<?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-2039817507865466875</id><updated>2012-02-10T22:29:38.744+08:00</updated><category term='our song'/><category term='hang out'/><category term='sad'/><category term='poem'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='funny'/><category term='random'/><category term='momento'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='missing'/><category term='experience'/><category term='geram'/><category term='first meet'/><title type='text'>A to Z on Adek and Zwan</title><subtitle type='html'>Their relationship started since 19th September 2008</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-550780956481688708</id><published>2009-05-28T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:43:16.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>190909</title><content type='html'>still in planning... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-550780956481688708?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/550780956481688708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=550780956481688708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/550780956481688708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/550780956481688708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2009/05/190909.html' title='190909'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-2129554157586018077</id><published>2009-03-23T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:40:32.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento'/><title type='text'>Kissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SceRA6sJjfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/y6m4i0N5Z0k/s1600-h/IMG_0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316377330074619378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SceRA6sJjfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/y6m4i0N5Z0k/s400/IMG_0380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gegurl kissed Fishy2 on the nose? bumper... xoxo&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/2039817507865466875-2129554157586018077?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2129554157586018077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=2129554157586018077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2129554157586018077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2129554157586018077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2009/03/kissed.html' title='Kissed'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SceRA6sJjfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/y6m4i0N5Z0k/s72-c/IMG_0380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-334189055086546047</id><published>2009-03-23T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:34:39.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Half a year</title><content type='html'>Oh, we are a still a young couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, still learning here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, we learn about each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That love blossoms, we care one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy 6th month anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-334189055086546047?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/334189055086546047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=334189055086546047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/334189055086546047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/334189055086546047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2009/03/half-year.html' title='Half a year'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-7884938757072779273</id><published>2009-01-08T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:29:16.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geram'/><title type='text'>Drama Queen 1</title><content type='html'>It is the final week of our internship period. Oh boy every one is totally excited. And i can see that most student takes time to get the Final Report done. Me of course always get it done early. Yea, i finished my final report yesterday. :) But zwan on the other hand, kept postponding to do it. And im not happy with it. Why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason.. If zwan x siap, when will he gonna get it done? next week? i dont think so, we're both wud be in Miri holiday, enjoying. that makes it he must get it done the next week which is when we're back in UTP. he would be busy trying to get the report done, and i have nothing to do!! just alone while waiting him to get his work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna be alone! so baby, GET YOU REPORTS DONE BY THIS FRIDAY!!!! as in tomorrow! Lama dah kot i bagi template i kat u, half of ur work i dah buatkan. plz plz, get ur head in the report asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-7884938757072779273?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7884938757072779273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=7884938757072779273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7884938757072779273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7884938757072779273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2009/01/drama-queen-1.html' title='Drama Queen 1'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-6957245884475419243</id><published>2008-12-23T10:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:49:32.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>3rd Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>oh.. where's the 3 month anniversary special??? heehhehe... been busy with work and reports, jugling time... almost forgot that its been 3 months already? woa!!! I didnt get anything for him tho, but he gave me my fave cadbury. yeay... lama plak dah x makan cadbury. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage one PASSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd month anniversary baby. muahs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-6957245884475419243?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6957245884475419243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=6957245884475419243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6957245884475419243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6957245884475419243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/12/3rd-month-anniversary.html' title='3rd Month Anniversary'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-3917090824872571474</id><published>2008-12-11T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:00:33.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang out'/><title type='text'>It has been a while</title><content type='html'>For those who has been keeping up with this blog, my apology. It was a busy busy month. FYI, me and zwan are doing great. Better than ever. A lot of things had been going on with us ey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with... the never ending weekend plans for every single weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! how do i begin. Hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekend 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (15-16 Nov)&lt;br /&gt;There's the shopping for my brother's room. At Ikea... Spent almost 1K on the shelfs, rack, lights, mirror and mcm2 la... entah apa dibeli asal boley drill kan. hahhaah! since zwan is such a handy man. :D I picked all the items, my dad pays it all. And zwan drilled it all up to the walls. All i did was just watched. Hehee.... And and, i made cold drinks for him in case he gets thristy. Cute aren't i? Hehehe... :D Then the drilling continue to the next day as well. Now the room is looking like a bedroom.. Masuk bilik je nak tido. Heee.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weekend 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(22-23 Nov)&lt;br /&gt;Shira's Birthday Pool Party! A BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekend 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (29-30 Nov)&lt;br /&gt;There is this one Sunday, I asked zwan to teach me how to drive a manual car. Hihihi... So he did, i learn pretty quick. Then, we go on for a ride. I drive. At first, planned to go up the MRR2, then U-turn back at the UIA exit. Then, we both were like talking about our trip to Genting in the future... Terus la pegi Genting. (Bare in mind, im driving and budak yg baru pas bukit in like a few hours b4!) hahahah.... Serious Cuak! hahaha... Zwan were like.... "Shift down gear!" "Paddle more on the accelerator". hahah! OMG! I just prayed... "Jgn mati engine!" Hihi... Once we reached the top, it was 7pm something like dat. We decided to stop by a while...Kinda funny there, cause i was totally undressed, without license and IC and MY PHONE! And zwan was in his shorts and plain t-shirt. Luckily we had our sweaters packed in the car. Thank God! Though it was still freezing cold! So we lepak2 in the mall there... Had our dinner, more jalan2.... It was fun.. Didnt play the games tho, just watch. Nama lg x plan apa2 kan... Duit pun x cash out. Haha~! Then i wanted to buy this really cute purse... We drag all our cold freezing ass looking for the ATM. Just to buy the purse. heee~ Thanks baby... :) At one moment, my mum called zwan's phone, asking where we were. We said Genting, she was like.... WHAT?! Haha... She even asked us a few times summore. Haih... Then at almost 11 we drive back to KL, cause the day after we both had to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ya, the day before that... We went to my SV, Badrulhisham's kenduri. Kekah his baby boy. Sesat sampai an hour looking for his house. hahaha... Navigating can be quite tricky. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weekend 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (5-9 Dec)&lt;br /&gt;Then the next weekend after that, spent the whole 4.5 days back at zwan's hometown, Muar. Now thats the first tym i ever felt the Raya Haji celebration. hehehe.. B4 this, tido je kot. =) FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will add more with the details soon. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-3917090824872571474?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3917090824872571474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=3917090824872571474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3917090824872571474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3917090824872571474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-has-been-while.html' title='It has been a while'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-3315602888072818681</id><published>2008-11-21T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:27:02.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Friendster comments</title><content type='html'>I was bored and browsing through my friendster's comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized a few stuff... Eh, this zwan guy has been commenting my page and i dont actually reply his comments and i dont think i remember him anyway (at that time la).. Oh my God. how could i've missed this oh so amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the comments he gave to me.. notice the dates... Serious i tak tau kewujudan u baby. waa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36w4ITdI/AAAAAAAAAXo/P8v1pJx42Uo/s1600-h/bday+wish.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270961896576011730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36w4ITdI/AAAAAAAAAXo/P8v1pJx42Uo/s320/bday+wish.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. He wished me on my bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36n_mqOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TVOxP8YVnB8/s1600-h/luck+exam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270961894191442146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36n_mqOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TVOxP8YVnB8/s320/luck+exam.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2. He wished me luck on my exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36llmXnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_w3bwrvMp8c/s1600-h/hari+raya.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270961893545500274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36llmXnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_w3bwrvMp8c/s320/hari+raya.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. He wished me Hepi Raya using that flash card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36dEm-II/AAAAAAAAAXQ/d8kErCm1BS4/s1600-h/puasa+plak.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270961891259644034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 41px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36dEm-II/AAAAAAAAAXQ/d8kErCm1BS4/s320/puasa+plak.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. Wish puasa pun ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sigh2....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-3315602888072818681?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3315602888072818681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=3315602888072818681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3315602888072818681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3315602888072818681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendster-comments.html' title='Friendster comments'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSY36w4ITdI/AAAAAAAAAXo/P8v1pJx42Uo/s72-c/bday+wish.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-7067897502377247709</id><published>2008-11-19T14:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:29:13.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento'/><title type='text'>Happy Two Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSPNvFmc7zI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XQdUackSbI4/s1600-h/2+months.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270282197794615090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSPNvFmc7zI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XQdUackSbI4/s400/2+months.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSPNojrmrSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uibgAJFFjy4/s1600-h/2+months.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSOu6NManqI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ibYgcRWsI-o/s1600-h/2monthanniversary_paper_heart%2Bflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270248303950995106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSOu6NManqI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ibYgcRWsI-o/s320/2monthanniversary_paper_heart%2Bflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The card says,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OMG, it has only been 2 months? for a sec, i thought it was 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;hehe... What and amazing 2 months we both had. Looking forward for the coming&lt;br /&gt;months/years."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details on the gift;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Torned pink tracing paper + A bud of paper flower with my perfume sprayed on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pink paper rope wrapped around the stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lady bug on heart paper clip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two heart shape red paper cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silver marker and pen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;White paper for notes overlapped with pink tracing papers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 2 month anniversary sayang... I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-7067897502377247709?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7067897502377247709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=7067897502377247709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7067897502377247709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7067897502377247709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-two-month-anniversary.html' title='Happy Two Month Anniversary'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SSPNvFmc7zI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XQdUackSbI4/s72-c/2+months.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-6341728301096189560</id><published>2008-11-14T10:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:32:45.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Mixed up timeline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is it i feel like as if someone just clicked the Rewind button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its as if Zwan and I just started our relationship a few days ago. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When it's actually somewhen 2 months back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the same time, kinda like its been years that Zwan and I in a relationship. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess because we've been so close that it felt like its been forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Within that both feelings, it's kinda like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"why on earth is the time passes by so slow...?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has only been 2 months, i tot it was 2 years somehow. Why the rush anyway? hahaha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-6341728301096189560?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6341728301096189560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=6341728301096189560&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6341728301096189560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6341728301096189560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/mixed-up-timeline.html' title='Mixed up timeline'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-1544860613036847272</id><published>2008-11-13T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:01:09.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>Selamat Pagi Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's nice to get to wake up every morning knowing you will be there right next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Kiss*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Good morning sayang..", adek.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Kiss*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Good morning baby", zwan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday single day, me and zwan would wish Good Morning to each other at least 3 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The time we both actually realize that we're awake. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After i take my shower, a morning kiss to Zwan yg still tido. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once Zwan reaches office, he will IM me another Morning wish. ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good morning sayang... ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-1544860613036847272?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1544860613036847272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=1544860613036847272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/1544860613036847272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/1544860613036847272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/selamat-pagi-cinta.html' title='Selamat Pagi Cinta'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-5417745541143320577</id><published>2008-11-13T21:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:05:51.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Holiday in Miri</title><content type='html'>It's my turn plak to show him my hometown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRzc5tQjtEI/AAAAAAAAAVo/fJu6hitKIrk/s1600-h/tiket+belon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRzc5tQjtEI/AAAAAAAAAVo/fJu6hitKIrk/s320/tiket+belon.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268328548076336194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, it was suppose to be just me and my family. I wasn't even plan to tell my baby about it anyway. Then tgh2 nak book the flight, my mum asked me to ask Zwan whether he wanna come too. So..... I asked la kan. Of course he said YES. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Miri... Here we come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-5417745541143320577?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5417745541143320577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=5417745541143320577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5417745541143320577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5417745541143320577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-in-miri.html' title='Holiday in Miri'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRzc5tQjtEI/AAAAAAAAAVo/fJu6hitKIrk/s72-c/tiket+belon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-8729892821440993969</id><published>2008-11-12T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:53:35.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I want you to need me</title><content type='html'>I want to be the face you see when you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the touch you need every single night&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your fantasy&lt;br /&gt;And be your reality&lt;br /&gt;And everything between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to need me&lt;br /&gt;Like the air you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I want you to feel me&lt;br /&gt;In everything&lt;br /&gt;I want you to see me&lt;br /&gt;In your every dream&lt;br /&gt;The way that I taste you feel you breathe you need you&lt;br /&gt;I want you to need me&lt;br /&gt;Like I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the eyes that look deep into your soul&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the world to you&lt;br /&gt;I just want it all&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your deepest kiss&lt;br /&gt;The answer to your every wish&lt;br /&gt;I'm all you ever need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than you could know&lt;br /&gt;And I need you&lt;br /&gt;To never never let me go&lt;br /&gt;And I need to be deep inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be everywhere you are....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-8729892821440993969?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8729892821440993969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=8729892821440993969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8729892821440993969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8729892821440993969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-you-to-need-me.html' title='I want you to need me'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-3626440406597179309</id><published>2008-11-11T11:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:20:51.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Lesson 2: How to Deal With a Pre Menstrual Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>Women can be cranky when they have their periods. Then again, would you be happy if you spent five days feeling like you've been kicked in the stomach? Here are some ways to be more supportive and understanding toward your girlfriend when she has her period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never assume that a girl is in this situation unless you are completely sure, as it is incredibly offensive. Although some men may be sympathetic at 'that time of the month', the general perception that women have is that men can't actually understand what a woman goes through during menstruation, given that they do not experience it. To assume that a girl is in such a circumstance, without being told, is arrogant at best and completely unreasonable at worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get informed about PMS. If you don't know the exact reasons for its existence, you may never understand why it happens. This will leave you feeling like your girlfriend is treating you like a doormat for no or close to no reason and might take a toll on your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realize that you cannot control the situation no matter what you do. Realize also that mood swings in girls in this situation are not necessarily under their control. Knowing this, and understanding that it will happen one way or another is your best strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find out what her usual pattern is, i.e. is she usually in pain/depressed/tired? Is her libido strong or practically non-existent? Try to adapt to these patterns. If her libido lessens during that time, don't act pushy. It will depress or anger her that she is disappointing you. If she has a strong libido, don't stay away from her just because it's "that time of the month". Figure something out that does not make either of you feel rejected or obligated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't antagonize her. Easier said than done, but avoid piquing her temper as much as possible. It's also better to avoid asking too many questions. Questions are normal, but don't overwhelm her with pointless questions. She may feel pushed or untrusted. Save these for after the menstruation cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something "thoughtful" for her. If possible avoid getting something in return: this will prove to her that you want her to be happy, and it's not that you want something from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare for extreme reactions. This goes in both directions. So if you're nice to her to make her feel good, she may cry tears of joy over some flowers or you doing her dishes. Don't let it freak you out. Hug her (carefully, this is not the time for rib-cracking squeezes), give her a kiss and hand her a tissue. She'll love you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Comfort yourself with an understanding that she is not enjoying her period and treat her with tenderness, but with a quiet strength. Your girlfriend will react well to your self assurance. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be strong but not dominating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be gentle when touching, she may be sore/have a headache/ have cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If/when the goo hits the propeller, explain that you are sorry she feels that way and exit asap. Being understanding does not mean that you should take abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flowers, her favorite dinner, a heating pad, massage! If she's very sore, bubble bath and a chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your wife/girlfriend is especially sensitive to PMS, it's pays to keep track of her periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate, unless she feels it makes things worse. Some women get stronger cramps from chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Figure out when her period is and then you can know when to expect that she might be a little...yeah. Make a habit of giving her presents throughout the month. Not every day, but, once in a while some flowers or candy or something because if she knows her cycle and you give her chocolate the first day of her period every month, she might get suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you know her cycle and one day she's just really emotional when it ISN'T her period, remember that she can get cramps all month and be sure to ALWAYS be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls are extremely sensitive. When it comes to their periods, it's 10 times worse. Be careful and treat her good. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warnings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stupidity can destroy a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even though she may be mean to you, DO NOT tolerate her physically abusing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe a slap is tolerable but unprovoked violence during that time of the month is abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not all women have PMS symptoms. Don't try to blame your relationship issues on your girlfriend's period. This is just immature. If she really suffers from PMS, that's just a few days out of a whole month/year. Dig deeper to find the real core of your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Probably the worst mistake you could make is assuming that she's PMSing when she really isn't, because it shows that you don't respect her and you think she's irrational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she IS going through PMS, NEVER EVER mention to her that her current anemic state is due to PMS. Especially if she is having an argument/fight with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not share the fact that she is on her period with anyone. This is very private information and whoever you share it with may talk to your girlfriend about it. This will make her very uncomfortable and she may not feel like she can confide in you. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things You'll Need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Patience. AMAZING amounts of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heating Pads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flowers or Gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A kind heart &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Source of article from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/"&gt;http://www.wikihow.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-3626440406597179309?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3626440406597179309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=3626440406597179309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3626440406597179309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3626440406597179309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/lesson-2-how-to-deal-with-pre-menstrual.html' title='Lesson 2: How to Deal With a Pre Menstrual Girlfriend'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-5830101130320750858</id><published>2008-11-11T09:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:46:59.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Lesson 1: Sanitary Pad and Menstrual</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i needed to buy the usual items for that week of the month. Zwan pun ikut sekali la. Usually his sisters would just buy one type of sanitary pad. Then i guess he was like shocked, that i bought 3 different types of it just for my own use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, he asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Baby, y byk sgt ni? (Pointing to each one of the pads) Ni utk apa? Ni plak utk&lt;br /&gt;apa? Ni lg utk apa?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Eh, byk soal juak anak tok. Hahah... So here goes, lesson of Sanitary Pads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, i have 3 different types of pads that i &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Light flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brand in use:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kotex Pantiliners with Green Tea Extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRknN0twWnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OT0gtiuD-qo/s1600-h/Kotex+Pantiliners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267284357628844658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRknN0twWnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OT0gtiuD-qo/s200/Kotex+Pantiliners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When to use:&lt;/em&gt; Before and after the menstrual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason:&lt;/em&gt; Just to be prepare before the heavy flow starts, and after for the final drip.&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRknNW7a2UI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QItzoQt6S_k/s1600-h/Stayfree+Slim+with+Wings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267284349633091906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRknNW7a2UI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QItzoQt6S_k/s200/Stayfree+Slim+with+Wings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brand in use:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Stayfree Slim Wing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When to use:&lt;/em&gt; During the day, needs to be change after 4-5 hours of usage or when full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason:&lt;/em&gt; So that ur pants wouldn't seem so like ur wearing a diaper la! Hahah! Easy to monitor cause you're awake. Takkan bocor punya.&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For sleeping at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRknNKhs-3I/AAAAAAAAATw/e7eYydfhtLY/s1600-h/Stayfree+Overnight+Extra+Long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267284346304002930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRknNKhs-3I/AAAAAAAAATw/e7eYydfhtLY/s200/Stayfree+Overnight+Extra+Long.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brand in use:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Stayfree Overnight Wing Extra Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When to use:&lt;/em&gt; Nama lg overnight kan? Use when going to bed. Or long distance of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason:&lt;/em&gt; Extra protection with no leakeage at all. Can last up to 10 hours and still feel secure. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-5830101130320750858?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5830101130320750858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=5830101130320750858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5830101130320750858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5830101130320750858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/lesson-1-sanitary-pad-and-menstrual.html' title='Lesson 1: Sanitary Pad and Menstrual'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRknN0twWnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OT0gtiuD-qo/s72-c/Kotex+Pantiliners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-2072081635614406005</id><published>2008-11-10T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:04:58.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Facts on both genders</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is mean to you after a break-up she wants you back but she is too scared she'll get hurt and knows you're gone forever!&lt;br /&gt;When you catch a girl glancing at you, she wants you to look backand smile&lt;br /&gt;When a girl bumps into your arm, while walking with you she wants you to hold her hand&lt;br /&gt;When she wants a hug she will just stand there&lt;br /&gt;When u break a girls heart she still feels it when you run into each other 3 years later&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind..&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply..&lt;br /&gt;When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around When a girl answers, "I'm fine," after afew seconds, she is not at all fine&lt;br /&gt;When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are playing games&lt;br /&gt;When a girl lays her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever&lt;br /&gt;When a girl says she can't live without you, she has made up her mind that you are her future&lt;br /&gt;When a girl says, "I miss you," no one in this world can miss you more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guy Facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy calls you, he wants to be with you&lt;br /&gt;When a guy is quiet, He's listening to you...&lt;br /&gt;When a guy is not arguing, He realizes he's wrong&lt;br /&gt;When a guy says, "I'm fine after a few minuteshe means it&lt;br /&gt;When a guy stares at you, he wishes you would care about him and wonders if you do&lt;br /&gt;When your laying your head on a guy's chest, he has the world&lt;br /&gt;When a guy calls/texts/comments/messages you everyday, he is in love&lt;br /&gt;When a (good) guy tells you he loves you, he means it&lt;br /&gt;When a guy says he can't live without you, he's with you till your done&lt;br /&gt;When a guy says, "I miss you," he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-2072081635614406005?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2072081635614406005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=2072081635614406005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2072081635614406005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2072081635614406005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/facts-on-both-genders.html' title='Facts on both genders'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-3600768654939564873</id><published>2008-11-10T11:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:57:49.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Refresh Memory</title><content type='html'>This morning i woke up, i looked at the side... I see my baby zwan, gave him his good morning kiss, and i felt this feeling like, "&lt;em&gt;eh.. y i rasa mcm baru last friday kt couple"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i tak bosan dgn u, not just yet&lt;br /&gt;and i hope that i takkan bosan dgn u&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think that i akan bosan dgn u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i love you so much baby.. Thank you sbb sentiasa sayang i. Do sayang i always kay? Plz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-3600768654939564873?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3600768654939564873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=3600768654939564873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3600768654939564873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3600768654939564873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/refresh-memory.html' title='Refresh Memory'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-3671076958685437878</id><published>2008-11-10T09:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:51:09.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first meet'/><title type='text'>Meeting the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday 7th Nov 2008, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off from work, had lunch at home in Ampang. Packing2, getting ready to leave home. On our way to home in Muar. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chey, home in Muar. hahah! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;late afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaches Muar, after 2-3 hours of driving with speed of 70-80 km/h in range. ;) tho, we didnt balik rumah terus. i was freakingly nervous to meet his parent at the moment. so we cruise around Muar, went to see my baby's favourite spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerPj4SwII/AAAAAAAAATU/JcR2QFh2iCM/s1600-h/muar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866573050822786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerPj4SwII/AAAAAAAAATU/JcR2QFh2iCM/s320/muar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's the tempat monyet. Sgt sgt sgt byk monyet!!! also ada babi hutans! (notice the 's') its like a zoo but monkeys, wild boar and humans gets along. haha.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next stop, there's the Tanjung. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ouh ya, fyi... Most places in Muar, kinda reminds me a whole lot of Miri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Even Miri also have Tanjong what. Tanjong lobang. The scenery, kinda more or less. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then we passed by this place, they called Marina. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The difference with it and Miri is that, they have a big durian statue, Miri has this BIG sea horse. Hihih.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;early evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising around the City, finally reaches the right-turn junction then a left turn after a bump to his home. Woa...... CUAK ni!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(but in an excited cuak kinda of feeling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I can't really explains it all in detail how it goes, cause it all passed by so fast. The sister, the mum... more sisters then the grandma. At that very moment, all i think was just one, &lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"gosh, plez dont hate me. i love ur son so much and i'll try my best to take&lt;br /&gt;care of him as how u do".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Then as the moment passed by, the kekok+ness become less and lesser. that's a good thing la in a way. What i did was like, being myself but the good me, not the gila2 me come out. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;towards the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out for more cruising around the city, and sight seeing. That was after we find a place for me to pee, hahah! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think i was that nervous, dunno how many times la i pee in a day that day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;After that, continue cruising around. I love to raun2 in a car, or even just have a short walk in the park, by the sea side, anything that includes just moving in slow pace. ;) kinda like, at the moment, is the only way u wud feel the time passes by slowly. Not too fast, just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat dah semua, i pun ngantok. so we all pun tido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday 8th Nov 2008,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of his mum making breakfast and the racquet their all making downstairs woke us up. Before me n zwan actually get up from bed, we both lepak2 upstairs, tgk2 albums. ;) Then after went downstairs to have our breakfast. His mum made Lontong for breakfast. Serious, first time la makan lontong!!! &lt;em&gt;Come to think of it, most of the dishes his mum cooked, semua the dish ive never seen before what more taste. First2, tahan lidah la. I knew it was coming anyway, ive prepare my stomach for it. Hahah!&lt;/em&gt; Then again, most of the food his mum cooked, boley makan la. Like, up to my taste. :D So far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still morning towards noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mum gave us a list of things to buy for her to cook for lunch. Fyi, ni tak mandi lg ni. Hahah! So we go la groceries shopping. Stop at this one store, ada la semua benda. Then udang plak xda... Habis semua kedai we both stop by cari udang. Sampai zwan ckp, if xda udang gak.. beli udang hidup la. I'm like...&lt;em&gt; "You're kidding kan baby?"&lt;/em&gt; Hahaa! Of course he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;noon towards afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, sambal goreng on the menu. his mum, &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ni la recipe diturun dr nenek zwan, and if nak dgn zwan ni, kene la blaja how&lt;br /&gt;nak masak masakan ni"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Pergh... now thats the moment im like, alamak, i have to learn this. hahah! The dish looks kinda, eh, if its wasnt for my baby zwan, mmg i tak sentuh ni. But then looks may be deceiving. Rupa maybe like .... but the taste, sedap la! hahahah! :D Then after that, baru la mandi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mandi pun, ada lg his mum masak! Late lunch i guess. Serious, a non-stop buffet! Asyik kene padat with food je. Kalah at my own house, and b4 i dah fikir my mum cukup padat zwan with mcm2 foods. Ada lg that could top my mum out. Huhuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afternoon towards evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan2 tgk burung with his sister, Ce-line. A good thing la that his sister wanna bond in with us, also Ce-line la that im most afraid to. Cause i kinda see me in her. If she is a lot like me, habis la i. Y? Cause im not that err, ngam2 with my sister in law. Then turns out, Ce-line seems to be ok. Fuh, now i know how Salina feels around us. As in me and wawan. No more giving her hard times la. Sorry sis. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing with Ce-line was the moment where she dah boley kelentong kan i. Woa... i pun, aduh2... hahahah!!! That's sweet of her, and good news for me. Means she can accepts me la kan? hehe.. Happy nya! His other two sisters, Zwani and Onya also seems to be cool with me. We can talk, a few chit chat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, what happened at this moment. tak ingat la plak. I think we all lepak2 together i guess. Can't seem to remember exactly the details. mostly, lepak2 la... sharing stories. :) till we're all tired and went for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday 9th Nov 2008,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, we're both woke up by the sound of his mum making breakfast downstairs. After breakfast, x mandi lg... We all pegi Pasar Tani nearby, we all as in me, zwan, his mum and ce-line. Huhuhu.... best part, a lot of bonding moment here. Beli mcm2 la... Petai &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(my mum minta kirim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Btw, masa beli petai tu i took a picture then the penjual petai happy sgt sgt. Hehehe... The penjual next to him said, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Org jual bunga pun x diambik gambar".&lt;/blockquote&gt;hehehe... funny la... I took pictures cause, i've never seen org jual petai like that many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerPHheOMI/AAAAAAAAATE/hmAE1kyHuEE/s1600-h/petai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866565438912706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerPHheOMI/AAAAAAAAATE/hmAE1kyHuEE/s320/petai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, his mum asked me... &lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nak tgk burung tak?"&lt;/em&gt; im like, &lt;em&gt;"eh burung? if we have time, boley&lt;br /&gt;je."&lt;/em&gt; Then his mum like, &lt;em&gt;"we have nothing but time."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerOCnDpYI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZVC9Zhtsgy0/s1600-h/IMAG0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866546940290434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerOCnDpYI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZVC9Zhtsgy0/s320/IMAG0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, best moment ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning towards noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, we all helped out making lunch. My kind of food on the menu, steamed fish and ikan asam pedas. Serious pedas la! But sedap!! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all packed up, getting ready to leave out to KL plak. Woa.. like why i suddenly rasa berat hati to leave. Its like im already attached to them. Waa..... This conversation pops out, &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;his mum: adek, ada apa2 lupa x?&lt;br /&gt;me: tak kot, if ada pun... nanti boley dtg lg kan?&lt;br /&gt;his mum: a`a. :) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she smiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;Waa... best nya!! Another green light. In the previous post, zwan got his green light from my family. And now, i got my green light from his. =) Bahagia nya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afternoon towards evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerNvDRS_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/CTh4xSbvv1U/s1600-h/IMAG0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866541689916402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerNvDRS_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/CTh4xSbvv1U/s320/IMAG0223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to KL, we passed by Melaka. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where i tgk this really big beca!!! it's like, 3 times bigger than the normal one. Notice the small human on it in the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Masuk Negeri Sembilan... Into Selangor and there it is, the sign board, Wilayah Persekutuan Kuala Lumpur. Finally, home in Ampang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Click image for a bigger view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-3671076958685437878?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3671076958685437878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=3671076958685437878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3671076958685437878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3671076958685437878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/meeting-family.html' title='Meeting the family'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRerPj4SwII/AAAAAAAAATU/JcR2QFh2iCM/s72-c/muar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-291362431662708131</id><published>2008-11-07T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:10:25.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;20 Questions... Well, Almost. &lt;a href="http://shirakoala.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shira &lt;/a&gt;tagged me.... again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he loves me, he wont betray me in the first place. if he does, means he doesnt love me that much. so y wud i care for him anymore? just let him go la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be in a big happy family (including or closes friends) where everyone get along well, on weekends gather everyone together.. all our kids playing in the play room. grown ups trying to fire up the bbq. haha.. i've been dreaming for that moment for quite some time d.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are the opposite gender, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i were a guy now... i wud hurm.. never thought of being a guy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wud it be enough to build a bridge or underground tunnel form east msia to west msia?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you fall in love with your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO, it wud ruin the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loving someone, its the feeling hard for me to have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im already with someone i really love. Mohamad Syazwan Ismail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been there, done that. Till that he's married now. Hahaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have u ever been labeled as a snatcher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope. Im not some cheap bitch nak rampas gerek org la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears from a guy and puppy dog eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets just wait and see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you really want at the moment of responding to this tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be with all my family members (that includes my baby zwan too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet, blur, pretty and smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can i be married and rich? If i have to choose, i'd pick single and rich.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's the first thing you do when you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss my baby zwan on the lips and wish him morning baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship? not really. Marriage, yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The one who loves me back. Tho, it never happened before la. :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not much of easy to forgive and forget. Its gonna take time for me to get over it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your feeling rite now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excited.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-291362431662708131?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/291362431662708131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=291362431662708131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/291362431662708131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/291362431662708131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-2749339482460327564</id><published>2008-11-06T16:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:36:48.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://shirakoala.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; made me do this.. Don't ignore the tag. hahaha! So here goes...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. The tagged victims have to come up with eight different points of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged the second time, there’s no need to do this AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, most importantly, HAVE. FUN. DOING. IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The perfect lover huh? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A male la for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't actually believe in a perfect lover to exist. But i do have my standards in finding that someone who i want to spend the rest of my life with. All i need is just this 5 criterias, the last 3 is just minor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiang agama mmg mesti kukuh la. Yg tak smayg tu, mmg i tak consider terus la. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dah la i ni tak betul sgt, who's gonna guide me?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't smoke of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves to eat, has a big stomach to fill all the food in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but still maintain hott figure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good looking, not that handsome... just good looking is enuf for me. not forgetting the height, a bit taller than i am. Smart style in dressing, clean up pretty good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polite, nice manners, understanding, knows how to ambik hati org tua and can mix around with people. Where people respect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has the same interest as mine in all area. Including shopping. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has that leader attitude and a responsible person. i dont need someone i had to take care of all the time, i want him to take care of me too. i wanna be pampered too la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Org yg berpelajaran, berduit... always looking fwd and looking at the bright side. ;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;FYI, &lt;strong&gt;Mohamad Syazwan Ismail&lt;/strong&gt; is my perfect lover. Truthfully speaking, i have been waiting for a guy like him my whole life. I pray and really hope we could last as long we both could carry on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im tagging no one. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-2749339482460327564?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2749339482460327564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=2749339482460327564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2749339482460327564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2749339482460327564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/perfect-lover.html' title='The Perfect Lover'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-5846425100915008241</id><published>2008-11-05T10:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:28:12.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>His first Fancy Socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRED-BixctI/AAAAAAAAAQU/0-UeBda1NRM/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264993803473875666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRED-BixctI/AAAAAAAAAQU/0-UeBda1NRM/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I bought this for him, cause he said he never own this kinda of fancy socks... ;) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you sayang... Cute la ur toes.. hehehe... ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-5846425100915008241?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5846425100915008241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=5846425100915008241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5846425100915008241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5846425100915008241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/his-first-fancy-socks.html' title='His first Fancy Socks'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SRED-BixctI/AAAAAAAAAQU/0-UeBda1NRM/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-1206310723537885761</id><published>2008-11-03T09:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:54:43.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Weekends Unplanned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osmnoB_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/0i_bF2GKLco/s1600-h/IMAG0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260129932969970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osmnoB_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/0i_bF2GKLco/s200/IMAG0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osRE7v5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/1PMtcIrg3NE/s1600-h/IMAG0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260124150316946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osRE7v5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/1PMtcIrg3NE/s200/IMAG0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osGohnWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8Idl-czvvUA/s1600-h/IMAG0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260121346809186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osGohnWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8Idl-czvvUA/s200/IMAG0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osAH0abI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GggVzDQlVdI/s1600-h/IMAG0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260119599016370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osAH0abI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GggVzDQlVdI/s200/IMAG0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5orpSi9qI/AAAAAAAAANs/aCHS5dMO4Qw/s1600-h/IMAG0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260113469994658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5orpSi9qI/AAAAAAAAANs/aCHS5dMO4Qw/s200/IMAG0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5pBujaHbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ElFtFFg_5I8/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260492840017330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5pBujaHbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ElFtFFg_5I8/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5pBe9QgMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UbefD6NvqjE/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260488653471938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5pBe9QgMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UbefD6NvqjE/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5pBGR-frI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yiWD2Op0A_Y/s1600-h/IMAG0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260482029485746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5pBGR-frI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yiWD2Op0A_Y/s200/IMAG0173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey you couples out there... Bored with KL? Out of ideas on what to do on a weekend? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try out what we did last weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KL-UTP-IPOH-LUMUT-UTP-IPOH-CAMERON&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLAND-KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday afternoon:&lt;/strong&gt; Drive to UTP, Perak. Makan maggi goreng telur mata Ameeth! Yum yum! Then we had a drive crusing around UTP.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday night:&lt;/strong&gt; Went to Ipoh, Perak just to go out on a date. Double date to be exact. :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent a night at Lumut just to look at the harbour. Though x nampak apa2 pun..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday morning:&lt;/strong&gt; Brunch in Hollywood, Canning with a couple of members. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday afternoon:&lt;/strong&gt; Lepak2 at Cameran Highlands on our way back through Simpang Pulai. exit at Tapah. Did the must buy food when ur at cameron. (strawberry, asparagus, pearl corn, bla bla bla..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday night - Sunday afternoon:&lt;/strong&gt; We had out longest sleep ever! Penat kot... ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday evening:&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner at San Francisco SteakHouse celebrating my little brother's birthday, Happy Birthday Wawan!! One hell of an expensive dinner. The foods wasnt that great either. Read more in &lt;a href="http://hateaboutthat.blogspot.com/2008/11/fake-oreo.html"&gt;HateAboutThat&lt;/a&gt;. :P After, we had a quick shopping. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday night: &lt;/strong&gt;Crusing around on the MRR2 from Ampang to UIAM, Gombak. U-Turn, back Home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wondering the total expenses? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nah... Its not that expensive. Plus the fuel prices has just been reduced more kan? Makin byk la raun2 me n zwan. hehehe.. ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Refills for a 1.6: RM110&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tol KL - Gopeng + Tapah - KL: RM42±&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leisure: RM86±&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food + Drinks = RM Less than RM50 (mostly org belanja; thanks guys!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All in ALL: &lt;strong&gt;RM288±&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worth every penny. We both did the stuff that we both love and enjoy... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sure was FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-1206310723537885761?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/1206310723537885761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=1206310723537885761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/1206310723537885761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/1206310723537885761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekends-unplanned.html' title='Weekends Unplanned'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQ5osmnoB_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/0i_bF2GKLco/s72-c/IMAG0153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-8149625569550196766</id><published>2008-10-29T14:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:29:49.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Ring ring</title><content type='html'>Since yesterday, zwan had sore throat. So kesian... After makan kambing punya pasal la. Allergic from it i guess. Then now he's like nak demam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nyte, i was really down n sad, no mood at all.. so my mum was asking about zwan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cause she's know that it wud at least make me feel a bit better)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her, &lt;em&gt;"zwan sakit la mama.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum, &lt;em&gt;"eh kesiannya.. suruh zwan dtg rumah sini. mama masak soup n jaga zwan".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied, &lt;em&gt;"its ok la"... and i just smiled silently. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the next day, as in today la... Somewhen at 9am&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (as told by zwan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum called zwan yg tgh otw to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"zwan demam ey? dtg umah untie la. nnti untie jage n kasi ubat,"&lt;/em&gt; my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then zwan said, &lt;em&gt;"haah, la untie demam ckit da.. tonite zwan dtg la".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum, &lt;em&gt;"ok, baek2 tau".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, im kinda speechless... whos bf is zwan anyway?? me or my mum ni? aduh2....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-8149625569550196766?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8149625569550196766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=8149625569550196766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8149625569550196766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8149625569550196766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/ring-ring.html' title='Ring ring'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-2524202447260774316</id><published>2008-10-28T16:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:45:46.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Nok ney? (Which one?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im planning to do a car stiker to match up with my baby's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.satrianeoclub.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got Neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sticker.. Which one do u think suits better? Hurm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ya, and btw... if ada comment apa2, feel free to critique. I'll improve more with that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbMrPOmcbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RonmQmMpTMo/s1600-h/his+gurl.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262118257823216050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbMrPOmcbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RonmQmMpTMo/s320/his+gurl.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second Attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbMrkBUq6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/D4nDDQj4IXI/s1600-h/gurl.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262118263404669858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbMrkBUq6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/D4nDDQj4IXI/s320/gurl.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third Attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbMrSgWQtI/AAAAAAAAAME/fr5nBYvVhEQ/s1600-h/gerek.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262118258702959314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbMrSgWQtI/AAAAAAAAAME/fr5nBYvVhEQ/s320/gerek.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fourth Attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbaS03PJzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZihymvjWFa8/s1600-h/gurl_calibri.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262133231591827250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbaS03PJzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZihymvjWFa8/s320/gurl_calibri.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fifth Attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbdWI1V39I/AAAAAAAAAMs/fL0SV8KnL0M/s1600-h/gurl_flipped.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262136587027079122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbdWI1V39I/AAAAAAAAAMs/fL0SV8KnL0M/s320/gurl_flipped.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improved: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sixth Attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (29/10/2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQcvarJ8IuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Kxa2iYoe6k0/s1600-h/gurl_bold.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262226824913232610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQcvarJ8IuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Kxa2iYoe6k0/s320/gurl_bold.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s: The 6th one.. Still packed x? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;zwaneo's gurl better or in sarawak, gerek zwaneo?? &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/2039817507865466875-2524202447260774316?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2524202447260774316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=2524202447260774316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2524202447260774316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2524202447260774316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/nok-ney-which-one.html' title='Nok ney? (Which one?)'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQbMrPOmcbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RonmQmMpTMo/s72-c/his+gurl.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-5682994956950818176</id><published>2008-10-28T09:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:33:26.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I love the way you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say "tunggu jap k baby, be rite back" everytime u want to go somewhere. Like, i'll be waiting in the car, while u go fill up the tank, or pegi reload t&amp;amp;g or beli brg jap. anything. And i'll be waiting for u till u get back. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel berat hati that dah nak hantar i gi kerja, sbb u wont be with me. tho i cant wait to see you again sayang. im always looking fwd for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always bawa turun handphone i pagi2, tanpa i suruh. I assume that u taknak i penat naik atas balik la kan? hihi.. sweet... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Notice there's even a small scratch on my finger, u risau and said that u tak nak ada koyak ckit pun kat kulit i sbb u sayang i sgt sgt.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wishes me good nyte and morning then sealed it with a kiss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's about it for this morning... ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-5682994956950818176?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5682994956950818176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=5682994956950818176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5682994956950818176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5682994956950818176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-way-you.html' title='I love the way you...'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-3536002823290695328</id><published>2008-10-24T12:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:34:28.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Happy one month anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy One Month Anniversary Baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFPAsKhFQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TnCHX80gxaU/s1600-h/IMAG0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260572713019315458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFPAsKhFQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TnCHX80gxaU/s320/IMAG0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFPAfAOptI/AAAAAAAAALs/z2sexx5l10A/s1600-h/IMAG0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260572709486503634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFPAfAOptI/AAAAAAAAALs/z2sexx5l10A/s320/IMAG0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFPADmGzgI/AAAAAAAAALk/xh0bGA1J5Q0/s1600-h/IMAG0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260572702129180162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFPADmGzgI/AAAAAAAAALk/xh0bGA1J5Q0/s320/IMAG0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFO_iP3kTI/AAAAAAAAALc/W4iP2YFCya0/s1600-h/IMAG0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260572693177536818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQFO_iP3kTI/AAAAAAAAALc/W4iP2YFCya0/s320/IMAG0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I D.I.Y. the card myself... =) its worth it for my baby zwan. sbb he always appreciates all the little stuff i did for him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waaa... Baby, u BF i. Best nya jd GF u. I love you sayang!! Muahs!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What i used: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tracing paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White grain paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pink light paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White envelope&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thick white double sided tape&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel free to ask me if you wanna be all sweet with ur bf plak.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-3536002823290695328?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3536002823290695328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=3536002823290695328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-7269018458235650594</id><published>2008-10-24T11:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:05:13.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>A real boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My ZWAN is this kind of BOYFRIEND!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got this from my friend's bulletin posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she walks away from you mad- Follow her&lt;br /&gt;When she stares at your lips-Kiss her&lt;br /&gt;When she pushes you or hits you- Grab her and don’t let go&lt;br /&gt;When she starts cursing at you-Kiss her and tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;When she's quiet-Ask her what’s wrong&lt;br /&gt;When she ignores you-Give her your attention&lt;br /&gt;When she pulls away- Pull her back&lt;br /&gt;When you see her at her worst- Tell her she's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;When you see her start crying-Just hold her and don’t say a word&lt;br /&gt;When you see her walking- Sneak up and hug her waist from behind&lt;br /&gt;When she's scared- Protect her&lt;br /&gt;When she lays her head on your shoulder-Tilt her head up and kiss her&lt;br /&gt;When she steal's your favorite hat- Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night&lt;br /&gt;When she teases you- Tease her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;When she doesn’t answer for a long time- reassure her that everything is okay&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you with doubt- Back yourself up with the TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;When she says that she likes you- she really does more than you could understand&lt;br /&gt;When she grabs at your hands- Hold hers and play with her fingers&lt;br /&gt;When she bumps into you- bump into her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;When she tells you a secret- keep it safe and untold&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes- don’t look away until she does&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SHE MISSES YOU- SHES HURTING INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;When you break her heart- the pain NEVER really goes away&lt;br /&gt;When she says its over-she STILL wants you to be hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im posting this here, for my baby to read it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;- DON'T let her have the last word&lt;br /&gt;-always call her when you know somethings wrong&lt;br /&gt;-Pretty and beautiful is soo much better than calling her hot.&lt;br /&gt;- Say you love her more than she could ever love you&lt;br /&gt;- Argue that she is the best girl ever&lt;br /&gt;- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go&lt;br /&gt;- When she says she's ok don’t believe it, talk with her&lt;br /&gt;- because 10 yrs later she'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up&lt;br /&gt;- Treat her like she's all that matters to you&lt;br /&gt;- Tease her and let her tease you back&lt;br /&gt;-Stay up all night with her when she's sick&lt;br /&gt;- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid&lt;br /&gt;- Give her the world&lt;br /&gt;- Let her wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;- Let her know she's important&lt;br /&gt;- Kiss her in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;"Who's ass am I kicking today baby?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-7269018458235650594?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7269018458235650594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=7269018458235650594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7269018458235650594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7269018458235650594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/real-boyfriend.html' title='A real boyfriend'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-5570651202697279571</id><published>2008-10-23T17:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:50:52.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>Unsangkarable</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Un+sangkar+able = Unsangkarable as in "unexpected" la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday, esok Sarawak cuti.. waa.. jeles!!! Bosan betul had to work tomorrow. They get to have 4 days of weekends. Jeles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to that, im bored! No mood to do anything... Then i said to zwan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i bosan la...&lt;br /&gt;sbb semua org membosankan&lt;br /&gt;semua benda membosankan&lt;br /&gt;semua kerja&lt;br /&gt;membosankan&lt;br /&gt;semua hal membosankan&lt;br /&gt;semua berita membosankan&lt;br /&gt;semua cerita&lt;br /&gt;membosankan&lt;br /&gt;semua perkara membosankan&lt;br /&gt;semua segalanya membosankan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If i were at zwan's place, sure i wud say... &lt;em&gt;"dah bosan2 la.. annoying betul"&lt;/em&gt; hhahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah type byk2 like dat, suddenly terfikir, annoying nya aku nih.. Takut plak, zwan suddenly senyap and wud ignore me. Instead, die layan je i yg tgh bosan and xda mood ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i dah sampai tahap bosan sgt sgt la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zwan said, "baby, i nk bg something".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati i... For sure nak bg tau dat he loves me.. ya ya ya... A few mins later.... New Message in Inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; Email from him... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Subject: I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; together with an attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the attachment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQBEww2T69I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/orYXzVSfmHg/s1600-h/icons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260279969305848786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 18px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQBEww2T69I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/orYXzVSfmHg/s320/icons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im like... waa!!!! Sgt sgt unsangkarable!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Notice the time stamp... 1437&lt;/span&gt;, meaning I LOVE YOU FOREVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he's gonna say "i love you", though i didnt expect that it's gonna be in that medium. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waaa.... Sweet nya!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love you sayang!!! sgt sgt sgt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now dah ada mood balik... continue senyum sengih2.. haha... thanks baby! muahs!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, he was doing his work when he noticed the time was 14:37 he quickly press the Print Screen button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-5570651202697279571?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/5570651202697279571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=5570651202697279571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5570651202697279571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/5570651202697279571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/unsangkarable-unsangkarable.html' title='Unsangkarable'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SQBEww2T69I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/orYXzVSfmHg/s72-c/icons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-3739355477169996482</id><published>2008-10-23T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:15:14.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento'/><title type='text'>Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP_7Lg4jVXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SCcPVGbFZHE/s1600-h/azbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260199065016292722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP_7Lg4jVXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SCcPVGbFZHE/s320/azbw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saja bosan... hihi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-3739355477169996482?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/3739355477169996482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=3739355477169996482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3739355477169996482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/3739355477169996482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/classic.html' title='Classic'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP_7Lg4jVXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SCcPVGbFZHE/s72-c/azbw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-7441616451191419217</id><published>2008-10-23T11:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:14:55.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our song'/><title type='text'>Can't take my eyes of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP_0lEaW-KI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bERAhi7t_h0/s1600-h/loveyoub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260191807468664994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP_0lEaW-KI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bERAhi7t_h0/s200/loveyoub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While was doing my work, i suddenly heard this song playing in the office... As i listen to it closely, i realize that the lyrics is as like all the words i ever said to my baby zwan before and still do. Here, i give u...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't Take My Eyes Off You Lyrics by Frankie Valli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;You'd be like Heaven to touch.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you so much.&lt;br /&gt;At long last love has arrived&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the way that I stare.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to compare.&lt;br /&gt;The sight of you leaves me weak.&lt;br /&gt;There are no words left to speak,&lt;br /&gt;But if you feel like I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know that it's real.&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;And if it's quite alright,&lt;br /&gt;I need you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;To warm a lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me when I say:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't bring me down, I pray.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay&lt;br /&gt;And let me love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Let me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;You'd be like Heaven to touch.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you so much.&lt;br /&gt;At long last love has arrived&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;And if it's quite alright,&lt;br /&gt;I need you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;To warm a lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me when I say:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't bring me down, I pray.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-7441616451191419217?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/7441616451191419217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=7441616451191419217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7441616451191419217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/7441616451191419217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-take-my-eyes-of-you.html' title='Can&apos;t take my eyes of you'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP_0lEaW-KI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bERAhi7t_h0/s72-c/loveyoub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-6526291003335785195</id><published>2008-10-22T11:59:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:41:49.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>HOTT theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zwan + Adek = &lt;strong&gt;a couple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ands&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hott&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Zwan Handsome&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Adek Pretty&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hott Couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;No harm in puji diri sendiri kan? hehehe... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-6526291003335785195?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6526291003335785195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=6526291003335785195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6526291003335785195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6526291003335785195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/hott.html' title='HOTT theory'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-860993786753335115</id><published>2008-10-22T08:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:37:12.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>On my first try</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My parent is away leaving zwan to take care of me. Also, i can say here, I'm taking care of him too... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nyte, before my parent took off for their trip.. We had dinner together. So kesian we all were like talking in Sarawak, and zwan can only listen. I wonder if he really does understand what we were talking about. Coz, when my mum asked him, he said, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;paham2.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". Then when i talked in swak to him, he's all like blur and asking me back what i meant. hihi.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute la sayang!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i woke up at 7. surprisingly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i manage to wake up before the alarm buat bising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Gave my baby a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;good morning kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and get up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;get myself ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. While zwan was still in bed, i picked up my clothes to wear today then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;woke zwan up gently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; asked him to get himself ready plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he's awake and went for shower, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;make up the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Put on my daily lotion, moisturizer and such... Then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i made breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fyi, tak pernah2 la i nak gi buat my own breakfast, apa lg utk org lain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today, i did! For both me n zwan. Done with that, i even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;washed the dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Funny thing about the making breakfast part. First2 try to fired up that thing where u cook, i tot xda gas ka apa... hahaha.. malas la nak masak breakfast. breakfast on the way kat kedai ok i guess. tho, i x puas hati la. then last try, ok! nyala juga la benda ni. hahahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh, i was kinda surprised myself there. I must have love Zwan so much that i push myself to rajin2kan diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd manage to do all of the above on my first try. Which usually, i susah nak bgn, i never cook my own breakfast, i dont make up my bed and get myself perfectly ready to work. The last part is basically what i only do every morning. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kinda a big step for me here la kan? hihi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zwan starts off the car engine and off we both go to work. Rite before he sents me at the front lobby of tower 2, i kissed him and wished him have a nice day at work, take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waa... i love my baby zwan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-860993786753335115?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/860993786753335115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=860993786753335115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/860993786753335115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/860993786753335115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/because-i-love-him.html' title='On my first try'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-8347313084660381484</id><published>2008-10-21T09:20:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:58:16.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Listen to mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This one night, my mum said to me and asked me to tell this to Zwan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To keep a relationship lasts forever, one must NEVER receive/give...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ini nenek my mum yg bg tau her, and she passes down to me plak.. and im sharing it with all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sapu tangan (handkerchief)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP0zhJojcaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mGutmWA85tQ/s1600-h/Lace%2520Corner%2520Handkerchief.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259416584453321122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP0zhJojcaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mGutmWA85tQ/s320/Lace%2520Corner%2520Handkerchief.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning&lt;/strong&gt;: Mengelap air mata berpisah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP01SOiedQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7A1q77TqsGo/s1600-h/101106_chanel_2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259418527095223554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP01SOiedQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7A1q77TqsGo/s320/101106_chanel_2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning&lt;/strong&gt;: Keharuman persahabatan tak akan kekal&lt;/em&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cincin (ring)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP0yxL_L51I/AAAAAAAAAG4/0MFwK8JbYIk/s1600-h/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259415760451397458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP0yxL_L51I/AAAAAAAAAG4/0MFwK8JbYIk/s320/ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning&lt;/strong&gt;: Persahabatan tak akan kekal (Gonna lost that person forever)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unless its for a committed relationship, like rasminya declare. My mum continue, all those couple who didnt abide by all those rules, for sure mmg x kekal. She's seen a lot of it already. All of them ends with breaking up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My mum, "&lt;em&gt;Mama don't want to see you n zwan breaking up in the end. Make sure adek tell zwan this&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, i realized too... no wonder only during the weddings and engagements all those things must be one of the hantaran. hihihi... ;)&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/2039817507865466875-8347313084660381484?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8347313084660381484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=8347313084660381484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8347313084660381484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8347313084660381484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/listen-to-mum.html' title='Listen to mum'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SP0zhJojcaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mGutmWA85tQ/s72-c/Lace%2520Corner%2520Handkerchief.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-2449021827915075150</id><published>2008-10-18T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:24:44.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Adik aku gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In our room, we all tgh lepak2..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were there: adek, zwan, wawan(my lil bro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zwan and i were on the bed snuggled up together and manja2 with each other. Zwan was like belai2 my face. At this one point, zwan tapped on my nose kan... guess what happens next?? &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY thing la!!!&lt;/strong&gt; My adik yg tgh downloading something on the PC boley jump on our bed, and tapped on zwan's nose plak!!!! im like.... HOI! hhahahahhaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then zwan belai2 on my lips plak, at the same moment, zwan tutup his own mouth. hahahahah!!!! suwel apa adik aku ni.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-2449021827915075150?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2449021827915075150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=2449021827915075150&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2449021827915075150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2449021827915075150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/adik-aku-gay.html' title='Adik aku gay'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-222691188921540142</id><published>2008-10-16T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:32:35.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Something funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It has been a whole week (almost) that Zwan stay over at my place. Tonight, he wanted to go to the gym after work. Means, he’s not coming tonight la. And I felt like x biasa when he’s not around with me here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Missing him now, made me think… and suddenly terkeluar this story from my head. Not that its real la… Just something that plays around in my mind. Ha-ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here goes…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SPdcON0fgUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bMQP4APRQFw/s1600-h/under1roof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257772489276096834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SPdcON0fgUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bMQP4APRQFw/s320/under1roof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have one big family living in Saujana Putra. This guy, living in Puchong I guess (Don). Then this gurl, in Ampang (Adek). This big “happy” family consists of, Dad (Zwan), Mum (Aiz), first child (Fadli), second child (Kajen) youngest (Pian). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much for a happy family till Adek came to Zwan’s life… Adek took away all their happiness from them. Now that Zwan is hanging out with Adek a lot and spending time with her at her place. Most nights, Zwan tak balik rumah pun. &lt;strong&gt;What kind of husband and a father is he?&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zwan the dad because of his strict personality la... ;)&lt;br /&gt;Aiz, the mother (aiz is the mother because he likes to bising2 n kecoh2 like perempuan) hihi… no offence aite Aiz. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adek scandal zwan sbb in real life adek gf zwan la.. :P&lt;br /&gt;Don plak the one who tumpangkan Aiz and Kajen to work if Zwan is not around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fadli first child because of his u must be scared of me cause i'm tough. hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;Kajen, second child the "ok-ok" type of person..&lt;br /&gt;Pian, youngest..... muka biak kecik la anak ya.. ;) plus nya sekda gerek gik, kira biak kecik la ya.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: all names mentioned here saja2, jgn marah ek.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway… Continue, even Aiz, Zwan’s wife… the husband x hantar pegi kerja dah… Zwan hantar Adek plak gi kerja dah. Leaving Aiz and the kids dunno how ler?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aiz being responsible mother, called Don (the savior) hehehe… pick them up and send them to work. Huhuhu…. Zwan balik kerja pun, stay at home only for a while… He didn’t even stay for dinner la… Terus pegi rumah Adek. Ish ish ish.. hahahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now zwan had to be with his family plak, leaving adek alone at home. :( owww.. &lt;em&gt;hahahah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;End of imagination…. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-222691188921540142?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/222691188921540142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=222691188921540142&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/222691188921540142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/222691188921540142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-funny.html' title='Something funny'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SPdcON0fgUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bMQP4APRQFw/s72-c/under1roof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-2982783945765998085</id><published>2008-10-15T11:24:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:25:39.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Gegurl crashed inside story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did it happened..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241319329405634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o--nYKEZuPI/SPV5IDkimsI/AAAAAAAAABI/hnYOA_Hya7o/s320/Pic399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241573420041138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o--nYKEZuPI/SPV5W2IeA7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/cpij3lCbb6s/s320/Pic397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241937142942194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o--nYKEZuPI/SPV5sBGxCfI/AAAAAAAAABY/LjII29qr6Gg/s320/Pic400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o--nYKEZuPI/SPV6AwboO1I/AAAAAAAAABg/mvQyNLpeTb8/s1600-h/Pic401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257242293444295506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o--nYKEZuPI/SPV6AwboO1I/AAAAAAAAABg/mvQyNLpeTb8/s320/Pic401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/10 11.45am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kuar dr my office to pick up Adek..Kajen was wit me coz he wanted go to UTP...then kitorg msuk Putrajaya Link..I drive la mcm biase and feels like nothing gonna happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/10 12.15pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on the Putrajaya Link KM7..that time I was in the 3rd lane..then bile da nmpk corner kt dpn tu..I trus reduced speed n changed to 2nd lane..suddenly ade one car at the 2nd lane yg sgt sgt slow..so I changed to the 1st lane coz dont want to hit that car..suddenly tyre depan Gegurl pecah and I lose control..Gegurl trus spinned in front of the car and I can even see the driver..Gegurl slide on the road wit facing out other cars..the only thing that I can do was jut try to control Gegurl as much as possible and pray that God would help me out..Then Gegurl hit the divider and turn back itself to the front..thank God..none of us got hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SPWIRYe4ZQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xn5MiWGPEgg/s1600-h/bang.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257257972236051714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SPWIRYe4ZQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xn5MiWGPEgg/s320/bang.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/10 12.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kuar dr Gegurl..that time Gegurl 45 degree of the road..I kuar dlu n tahan Gegurl sbb takut that Gegurl akan terbalik..then Kajen plak kuar..first thing yg I wat is took out my phone and call Adek..I said "sayang,I accident" and line trus putus..after that I cam blurr2 jugak la..xtau nk wat ape n nk call sape..kepale lutut confirm goyang..hehe..then I called my fren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/10 12.45pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mule2 ade la some cars berhenti to offer some help..bile diorg tgk me n Kajen ok..diorg pn blah..then Peronda Lebuhraya pn smpai and at the same time &lt;em&gt;'ulat2 jalanan'&lt;/em&gt; smpai jugak..mcm2 la kata2 manis kuar dr mulut mereka..hehe...then my fren pn smpai jugak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/10 1.00pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tow truck smpai..then turunkn Gegurl dr divider n trus tow ke balai..I g wat police report kt Balai Polis Jalan Bandar..first time wat report psl accident..penat la jugak turun naik balai..then when everything settled..kitorg grak g workshop yg akan fix blk Gegurl..agak sedey la tgk Gegurl kne tow.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/10 1.25pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitorg smpai at the workshop..that workshop located at Jalan Chan Sow Lin..I xpenah smpai pn tmpt tu..then Gegurl msuk wad..cian Gegurl..lps everything settled there plak...I pn blk la ke office smule..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/10 6.00pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek came to my place..then I turun to meet her..bile I msuk dlm Fishy2..I terus received a hug from her...and I really really needed it..then we lpk2 kt tasek cyberjaya and after that we went to murni to have our dinner dgn zah and acan..that night, I stayed at Adek's place and she took care of me for the whole weekend..thanx sgt sgt sayang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-2982783945765998085?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2982783945765998085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=2982783945765998085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2982783945765998085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2982783945765998085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/gegurl-crashed-inside-story.html' title='Gegurl crashed inside story'/><author><name>Zwan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16750060121515554202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o--nYKEZuPI/SdhtGgiS4YI/AAAAAAAAACk/IwSOcH17MIs/S220/zwan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o--nYKEZuPI/SPV5IDkimsI/AAAAAAAAABI/hnYOA_Hya7o/s72-c/Pic399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-6476496781891833553</id><published>2008-10-15T08:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:28:41.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>Green light</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yesterday - Today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad ada workshop kat Sunway, staying a night, wanted to use taxi from home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mum still recovering from her operation, can't really drive the Hurricane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My zwan is using Fishy2 sbb Gegurl still kat workshop kreta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't drive the Hurricane coz susah la nak parking kat basement.. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother xda lesen kreta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How am i gonna go to work?? How did i came to work plak now? hihi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Original plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zwan was suppose to come to my place to calm me down (I was sad a bit la yesterday)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then suddenly it hit me, y not zwan send my dad to Sunway that next day on his way to work?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zwan stay over at my place la &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Change of plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;After maghrib, zwan came over my place&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We all (including my family) had dinner together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then we talk about tomorrow's agenda;&lt;br /&gt;(a) my dad didn't wanna stay a night at Sunway, he's gonna drive to Sunway instead&lt;br /&gt;(b) zwan's gonna have to send me to work plak.. hihihi.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;(c) then he'll be on his way to cyber&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Eh jap, who's gonna pick adek up from work?", my mum suddenly realized bila nak keluar this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Follow up, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; in the plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mum tanya zwan, "ktk ka nak ambik adek dr office kelak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;translated: are you gonna pick up adek from the office later?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She continued, "sekpa la, kelak auntie ambik adik.. then ktk dtg after maghrib for dinner ok? sik la rush gilak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;translated: its ok la, later i'll pick up adek, you'll come after maghrib for dinner kay? then u wont be such in a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm like.... eh, zwan dtg lg ka mlm ni?? hahahaha.... terpaksa la kan? dah my mum put it that way.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Add up plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My parents ada seminar in Genting next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mum: &lt;em&gt;Next week, zwan stay over kat rumah ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Zwan: &lt;em&gt;Y auntie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mum: &lt;em&gt;Auntie ngan uncle ada seminar kat genting next week, xda org hantar adek kerja &amp;amp; wawan (my brother) sekolah. Zwan tolong hantarkan nanti lah kay?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Zwan: &lt;em&gt;boley2..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wawan: &lt;em&gt;mampu ka adek &amp;amp; zwan bgn awal pagi? hahaha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mum: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ya la, zwan kan biasa jd big brother.. boley la jaga adek &amp;amp; wawan kan?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Zwan: &lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahahaha... see where this is going now?? hehehe.. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-6476496781891833553?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6476496781891833553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=6476496781891833553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6476496781891833553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6476496781891833553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/green-light.html' title='Green light'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-8915474211581486795</id><published>2008-10-13T08:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T08:56:56.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first meet'/><title type='text'>Next meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;by Zwan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our next meet&lt;br /&gt;adek ajak za g padini warehouse sale&lt;br /&gt;n za ajak i skali&lt;br /&gt;i trus ajak pek g skali&lt;br /&gt;sbb i xtau jalan&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;i isi minyak penuh2&lt;br /&gt;sbb i xkisah klu sesat pn&lt;br /&gt;i mesti cari padini jugak&lt;br /&gt;then finally jumpa jugak&lt;br /&gt;lps tu i park gegurl&lt;br /&gt;then i lintas jln&lt;br /&gt;mase lintas jln tu&lt;br /&gt;tibe2 i rase nk tgk tmpt yg adek tgh tggu that tym&lt;br /&gt;then i saw her&lt;br /&gt;waaaaa&lt;br /&gt;happy nyer i&lt;br /&gt;seriously i suke sgt sgt tgk adek that time&lt;br /&gt;then we Q utk msuk padini&lt;br /&gt;that time adek tgh pegang payung&lt;br /&gt;then i bru nk mintak utk hold it for her,&lt;br /&gt;adek ckp kt fadli&lt;br /&gt;suh die pegangkn&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tp i yg dpt hold it for her instead&lt;br /&gt;then kite msuk dlm&lt;br /&gt;utk tgk2 baju&lt;br /&gt;then kite kuar blk&lt;br /&gt;lps tu kite g pkns plak&lt;br /&gt;kite jln2&lt;br /&gt;n smpai kt tmpt kite lpk2 tu&lt;br /&gt;i ckp i sejuk la&lt;br /&gt;then i received the first hug from her&lt;br /&gt;the real hug (b4 ni, virtual chat hug je)&lt;br /&gt;i rase mcm waaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;then za ckp&lt;br /&gt;"alaa zwan...suke la tu adek peluk"&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;mmg i suke&lt;br /&gt;seriously i suke sgt sgt&lt;br /&gt;then kite jln2&lt;br /&gt;lps tu time adek kate nk blk&lt;br /&gt;i sedey sgt sgt&lt;br /&gt;i rase cam nape la cpt sgt nk blk ni&lt;br /&gt;seriously i sedey that time...&lt;br /&gt;otw balik, guna jalan lain2.&lt;br /&gt;adek belok kiri and i straight&lt;br /&gt;i tanya fadli, kalau jalan belok kiri tu&lt;br /&gt;boley balik rumah x?&lt;br /&gt;fadli ckp, boley kot.&lt;br /&gt;so i U-turn at the front&lt;br /&gt;and nak kejar balik kreta adek&lt;br /&gt;but tak jumpa2 daa..&lt;br /&gt;though the next day, jumpa lagi&lt;br /&gt;first tym we both spend tym togther&lt;br /&gt;just the 2 of us&lt;br /&gt;we both hang out kat tasek cyber...&lt;br /&gt;the place we both first meet.&lt;br /&gt;then dinner sama... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-8915474211581486795?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/8915474211581486795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=8915474211581486795&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8915474211581486795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/8915474211581486795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/second-meet.html' title='Next meet'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-6943757655803681507</id><published>2008-10-10T14:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:57:30.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Gegurl crashed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Gegurl is Zwan's car btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happened just a few hours before this blog was posted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 12.30... Zwan is on his way to fetch me from work. I was so excited la, kemas2 my meja d, finish all my work. Then my phone rang, my baby called. I tot he's already at the Putrajaya Link exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart suddenly just paused, when he said... "Sayang, i accident". Then the line just break off. I'm like, waaa... Did i heard it correct or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try calling him back, the line was busy. So i used my office phone and just call him straight. He was so sorry that he couldn't fetch me cause he was in an accident. I am ok with it. It's just I didn't know how to react. I freak out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is, the weirdest thing... I think i knew it was gonna happen somehow. At the end of our chat log before, i always would say, drive safely. Just now, I didn't feel like typing that phrase, "drive safely sayang". The next thing you know, waaaa! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Zah to call Kajen and ask how's everything (Kajen's with him in the car). I didn't want to call Zwan cause I'm sure that he's busy at that moment. I knew when i was in an accident, i was annoyed people kept calling asking what happen. I'm like, "wait la, i need stuff to handle here first".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I asked Zah for Kajen's number and ask Kajen to keep me updated with everything. My family knew about it too when i suddenly asked my dad to pick me up instead. My mum was shocked too. Before we both had a fight, when this happened, there were more things to worry about than our silly fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys have no idea how worried I am. Gosh I'm freaking out. When zwan called, he said gegurl was on the divider!! Sapa x freak out?! Like Kajen said, no one got hurt. Thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-6943757655803681507?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6943757655803681507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=6943757655803681507&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6943757655803681507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6943757655803681507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/gegurl-crashed.html' title='Gegurl crashed'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-2960872717338997863</id><published>2008-10-09T17:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:39:47.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our song'/><title type='text'>Song dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Received from Sarhanah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She said, "&lt;em&gt;nth, bile dgr lgu ni je, teringt kt u.. tu yg ase nk bg u lgu nih&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear for the lovely song. We both really like it. Love it! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cinta Antara Kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Duta Feat. Baizura Kahar &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.2shared.com/file/4308059/982c0d94/Duta_Feat_Baizura_Kahar_-_Cinta_Antara_Kita.html"&gt;Download song here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Fonts in green shows why we said this song is our song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Duta:]&lt;br /&gt;Sejak dari dulu&lt;br /&gt;Ku menyintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Kau tahu begitu namun kau berpura &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[1] When he first said he sayang i to me, i just diam je and even tanya the distance of Putrajaya Link!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku masih teringat kau peluk diriku &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;[2] He was cold and i gave him the first hug when we jalan2 kat this mall at Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yg telah membuat ku menyintai mu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[3] It made him sayang me even more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah berapa lama&lt;br /&gt;Diriku ini&lt;br /&gt;Tak bertemu mu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[4] 9 days of Raya break, dah la seberang laut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ku harap jua&lt;br /&gt;Kau merindu ku&lt;br /&gt;Sebagaimanaku rinduimu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[5] Zwan always hope for this to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Duta:]&lt;br /&gt;Cinta antara kita&lt;br /&gt;Tiada penghalangnya &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[6] Friends and family all are ok with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau akhir usia&lt;br /&gt;Ku menyinta dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku hanya menunggu mu&lt;br /&gt;Menyata kau cintaku &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[7] Still waiting for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Menyintamu syg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Baizura Kahar:]&lt;br /&gt;Setelah kau pergi jauh dari sisi &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[8] Rite after he sent me off at KLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada ku cinta selain dirimu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[9] I didn't flirt or went out with anyone else since I'm with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin bersama dgnmu selamanya &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[10] Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun sehingga ke akhir nyawa&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kau tak mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Maksud ku dulu pada dirimu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;[11] Before i met him, i saw him around UTP and I didn't really like him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiniku kan menyinta dirimu itu sehingga ke akhir waktu&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt; [12] Not anymore, I sayang zwan sgt sgt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest of the song, berulang je... ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Baizura Kahar:]&lt;br /&gt;Cinta antara kita&lt;br /&gt;Tiada penghalangnya&lt;br /&gt;Walau akhir usia&lt;br /&gt;Ku menyintai dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku hanya menunggu mu&lt;br /&gt;Menyata kau cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Menyintamu syg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Duta:]&lt;br /&gt;Sudah berapa lama&lt;br /&gt;Diriku ini&lt;br /&gt;Tak bertemu mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Baizura Kahar:]&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ku harap jua&lt;br /&gt;Kau merindu ku&lt;br /&gt;Sebagaimanaku rindumu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Duta:]&lt;br /&gt;Cinta antara kita&lt;br /&gt;Tiada penghalangnya&lt;br /&gt;Walau akhir usia&lt;br /&gt;Ku menyinta dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Baizura Kahar:]&lt;br /&gt;Hanya menunggu mu&lt;br /&gt;Menyata kau cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Menyintamu syg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Duta and Baizura Kahar:]&lt;br /&gt;Cinta antara kita&lt;br /&gt;Tiada penghalangnya&lt;br /&gt;Walau akhir usia&lt;br /&gt;Ku menyintai dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku hanya menunggu mu&lt;br /&gt;Menyata kau cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Menyintamu syg....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-2960872717338997863?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/2960872717338997863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=2960872717338997863&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2960872717338997863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/2960872717338997863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-dedication.html' title='Song dedication'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-4834065546682696025</id><published>2008-10-09T13:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:07:48.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first meet'/><title type='text'>Credits to them</title><content type='html'>Location: &lt;strong&gt;Padi, Cyberjaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 29th August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255027494424362226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SO2bqfITPPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a7U10y9KqoE/s320/IMG_4496.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;From left: Acan, Zwan, Zarith, Zah, Illi, Adek, Maria and Pakker (Cameraman)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: &lt;strong&gt;Tasik Cyberjaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 29th August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255026242787113890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SO2ahoaue6I/AAAAAAAAADs/k9J2jEbt2x4/s320/IMG_4585.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;From left: Pakker, Zwan, Adek, Illi, Zarith, Acan and Zah (had to leave early)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-4834065546682696025?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4834065546682696025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=4834065546682696025&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/4834065546682696025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/4834065546682696025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/credits-to-them.html' title='Credits to them'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SO2bqfITPPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a7U10y9KqoE/s72-c/IMG_4496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-4692138639028599842</id><published>2008-10-09T12:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:27:43.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first meet'/><title type='text'>His side of the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;By zwan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i mmg suke sgt sgt tgk firework&lt;br /&gt;mase tu &lt;strong&gt;kajen&lt;/strong&gt; yg jmpe website psl&lt;br /&gt;firework ni&lt;br /&gt;i mmg nk tgk sume negare pnyer&lt;br /&gt;tp xdpt&lt;br /&gt;so i decide i mmg nk&lt;br /&gt;tgk yg last tu&lt;br /&gt;that time i ajak la sape2 yg nk g tgk&lt;br /&gt;klu xde org nk tgk pn&lt;br /&gt;i tgk sorg2 jugak&lt;br /&gt;then yg i tau sape yg nk dtg tgk&lt;br /&gt;i, &lt;strong&gt;acan&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;za&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;zarith&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;pakker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lgsg xtau yg sayang i akan dtg jugak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then kitorg lpk2 maen&lt;br /&gt;pool sbb nk tggu dinner&lt;br /&gt;then after magrib&lt;br /&gt;i g amik my &lt;strong&gt;cousin&lt;/strong&gt; n trus g padi&lt;br /&gt;mase i sampai tu&lt;br /&gt;xde sape pn yg ade kt ctu&lt;br /&gt;then za acan zarith n pakker smpai&lt;br /&gt;lps tu bile i denga suare adek&lt;br /&gt;i trus tgk adek ade kt ctu&lt;br /&gt;seriously i mmg terkejut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that nite i tgk adek sweet sgt sgt&lt;br /&gt;wit her jeans n baju pink&lt;br /&gt;mmg sweet sgt sgt adek mase tu&lt;br /&gt;n adek mmg xperasan pn yg i asik tgk jek die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then kite mkn2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pakker&lt;/strong&gt; amik2 gamba&lt;br /&gt;seriously that time&lt;br /&gt;i mmg nk tgk adek jek&lt;br /&gt;lps tu adek ckp ckit2 kt i&lt;br /&gt;i rase cam&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;best la&lt;br /&gt;lps tu mase nk baya&lt;br /&gt;i stay kt blkg adek&lt;br /&gt;so i cam bole&lt;br /&gt;tgk her dkt2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then kite g kt tepi tasik tu&lt;br /&gt;i duduk kt ujung jek&lt;br /&gt;i nk tgk2 adek&lt;br /&gt;tp dpt tgk kejap2 jek&lt;br /&gt;sbb klu i asik tgk jek&lt;br /&gt;kantoi la nnti&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;but every single word yg adek ckp ngn mmber2 laen&lt;br /&gt;sume i denga btul2&lt;br /&gt;sbb i nk denga suara adek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after firework tu abes&lt;br /&gt;im the first one yg bgn&lt;br /&gt;then bile i lalu kt dpn adek&lt;br /&gt;she hulurkn her hand&lt;br /&gt;i pn hulurkn tgn i for her&lt;br /&gt;then dlm hati i&lt;br /&gt;i ade ckp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"waaaa...best la awek ni"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;mase tu i da start suke kt adek da&lt;br /&gt;then mase nk amik2 gamba&lt;br /&gt;i mmg nk diri sblh adek&lt;br /&gt;n klu bole i nk pegang her&lt;br /&gt;tp that time i fikir&lt;br /&gt;die pn xbape kenal i&lt;br /&gt;so xyah la&lt;br /&gt;i takut she wud fikir i ape nnti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then kite jln g kt kete&lt;br /&gt;after that adek ngn &lt;strong&gt;zarith&lt;/strong&gt; comment2 psl i&lt;br /&gt;kate i nmpk pendek la&lt;br /&gt;pkai short lg lawa la&lt;br /&gt;baju i kne pendek ckit la&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;mase tu i just diam jek&lt;br /&gt;sbb i nk tgk n denga ape she ckp&lt;br /&gt;lps tu adek ngn &lt;strong&gt;zarith&lt;/strong&gt; ckp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"y kite nk comment2 zwan plak ni"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lps tu&lt;br /&gt;i msuk kete&lt;br /&gt;n i tggu jek&lt;br /&gt;smpai she move&lt;br /&gt;sbb i tau&lt;br /&gt;we'll use the same way&lt;br /&gt;tp until putrajaya link la&lt;br /&gt;i nk ikut blkg kete adek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haaaa&lt;br /&gt;b4 i msuk kete&lt;br /&gt;she ade kate something&lt;br /&gt;yg mmg i xleh lupe&lt;br /&gt;adek kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nnti da smpai msg i k"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then adek kate lg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"no i pn die xde..camne nk contact"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i heard what she said&lt;br /&gt;but i wat2 cam xdenga&lt;br /&gt;tp dlm hati i happy jugak adek ckp camtu&lt;br /&gt;then i drive kete i&lt;br /&gt;smpai la i jmpe her blk&lt;br /&gt;i mmg biarkn adek kt dpn sbb i mmg nk tgk fishy2&lt;br /&gt;then i bole lambai2 to her time she overtake i&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that i pn blk la johor&lt;br /&gt;mase tu i just suke adek ckit la&lt;br /&gt;sbb i rase mcm i xde peluang pn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then the next day&lt;br /&gt;her first msg smpai&lt;br /&gt;i bace n tgk kt last&lt;br /&gt;msg tu&lt;br /&gt;ade tulis &lt;strong&gt;adeknurul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i trus rase cam&lt;br /&gt;waaaaa&lt;br /&gt;best la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"awek ni da msg"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;then i continue msg her&lt;br /&gt;tp that time kite msg ckit2 jek &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-4692138639028599842?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4692138639028599842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=4692138639028599842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/4692138639028599842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/4692138639028599842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/his-side-of-story.html' title='His side of the story'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-6036530546020313426</id><published>2008-10-09T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:53:47.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><title type='text'>To keep in touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The next day after the fireworks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weekend and zwan was at his hometown. All I think is of him and the worst thing I just can't contact him. Waaa! Never in my life to surf the net on a weekend. I search for his friendster profile through Zahirah's then, turns out... he's already a friend of mine. haha.. When did that happen? Kinda surprised. Check on my gtalk (the only contact i have with him), waa... he wasn't online. I didn't want to ask my babes for his number, so i looked in my gtalk list, who might be his friend and online at that very moment. &lt;strong&gt;Irfan's&lt;/strong&gt; name in green. Below here is the chat log &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Click image to view)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SO2p0VXz_-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/tCW1K9rP4sU/s1600-h/chatwithirfan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255043056766549986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SO2p0VXz_-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/tCW1K9rP4sU/s400/chatwithirfan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Irfan for his number. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sms-ing starts there... Also the non-stop smiling habit. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-6036530546020313426?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/6036530546020313426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=6036530546020313426&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6036530546020313426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/6036530546020313426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-keep-in-touch.html' title='To keep in touch'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SO2p0VXz_-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/tCW1K9rP4sU/s72-c/chatwithirfan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2039817507865466875.post-4527098477262554853</id><published>2008-10-08T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:42:34.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first meet'/><title type='text'>The place where it all began</title><content type='html'>On the night of 29th August 2008, Cyberjaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How it started&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zarith invited Illi and I to watch the fireworks competition in Cyberjaya with Zahirah. And I said yes. Jom! Then we all meet at Shell Cyberjaya. Had our dinner first before the firework starts. We saw the fireworks at this Lake nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When she fell for him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second I walked in the restaurant, Padi (where we all had our dinner), the moment I laid my eyes on him, his smile, I just can't stop thinking of him. I even told Illi about it, she wasn't a big fan of it though. Then I asked Zah, "Who is dat guy huh??" I'm like, ouh Zwan ka?? Woa... I think I mmg have a crush on him la before. Weird thing is, i never knew how he looks like. Just a chat crush. hehe.. Now I know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When he fell for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He knows me by adeknurul, the girl yg bising and always sits at front in class. It was during the actual fireworks. I needed help to stand up, he was sweet enough to held out his hand for me and helped me up. He said to himself, "Best nya awek ni". Then the feeling continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2039817507865466875-4527098477262554853?l=adekandzwan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/feeds/4527098477262554853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2039817507865466875&amp;postID=4527098477262554853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/4527098477262554853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2039817507865466875/posts/default/4527098477262554853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adekandzwan.blogspot.com/2008/10/place-where-it-all-began.html' title='The place where it all began'/><author><name>adeknurul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x208n1RT52M/SMoEfADbOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/1zyl_CATLiA/S220/itsme.PNG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
