaha. Well, a funny story. And my mom said that could be a fire drill for our family sicne we never ever had one and we actually now had done a fire drill. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3224171293883291200?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3224171293883291200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/alien-invasion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3224171293883291200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3224171293883291200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/12/alien-invasion.html' title='&quot;Alien Invasion&quot;'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3674790775027723301</id><published>2009-11-29T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T07:38:31.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Lady GaGa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKVQJZibUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UjUrn-9F4Yc/s1600/3567651279_7bfa3bab97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409550207058865474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKVQJZibUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UjUrn-9F4Yc/s320/3567651279_7bfa3bab97.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Date of Birth&lt;br /&gt;28 March 1986, Manhattan, New York City, New York, USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth Name&lt;br /&gt;Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickname&lt;br /&gt;GaGa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height&lt;br /&gt;5' 1" (1.55 m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade Mark&lt;br /&gt;-Her hair bow.&lt;br /&gt;-Platnium blond hair.&lt;br /&gt;-Her futuristic outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia&lt;br /&gt;-Has three tattoos, one her on wrist, shoulder blade, and lower back.&lt;br /&gt;-Is of Italian descent.&lt;br /&gt;-Used to be a go-go dancer.&lt;br /&gt;-The album's lead single, "Just Dance", was released on April 8, 2008 and had reached number one in five countries.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the same school with Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;-She has been influenced by David Bowie, Queen, Madonna, and Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;-Attended a private Catholic school.&lt;br /&gt;-At seventeen, she was one of twenty people in the world to have gained early admission to the New York University's Tisch School of the Arts.&lt;br /&gt;-Her stage name, Lady GaGa, is a reference to the song "Radio Ga-Ga" by Queen.&lt;br /&gt;-Interscope music executive Vincent Herbert hired her in January 2008 as a music writer.&lt;br /&gt;-She states that she is "very into fashion" and that it is "everything".&lt;br /&gt;-Her song "Boys, Boys, Boys" was inspired by Mötley Crüe's hit "Girls, Girls, Girls".&lt;br /&gt;-She learned how to play the piano at the age of four, wrote her first piano ballad at 13, and began performing at open mic nights by the age of 14.&lt;br /&gt;-Her parents are Joseph, an Internet entrepreneur, and Cynthia, a telecommunications assistant.&lt;br /&gt;-Bleached her hair blonde in light of the fact that she was being mistaken for Amy Winehouse by interviewers while trying to make it big.&lt;br /&gt;-Has a contralto vocal range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I cannot believe that she's 23! She looks so old! Like Beyonce's age or something.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3674790775027723301?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3674790775027723301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-lady-gaga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3674790775027723301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3674790775027723301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-lady-gaga.html' title='The Real Lady GaGa'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKVQJZibUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UjUrn-9F4Yc/s72-c/3567651279_7bfa3bab97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-3759165126345160708</id><published>2009-11-29T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T07:09:08.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Songwriter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s unbelievable that I can write songs. Yes. I write songs, but just the lyrics, not the melody or anything after that. I have written songs since last year; well actually when I was in the primary school but then my English was not that good so mostly this year. I usually write songs on the exam weeks, after finishing my work, I’ll write tons of lyrics. So, I have already written about 34 lyrics and here’s the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.9.01pm&lt;br /&gt;2.All By Myself&lt;br /&gt;3.Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;4.Breathe&lt;br /&gt;5.Butterfly With The Right Wings&lt;br /&gt;6.By My Side&lt;br /&gt;7.Caught Dead&lt;br /&gt;8.Chapter One&lt;br /&gt;9.Collapsed&lt;br /&gt;10.Empty&lt;br /&gt;11.Feel Good Song&lt;br /&gt;12.Goodnight and Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;13.Heads Over Heels&lt;br /&gt;14.Heart On Your Sleeve&lt;br /&gt;15.Hero&lt;br /&gt;16.Hey, It’s Monday&lt;br /&gt;17.I Told You So&lt;br /&gt;18.I’m Sorry&lt;br /&gt;19.I’ve Said Too Much&lt;br /&gt;20.Murder Her&lt;br /&gt;21.Not A Love Letter, A Suicide Note&lt;br /&gt;22.Oh Mason&lt;br /&gt;23.Our Song (This Isn’t A Goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;24.Party Til’ Dawn (Oh Oh)&lt;br /&gt;25.Playback Time&lt;br /&gt;26.Playground&lt;br /&gt;27.Rainbow Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;28.Show The Way I Am&lt;br /&gt;29.Smitten By You&lt;br /&gt;30.Stupid Love Song&lt;br /&gt;31.This Close&lt;br /&gt;32.Time Loop&lt;br /&gt;33.What A Douche&lt;br /&gt;34.You’re Last Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this, I am so ashamed to show people that I write songs so this year, I showed to my friends at school and they said that it was pretty good. I wrote the song Playground for KamiBSKL and the song Time Loop was actually It Happens Over and Over Again When I’m Breaking Up With You but the title was too long and before this I didn’t know how to explain the word time loop. The song Murder was my first song and the English was so broken, me myself embarrassed to read the lyrics. Haha. The song Empty is my first pop song I ever written, cieh, even though I didn’t make the melody but I know how to sing the song I written. And the Party Til’ Dawn (Oh Oh) song is my first party song. My most poetic song is Heart On Your Sleeve because the lyrics were so ‘berbunga-bunga’. :) Even though I can’t sing, I would love to be a songwriter. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-3759165126345160708?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/3759165126345160708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/songwriter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3759165126345160708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/3759165126345160708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/songwriter.html' title='A Songwriter'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-4477026709366915550</id><published>2009-11-29T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T07:00:56.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dimples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKMBm76FrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/n5dof_tB2ds/s1600/PB291914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409540061684962994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKMBm76FrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/n5dof_tB2ds/s320/PB291914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKMBL8sWhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/w06YIFYS2d0/s1600/PB291913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409540054440499730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKMBL8sWhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/w06YIFYS2d0/s320/PB291913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKMA5uEm-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/QHsQJ2n0Sfo/s1600/PB291912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409540049547336674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKMA5uEm-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/QHsQJ2n0Sfo/s320/PB291912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the name of my cousins’ company, Sweet Dimples. They handmade paperclips and hairclips that were so cool. My cousin, Kak Shima made this by her own hand for my mother’s stall alongside my mother’s flowers at Unimas on Convocation Day. So uh, the paperclips were awesome and so pretty and so were the hairclips. I am so amazed. Even though they sell it a few months back, but we bought it just now. Hahaha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-4477026709366915550?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/4477026709366915550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-dimples.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4477026709366915550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4477026709366915550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-dimples.html' title='Sweet Dimples'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxKMBm76FrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/n5dof_tB2ds/s72-c/PB291914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-2440814693115892637</id><published>2009-11-29T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T06:54:08.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How We Celebrate Hari Raya Haji This Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: How We Celebrate Hari Raya Haji This Year&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Sakit kaki but happy&lt;br /&gt;Song: Patron Tequila by Paradiso Girls &amp;amp; Brick By Boring Brick by Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th November 2009, last Friday, we spent our day gathering with our family because it’s Hari Raya Haji! Around 7, my mom woke me and my sisters up to get ready to go to the Masjid to sembahyang Hari Raya. So we went to Masjid around 8 and went straight to the women’s place to sembahyang which is on the first floor. Before I went upstairs, I saw the Monkeys of Jalan Bunga Akasia which are Aimran and the gang. Of course. Then we waited on our place to sembahyang. About 30 minutes later, we sembahyang. I actually liked it. I like gathering at a place like Masjid. Then we went back home after sembahyang and after my dad sembahyang Jumaat, we went to my cousins’ house to gather. When the clock turns 5.30pm, all of us went back home. But before that, we made a plan to watch movies at MBO with all the cousins. So my cousins from KL, Athira and Baby followed us back home and Intan and Nani will be sent by their dad later to my house. We went to MBO The Spring and watched A Christmas Carol and it was great but I almost fell asleep. It’s just that Jim Carrey is just so awesome. And so was the day. I had the greatest time but not my knee. Again like past times, my knee is hurt again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-2440814693115892637?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/2440814693115892637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-we-celebrate-hari-raya-haji-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2440814693115892637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/2440814693115892637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-we-celebrate-hari-raya-haji-this.html' title='How We Celebrate Hari Raya Haji This Year'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-4451285508965340703</id><published>2009-11-27T23:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:56:16.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boots, baby! Boots!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boots! Boots! Boots! I want boots! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Black, without leather, no heels boots&lt;/span&gt;! I want boots badly! Boots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my sister got their own boots, and I also want one since boots is the most precious things in the world. In my world. And also boots is the new pump shoes, in New York. Not in Malaysia. I saw only one girl wore no-heels boots in KLCC at KL, and I want one. Even though people in Malaysia rarely wear boots, well, I don’t want to look like typical Malaysian! I want to stand out with my boots, but sadly, I haven’t bought one. I asked my mom and yes, my mom and I went around KLCC, looking for the boots but didn’t see any on the ground floor since we were on the ground floor. Then my mom said that boots are seasonal, and that is very seldom people wear it so my mom said, maybe later. But I want to wear it when other people don’t. So that I can be myself. So that I can be want I have always want to be. And also that, no-heels boots are not that seasonal cos they have no heels and that’s like wearing a sneaker, or a pump shoes or flip flops. So basically, we can wear it everywhere. It’s very sensible and very pretty and very BEAUTIFUL. But, I have told my mom that boots with no heels, we can wear it everywhere but my mom said that it’s not practical to wear boots when we’re walking down the streets and that I agree! If like that, use car lah! That’s the point of having cars! So um, donate me some so that I can buy me own boots! I’m out. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWGSTTNnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/x-kG3fopm9U/s1600/za2jy6am706nj26n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409058555952313970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWGSTTNnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/x-kG3fopm9U/s320/za2jy6am706nj26n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWGL6wQ5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/rHN_cYwD9C8/s1600/z60zsfhk7l7kkhlz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409058554238747538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWGL6wQ5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/rHN_cYwD9C8/s320/z60zsfhk7l7kkhlz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWFQR3oWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DVLnTeRfPQ0/s1600/3292287639_9c2cd08bf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409058538229571938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWFQR3oWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DVLnTeRfPQ0/s320/3292287639_9c2cd08bf4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWFBDbZ3I/AAAAAAAAATw/4Xuo8D3uvPM/s1600/293_Gomez_Selena_100508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409058534142470002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWFBDbZ3I/AAAAAAAAATw/4Xuo8D3uvPM/s320/293_Gomez_Selena_100508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/6040484372335062992-4451285508965340703?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/4451285508965340703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/boots-baby-boots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4451285508965340703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/4451285508965340703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/boots-baby-boots.html' title='Boots, baby! Boots!'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SxDWGSTTNnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/x-kG3fopm9U/s72-c/za2jy6am706nj26n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-274558632747709986</id><published>2009-11-25T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:37:06.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;mood: full :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;song: the nanny's theme song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;facial expression: lips pouting with lazy eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow, Friday, 27th November is the day that the Muslims cut the head off a cow, not for fun, for something i can't remember. and we call tomorrow, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HARI RAYA AIDIL ADHA&lt;/span&gt;! hah. i'm not so excited though cos we have to gather at my cousins' house wearing baju kurung. its not that i don't like it. i just know that the temperature will rise at any time soon people talk. usual talk but the usual voice. scream. :) well, i'm watching the Nanny, i'm still not sick of this series even though this Hallmark channel have been playing this series for ages now, not stopping for seasons and still ,we're or other people still not tired watching it. it's entertaining. funtertaining. zack's word. hahah. so um, today, i don't know when but my cousins from KL is coming down here for until the end of the year perhaps? i don't know. so um, i'm a little bit excited even though i just visited them a few weeks ago. ahhhh. i'm tired. and also full. when is my diet going to start. i just had dinner around 7 and ate a burger around 9 again and i'm still full and its 12.35am! so uh, goodnight everybody and have a good raya time on this friday! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-274558632747709986?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/274558632747709986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/tomorrow_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/274558632747709986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/274558632747709986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/tomorrow_25.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040484372335062992.post-1616937937527678745</id><published>2009-11-23T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:38:18.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shocking Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is the shocking truth (well, shocking for me), Logan Lerman Edition. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407570840625112290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SwuNB204ZOI/AAAAAAAAATo/a2b2xLgr8mk/s320/m_06fa70c7a4ab4beca4c44cc823f22d2b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan Wade Lerman, 17, when you see him, he is one sweet face and very cute. But you don’t know the real him, and so do I. When he was like 11 and below, he starred in a movie where he’s character is very nice and little and not that important. When he was 12, he got a part as Bobby McCallister in the TV series Jack and Bobby. He and his brother Jack (Matt Long, also one hot actor) is one day, going to be the President of The United States of America. So, of course he’s a good boy. But one part, where he, Bobby kissed this girl, age 20+ in the movie and in the interview, he said that that wasn’t his first kiss. God! This means, he has already kissed somebody before at the early age around like 11 or 12 or 13. On his Biography on IMDb, there this word, “even though he plays mostly dramatic roles, he enjoys playing pranks on his friends.” He pranks people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he grows up, and so do I :) He and his best friend, Dean Collins, also an actor made this short movies and post in on YouTube where he’s character always as a pervert or a rich kid or a bully. And that made me felt a little bit curious on how he’s behavior is in real life. On 2007, he acted in Bill, a movie which he played a rich kid that has no name said in the movie (cos they called him kid) and he is kind of a spoilt brat in the movie. There’s this part where he fucked everyone for making him go hunting. That part was funny but I was surprised that he’s a jerk. Even in his short movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched his latest movie, Gamer, last night and I was not that surprised that he fucks, cos I have heard him fucks before but in the movie, its worse. There was this part where this girl twins that said, “Simon? Is that you? Oh my God, it’s really you! Do you want to see our tits?” in British accents. And guess what he replied, “Sure,” then the twins showed him their tits and the movie didn’t censored anything and he just laughed. I was like OMG, and there this another part where he was captured by I don’t know who and they showed him pictures of him having fun, picture number 1; he signed this girl’s boobs, picture number 2; he was partying and picture number 3; he was surrounded by girls. The picture number 2 and 3, that’s okay but number 1, he signed someone else’s boobs! God, all I can say that he is AMERICAN. I bet when he’s free at home, he’ll watch porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, he’ll play Percy Jackson in the Percy Jackson and the Olympians; The Lightning Thief movie out February 2010. The movie is expected to be the next Harry Potter because the movie is like Harry Potter. He’s the main character and a lot people as in the media has asked him that when the Percy movie is out and is he ready to be the Daniel Radcliffe kind of fame? And he replied that he’s just in this kind of stuff not to be famous. He sounds not to care about the fame? Percy Jackson is a very troubled student and why is he picked as a troubled teen? But that’s good; finally, people will recognized him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found a video of him in YouTube where he was karaoke-ing at a party, I don’t know when but the hair looked like his new hairstyle. Pushed to the right. He’s voice was not that good but he was sure having fun. But he looked a bit ‘GAMBONG’ you know. I don’t know the word in English so that was the word for him. GAMBONG. Suits him. And he karaoke with this two girls and they sang the song Pieces of Me by Ashlee Simpson which was funny cos his voice was so manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also this interview using the phone in YouTube that this guy from the online radio interviewed him about his new movie Gamer and My One and Only and also Percy Jackson which he sounded lovely and GOOD. He’s voice was so yummy and very manly. I love his voice. :)  and the picture up there is the cover of my wallpaper background for my laptop. nice is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said before, as a fan, I should accept him as he is and support him as how he is. Without his fans, he would be nothing. This is Fathin, reporting about Logan and he’s behavior. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040484372335062992-1616937937527678745?l=athynblablabla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/feeds/1616937937527678745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/shocking-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1616937937527678745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040484372335062992/posts/default/1616937937527678745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athynblablabla.blogspot.com/2009/11/shocking-truth.html' title='The Shocking Truth'/><author><name>athyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08079711419815871273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/S0bvwYSA67I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NyGN7jbvYCM/S220/P1012147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjWm4oM74Js/SwuNB204ZOI/AAAAAAAAATo/a2b2xLgr8mk/s72-c/m_06fa70c7a4ab4beca4c44cc823f22d2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
