<?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-5290888727693154001</id><updated>2012-01-07T09:16:24.314Z</updated><category term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category term='my so called LYFE'/><category term='WORLDly issues'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='cauliklaffter news'/><category term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Marshmallow Addict</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts. My ideas. My writings.
My life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4836687797770764705</id><published>2010-12-27T20:59:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:31:41.808Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Yeah... I'm really not like you...</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon this song by one of Malaysia's talented singer songwriter, Yuna. It's basically about backstabbing done by her best friend... I think. But the words in the lyrics were really powerful. Maybe cause I could relate to it. I mean, every one must have felt being backstabbed by someone they really care and love at one part of their life. Sucks eh? But well, I guess that's life. The most important thing is that we learn from it and it makes us a much more stronger person. Enjoy the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=toEW6bzQJA0"&gt;Yuna - I'm Not Like You (BFF)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood by you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have to&lt;br /&gt;And if I knew&lt;br /&gt;I'd go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like you&lt;br /&gt;I don't backstab&lt;br /&gt;My dear you should be&lt;br /&gt;better than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I never called&lt;br /&gt;and you did&lt;br /&gt;but you  know, you know you don't really have to&lt;br /&gt;I try to come around, come around you&lt;br /&gt;All you really gave, you really gave back was hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my all back then&lt;br /&gt;When ever you needed me&lt;br /&gt;Your lies they cut through my skin&lt;br /&gt;When ever I reach for you... for you... for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like you&lt;br /&gt;I don't backstab&lt;br /&gt;My dear you should be&lt;br /&gt;My best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I never called&lt;br /&gt;and you did&lt;br /&gt;but you  know, you know you don't really have to&lt;br /&gt;I try to come around, come around you&lt;br /&gt;All you really gave, you really gave back was hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my all back then&lt;br /&gt;When ever you needed me&lt;br /&gt;Your lies they cut through my skin&lt;br /&gt;When ever I reach for you... for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anything for you my friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4836687797770764705?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4836687797770764705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2010/12/song-about-backstabbing.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4836687797770764705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4836687797770764705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2010/12/song-about-backstabbing.html' title='Yeah... I&apos;m really not like you...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-8984892099947640458</id><published>2010-11-02T16:26:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:05:25.909Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Ok, now I'm really back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hachooom! Whoaaa... There's a lot of dust here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello earthlings! I am now back to the blogging world. I have realized now that by pushing aside my love for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; writing crap it has made me somewhat a more stressful person. And for that I am rekindling my passion for writing by posting this not so important piece of writing. Bear with me oh earthlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stressed out me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And with that I announce my much unanticipated return to this blog! So, prepare to be blown away by more merepekness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Updates since I last wrote. Seriously? Hmm... well, how about we go doing a list of things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got a brand spanking new guitar! Wuhuuu!!! It's an Epiphone electro acoustic guitar which I named Johnny and which I am soooooo in love with! Here's a picture of it! =)&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4699476876_a1e0502497.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 500px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am in love with medicine again! Somewhere between me stopping to write in here, there was a time when I guess I was a bit worn out with it and it took a bit of a push for me to fall back in love with it and it comes from my dad (he's my biggest hero!) and it's something that I am going to be eternally grateful for... Thanks Dad for making me remember why I did it in the first place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have less teeth now. Got my wisdom tooth taken out. And not to scare any of you who are going to get it extracted, but it hurts so freaking bad! Like seriously, I'd rate it 15/10. And to think I had it done the day of my Med Ball (it's a grand dinner for all medical students). I looked so silly smiling crookedly and with a large bump on my left cheek. Ridiculous...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me being me, I'm gonna stop now. Cause this is not fun at all. And I don't want to bore you guys with loads more. But I'll definitely be back! Don't you worry... Got loads on my mind that I wanna talk about! Hihihihi...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But for now, baaaaa...!!!&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/5290888727693154001-8984892099947640458?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8984892099947640458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-now-im-really-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8984892099947640458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8984892099947640458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-now-im-really-back.html' title='Ok, now I&apos;m really back!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4699476876_a1e0502497_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3449823253006839725</id><published>2009-11-15T17:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:20:59.554Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>I've Kindda Moved... Kindda... Hehe..</title><content type='html'>Ok, seriously I've like abandoned this blog and have been updating my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dayahobest/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; more often.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you've missed me... (which I think not many of you will. Haha...) just visit my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dayahobest/"&gt;Flickr!&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas sungguh nak tulis sekarang. Kenapa entah... Huhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3449823253006839725?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3449823253006839725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-kindda-moved-kindda-hehe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3449823253006839725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3449823253006839725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-kindda-moved-kindda-hehe.html' title='I&apos;ve Kindda Moved... Kindda... Hehe..'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7416937955260353353</id><published>2009-05-23T14:44:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:18:42.427+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cauliklaffter news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Everything's Coming to an End...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Summer's here and it seems like everything's coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;All the TV shows have finished their seasons. Some are coming back, some are really over (Prison's Break's finally done and over with. Can't believe they killed Michael off! Not fair...!)&lt;br /&gt;My seniors just got their results yesterday (or was it 2 days ago. Naahh... Who cares exactly when) and they all passed their exams, meaning they're all doctors!(I think... Tak pe, at this point, they're all doctors in my eyes! =P) Wuhuu..! Congrats to them! (now I can't wait for my time to come. 3 more years InsyaAllah... 3 more loooong years... *sigh*). So, everyone was super excited and were happy for each one of them that they've all finally finished their medic student years (well, at least in med school. Learning's a lifelong thing right, so you'd never be done with learning. Ok, that sounds kindda depressing for a bit. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and the summer exams are all over (well, for the majority of us anyway. Some friends I have who are studying in Germany are having their exams in July---&gt; ridiculous right?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the starting of summer also marks the start of a whole lot of new things!&lt;br /&gt;It's the start of the summer holidays. Everyone seems to be scrambling to travel everywhere (amidst the scare of the Swine flu). My housemates (yes, all of em!) just left for Italy, leaving lo and behold, me, alone for a whole week! And yes, I'm starting to feel bored... And yes, that's why I'm writing... (gila tak ikhlas. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's the thing about me moving and yeah, I've just only started to pack my stuff (no surprise there huh?) and seriously, I gave up about 10 minutes ago because it was too much. Haiihh... Why in the world did I buy this much stuff??&lt;br /&gt;Besides moving houses and all, summer also could be the start of... Hmm... I've got nothing else. Sorry, otak lembap sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the only point of me writing this entry was to congratulate my seniors on their results. Congrats korang! Now go and take a long break or something, you guys deserve it! =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to watching "How I Met Your Mother"! Happy holidays everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7416937955260353353?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7416937955260353353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/05/everythings-coming-to-end.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7416937955260353353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7416937955260353353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/05/everythings-coming-to-end.html' title='Everything&apos;s Coming to an End...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7321925774920390000</id><published>2009-05-16T17:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:07:52.393+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Goodbye to you... =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/Sg7xzHN8lPI/AAAAAAAAATA/VXcONQDd6Yk/s1600-h/guitar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/Sg7xzHN8lPI/AAAAAAAAATA/VXcONQDd6Yk/s320/guitar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336468468893783282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just sold my first ever guitar... The guitar I have used since I came here, which means we've been rocking together for 3 whole years! Heck, that's the longest running relationship I have ever had with anything (friends not included. Huhu...) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's kindda sad that I have to let it go. But upgrade is necessary and I don't really need two guitars at the same time(I already have one back in Malaysia, so, there's really no point in hanging on to this one. Can't be greedy.. =P). But, yeah, it's kindda sad. This is the guitar that I've played since 2006. The first time I came to Cork, Taq and I were pretty bored and we decided to just buy a guitar (tambah skill sikit) with no knowledge whatsoever on how to play it. Ok, so, I knew how to play "Last Kiss" by Pearl Jam and "Kau ilhamku" by Man Bai when I was in KMB (thanks Nana ajarkan!). But I have no idea about the chords and everything. All I knew was that I wanted to learn how to play the guitar and the only way of learning was for me to buy one and practice, practice, practice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there it was, I bought a Cort guitar (I have never even heard of this model, but according to the salesguy, it was the perfect guitar for beginners). So, I just snatched it and that started my journey of guitar playing. 3 years later, I could say that I am at least not an amateur guitarist anymore and could play almost all of my favourite songs (well not on expert level... Just good enough for people to hear =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ok, dah malas nak tulis panjang-panjang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I'm gonna miss you my first ever guitar!!! The memories we had performing together would not be forgotten!! Don't worry, Nad would take care of you (I'll make sure of it!) *sekarang rasa psycho cakap sorang-sorang dengan benda tak hidup. Huhu...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7321925774920390000?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7321925774920390000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-to-you.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7321925774920390000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7321925774920390000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-to-you.html' title='Goodbye to you... =('/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/Sg7xzHN8lPI/AAAAAAAAATA/VXcONQDd6Yk/s72-c/guitar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-8109203919082364129</id><published>2009-04-23T13:15:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:40:42.832+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back!! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hola! Guess who's back on the blogging world! =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I was bored and needed to find something to do after laboring myself to Neuroanatomy just now. I had played my guitar, I watched an episode of The Simpsons and then it struck me...!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I've been abondoning my blog for ages, why not write something up! So, here I am...! =P&lt;br /&gt;So, what have been happening since I last wrote?? A whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;Like for example, I've traveled to Spain and Scotland during my Christmas Break (wow... it's been that long since I last wrote huh??), I took Spanish as my special study module and now can speak a bit of it, not that good, but still can speak a bit of it, I've turned 23!! (owh maaaann, I'm sooo old!), I've won gold medal in futsal and soccer! (sports I've only learned to play recently. Hehe...), and soo much more things that have happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I promised to write about the Spain and Scotland trip to my housemates who are insisting I write it up especially parts that are embarrassing or funny, but mostly embarassing... (most of them happened, surprise, surprise, to me of course. *sigh*) So, I guess I'll save that for later. Today, I just felt like writing about the returns of 2 of my fav show in Malaysia, One In a Million (OIAM) and Ghost (Wuhuuu...!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was a bit late I guess on knowing that OIAM was back. I've just known about it last week, and it was already in their Top 4 stage. Nasib baik bukan tau after it was finished and all kan. Hehe... Anyway, I guess the hot topic for this year's OIAM obviously is the fact that the once "sengau" boyband singer, Tomok, is on the show. And yes, I have to be honest, I was one of the few sceptics of how he would fare, but after seeing his performance, especially covering songs such as &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjDxLacDkPw&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;"Crazy In Love"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5j9G_Uolqyo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;"La, La, La Kerjalah"&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0dwvO8Yx1x4"&gt;"Aku Cinta Padamu" &lt;/a&gt;I have to admit, I was impressed! His voice has lost all of the "sengau''ness and it was kind of entertaining to see him (a bit dramatic at times, but hey, a bit of drama never kills right?). But yeah, I guess he's slowly regaining my respect as an entertainer (tapi sumpah mende chain yang dangling kat dienye seluar tu cam semak gleee! Nak gak cakap tu. Huhu...) and I guess I have to sincerely applaud my junior, S, for believing in Tomok, even when he was in his ''sengau'' heydays. Syabas S! Tak sia-sia anda melalak "Sejarah Mungkin Berulang" beribu-ribu kali. But thankfully, sejarah tidak berulang and he has changed. Huhu... Anyway, my vote on who would win the 1 million? I'd probably say Esther(the only girl left in the competition! *gasp*). She has this great voice and creativity that just oozes 1 million ringgit quality. And besides, a part of me just feels like a non-artist should be winning this. Owh, but this year's season I think really is one of the best so far. My personal fav was Amelia, but too bad (spoiler alert!!) she was voted off last week. Anyway, I can't wait to see who wins it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and I've just watched Ghost 2 yesterday. In case you guys haven't even heard of the series Ghost, go watch it! I think it's really one of those few quality Malaysian series that are really worth watching. Sorry laaa geng-geng SpaQ, saya kurang berminat dengan cerita drama series begitu. Huhu... Anyway, it has a new case opened, some rich lawyer's daughter was kidnapped and now they need to find her and with the help of a new ghost (yes, it's like "Ghost Whisperer'). Two of the original casts are back, Cheryl Samad and Naz. Other than that, the casts are all new  and yes, I've never seen or heard of them before. But, the show looks promising, thankfully. I was actually dreading to see it, because usually when a successful series goes into it's 2nd season, they lose their first magic and the show would just be crappy but thankfully, Ghost 2 didn't let me down =) Owh, and guess what, since Nas-t would not be in this series anymore, there's a replacement for him, it's Anding who plays Alam who's a very unique, funny and yes, most importantly, cute character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all I want to babble for now. Promise I won't disappear for another month before writing again! =P Till then, happy studying or holidaying, whichever continent you're living in! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-8109203919082364129?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8109203919082364129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/04/guess-whos-back.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8109203919082364129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8109203919082364129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2009/04/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back!! =)'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5304452279973353841</id><published>2008-12-01T05:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:43:44.116Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>My Apologies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been such a sucky friend. I know...&lt;br /&gt;I don't message that often, I don't call, heck, I don't even go online that frequently (or at least not when most of my friends are online anyway).&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I think I owe all my friends an apology for being such a lousy friend.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that this semester has been totally hectic. I can't even stop to catch a breather and I seriously need one now. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;It just strucked me when two of my best friends told me the same thing: Saying they really missed me and felt like it's been ages since I came back and it's been ages too since we talked.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm starting to feel the distance. Before this, I'm usually really not that busy and always have time to chat and catch up, so I don't really feel like being far away from them sucks that much(besides the not being able to hangout together part that is).&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's like there's not enough time to talk and catch up properly (what with the time difference and both people having all sorts of things to do at that time) and I'm missing out on a lot of new things that's happening in their lives(which is bad for a friend to not know).&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I'm sorry for being such a lousy friend.&lt;br /&gt;But, you guys still love me right?? =P&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, when Summer time comes, I'm all yours! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wish me luck for my exams! =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5304452279973353841?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5304452279973353841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-apologies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5304452279973353841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5304452279973353841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-apologies.html' title='My Apologies...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5822995665873853773</id><published>2008-11-25T00:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:45:07.372Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Little Miss Worried</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm worried about a lot of things these days. And worrying makes me a little bit anxious.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't like being anxious all the time coz it's annoying, it's like a nagging feeling that you just can't sit still with.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really get anxious that easily but yeah, I am anxious most of the time these days. This definitely calls for some major break (ie traveling, retail therapy). The only problem is I can't really go on holiday and can't really go for retail therapy now because the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;exam is near (Worry Number 1)&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, it's that time of year again. The time for self torture and caffeine/chocolate/(fill in with whatever fetish beverages you like) abuse. Haha... I make it sound like it's such a bad thing. Well, for me it is. I just hate exams (now, who doesn't, please kindly come here and take the exams for me). So, yeah, I'm worried about my exams. Not only for my Neuro papers but also for Spanish (DO NOT regret taking this. It'll be useful when you go to Spain. DO NOT regret taking this.... DO NOT *chant to myself*) and of course the Clinical Practice paper. But, I guess in the end just worrying about it and not doing anything to make sure that I get a decent result would just be a waste of time. So, come on! Get NERDing! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Worry Number 2: &lt;/span&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;parents are going to Hajj tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; and yes, I'm worried sick. I know they'll be in good hands and all but to just think that they'll be in a foreign place with loads of strangers... Well, it just worries me. Now, I guess I understand how my parents feel everytime they send me off here. I did pester them to get a SIM card each when they get there and message me everyday about their life there, but thats probably asking too much. They'll probably be busy most of the time anyway. So, I guess I can just pray (and ask you guys to pray for them as well) for their safe journey, pray that they won't be hindered by any sickness and everything would run smoothly for them. Amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which then brings us to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;worry number 3&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Since my parents would be gone to Hajj, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my youngest brother and sister&lt;/span&gt; would be placed under the care of my uncles and aunts. One of them wants to live in the kampung with my aunt because he likes being free and being able to do activities that you could only do properly in a kampung (ie: kejar ayam, lastik cicak, tengok telur ayam menetas, etc.) and the other one wants to live with my uncle in Ipoh because she has company there and she wants to learn the piano (or so she says) with her 13 year old cousin. So, since her brother knows her best and would not in his right mind leave her alone with our uncle and aunt in Ipoh(who would easily fall prey to her sweet persuasions to do things/buy things for her), they're going to spend half of the time in Ipoh and the other half in Changkat Jering (it's near Taiping for those of you who don't know). Why I'm worried exactly since they'll be in such good hands? Well, these two always fight, I mean, always! So, I guess I don't want them to fight all the time and trouble my aunts and uncles. Believe me, they're already a handful when they're not fighting. Huhu... But, maybe this little independence away from my parents should teach them to stick together for a change. We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's probably enough jabbering for one post. Sorry again for not being a "Tegar Blogger" (as Nad puts it). Will put more effort into it! Promise! (and then, I go missing without any posts for a month. LOL). To all the people taking the exams, all da best! And to all the people who're on holiday (especially to those in Malaysia), dah dah, senyap-senyap je cuti tuh.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5822995665873853773?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5822995665873853773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-miss-worried.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5822995665873853773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5822995665873853773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-miss-worried.html' title='Little Miss Worried'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4317600885649634421</id><published>2008-11-13T22:36:00.014Z</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:34:01.553Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>How Did We Get Here??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, just updating because I've gotta share this song with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;It's called Decode by Paramore. Totally cool! It's actually the soundtrack for Twilight, the most talked about movie opening soon based on the novel series of the same name. One of my classmate recommended me to read the book and watch the movie when it comes out. But, instead, I stumbled upon the soundtrack of the movie. Well, I've just listened to one of the song actually, so not the whole soundtrack anyway. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the song's like haunting me today. It's on repeat for the whole day! =P&lt;br /&gt;So, give it a listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xb0j5dq8tG/aus=false/" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xb0j5dq8tG/aus=false/" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Yrxn4n/music/GI4IbwyK/paramore_decode/"&gt;Decode - Paramore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xb0j5dq8tG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xb0j5dq8tG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Owh, and you could go to Paramore's official &lt;a href="http://www.paramore.net/video"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; to see the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you people who are guitar freaks, try playing it using &lt;a href="http://ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/p/paramore/decode_crd.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/p/paramore/decode_crd.htm"&gt; tab&lt;/a&gt;. I tried playing it. Sounds kind of similar. Bunyik die, when i tried playing nak dekat serupa macam  ni laa... (the acoustic version, except takde piano and violin. Hahhaa.... Perasan gile. Owh, and of course laa my voice bukan cam suara Hayley kan.  lagi merdu and lunak bak kata Di. Hahhaa.. Yeah right! Anway, the acoustic version is really awesome! Sila dengar. Ini arahan. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7Bln-4A1HA/aus=false/" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed width="420" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7Bln-4A1HA/aus=false/" height="110" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Yrxn4n/music/ZCPnvv4l/paramore_decode_acousticmp4/"&gt;Paramore - Decode (acoustic).mp4 - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: 2 posts in one day! Wow! Now, that's a record right?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4317600885649634421?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4317600885649634421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-did-we-get-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4317600885649634421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4317600885649634421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-did-we-get-here.html' title='How Did We Get Here??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-2984395291824806345</id><published>2008-11-13T07:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:57:24.531Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Under Pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got 2 people tagging me and loads more nagging me about my neglected blog.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I'm under pressure to update and thanks for tagging and nagging anyway, cause that actually broke the erm, laziness of updating..?? LOL. Sorry bloggie for neglecting you! =P Anyway, here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged By: &lt;a href="http://hidden-entity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ecah&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://the63s.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fendi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the relationship of you and him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Which him/her?? The people who tagged me you mean? Ok. Both are my friends and we study at UCC together. (korang ngaku kan kite kawan?? Kan2?? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your 5 impressions towards him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Fendi:&lt;br /&gt;a) lepaaak (it's kindda hard to see this guy get flustered by anything!)&lt;br /&gt;b) orang cina mualap. LOL&lt;br /&gt;c) suke kenakan orang! (I still remember ko and Kamil punye FAILED attempt to kenekan aku! Haha... Berani nak kenekan orang camtu. Dekat guru of mengenakan orang pulak tuuuh! Haha..)&lt;br /&gt;d) pakar IT. Ask him anything about the computer or whatever related to it. I'm sure he can help you. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;e) independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecah/Niesa/Hanisah (haha..):&lt;br /&gt;a) very, very independent&lt;br /&gt;b) very private and mysterious&lt;br /&gt;c) kuat makan!&lt;br /&gt;d) tak suke makan pedas. (makan pedas sikit dah buat bunyi orang tak tahan makan pedas. Alaa... tak reti nak explain. Korang tau kan?? Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;e) dibenci buat masa sekarang (cause she's gonna go back to Malaysia this winter! Huh...!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The most memorable things he/she had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;Fendi: He and one of his other friend decided to play a prank on me one day. And well, of course it didn't work! I'm way more skillful in playing pranks on people! LOL. But, still it was a good attempt. Syabas Fendi! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecah: She decided to go back to Malaysia during the winter holidays! I HATE yoooou!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable things he/she have said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Fendi: Bley tolong releeeeks tak?&lt;br /&gt;Ecah: Weii, aku jadi balik Malaysia weeei...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If he/she become your lover, you will…&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Lawak la kamu soalan! Ok, next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your enemy, you will…&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Sekali lagi, lawak laaa kamu soalan! Ok, next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, he/she has to improve on…&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaiiihh.... Ape soklan nii??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, the reason is…&lt;br /&gt;Either one of them goes back to Malaysia when I'm not going back there as well! I hate you Ecah! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Suruh dorang belanja saya! Hmm... Besnyaaa... Hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The overall impression of him/her is…&lt;br /&gt;Dorang due sangat best! Makes my life in Cork a little bit interesting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?? Apekah soalan ini...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon character k? Powerpuff Girls! (oooh... I miss watching this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;Again.. cartoon character k? Cruella deVille! (and every other villains there is! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;br /&gt;Myself thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For the people who care about and like you, say something about them.&lt;br /&gt;They're a bunch of really, really precious people. Love you guys loads! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Eleven people to tag (no I'm not tagging you guys, just putting names to answer the questions. Hehe... So, you are not obliged to answer these questions):&lt;br /&gt;1) Ili&lt;br /&gt;2) Cipi&lt;br /&gt;3) Ila&lt;br /&gt;4) Syal&lt;br /&gt;5) Shida&lt;br /&gt;6) Tiey&lt;br /&gt;7) Buchuk&lt;br /&gt;8) Faiq&lt;br /&gt;9) Kojek&lt;br /&gt;10) Fareez&lt;br /&gt;11) Robo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is no. 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Mudah! Number 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is no. 3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;Mudah! Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If no. 7 and no. 10 were together, would it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Woweee... Let's ask number 2 what she thinks about it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How about no. 5 and 8?&lt;br /&gt;Shida &amp;amp; Faiq??? Dah terbayang-bayang dah card kawen dorang... Awww... Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;No. She's dating number 9 and 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Say something about no. 6&lt;br /&gt;Best friend yang banyak cakap. LOL. Owh, our birthday's just a day apart! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah! Update pun blog! Hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-2984395291824806345?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2984395291824806345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/11/under-pressure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2984395291824806345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2984395291824806345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/11/under-pressure.html' title='Under Pressure'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4054613411621334589</id><published>2008-10-23T01:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:40:38.707+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>NaK Balik Malaysia Lagi Please...?? Huhu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I were to say that aloud, the majority of my friends would go out of their way to give me a slap! Seriously... Ok, maybe not literally. But, yeah, they'd definitely try to get me back to my senses for wanting to go back after only a few months back here. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I miss home, I'd watch things that remind me of it.&lt;br /&gt;Like listening to Yuna's EP every single day! Hahhaa... Pathetic, I know... Tapi nak buat camne!&lt;br /&gt;And just now, I was watching the trailer for KAMI the Movie. Haih~~&lt;br /&gt;I soooo wanna watch it! Tapi cam harapan je it'll be released in Ireland anytime soon. Big Hollywood movies pun takes ages to be premiered here, apatah lagi cerita yang menggunakan bahasa asing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't already know, I'm a huge fan of KAMI the series and of course Abu (played by Nas-T). So, it's only natural that I'd want to watch the movie right?&lt;br /&gt;Perlu la kan die premiere on the 1st day of Raya. Who in their right mind goes to the cinema during the 1st day of Raya?? Weird~~&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, enjoy the trailer while I go searching for other sources to channel my homesickness~~ It's really not that good a trailer, I think, but still wanna watch it because I wanna see how it compares to the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, by the way, for those of you who keeps on asking, nooo, I won't be going back home anytime soon. Well, not planning to anyway... But who needs plans right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjfp6fmg4rk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjfp6fmg4rk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2 posts in one month! I'm on a roll! Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4054613411621334589?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4054613411621334589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/10/nak-balik-malaysia-lagi-please-huhu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4054613411621334589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4054613411621334589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/10/nak-balik-malaysia-lagi-please-huhu.html' title='NaK Balik Malaysia Lagi Please...?? Huhu...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5792651040524346039</id><published>2008-10-17T19:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:02:22.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>It's Hidayah!!! Hi... da... yah...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, Hidayah... My name. Perfectly easy to say right??&lt;br /&gt;Well, perfectly easy if our tongue's used to saying it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly easy if we're used to saying long names.&lt;br /&gt;But, my name's not that long right? That's what we Malaysians and Arabs (because it does come from their language) think. But, according to my classmates and lecturers (who are mostly not well versed in Malay or Arabic),  it's kind of a mouthful. Let me give you a few situations just so you can get the picture and feel me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Situation 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every month, I have to go for a GP (General Practitioner) Attachment. It's where we go to the GP's clinic and meet up with their patients with certain diseases and do history taking and physical examination on them. It's done in groups of three. I haveDave (a Canadian) and Owen (an Irish) as my group mates. They're totally cool and we had never been in the same group before this so we all kind of just started knowing each other. So, as expected, during our first session, introduction was necessary right? So, everyone was telling each other their names. When it was my turn, I tried telling them as slowly and as clearly as possible, cause I was used to people not knowing how to pronounce it. So, I was going: "My name's Hi... da... yah..."&lt;br /&gt;They didn't have any problem repeating after me. So, I was really thrilled that they got it the first time! Then, after the session, we waited for the bus together and Dave was mumbling to himself: "Hidayah... Hidayah... Hidayah... Did I get it right?" He actually got to practice saying it a couple of times before getting it right. Hahah... Then, Owen suggested, "Can we just call you Hidi?" Obviously cause he didn't quite master it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Situation 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Spanish language as my extra module this semester. I've missed two classes before this because the fisrt class, I was still back in Malaysia and the second class, I had the GP attachment thing. So, I was totally lost during my first class! The lecturer was talking and teaching pretty fast and she was almost always talking in Spanish, which didn't make things any better.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we each had to answer her question about what we were planning to do during the weekend and also had to tell her our name.&lt;br /&gt;When it was my turn, I of course fumbled but managed to get through (phew~~)&lt;br /&gt;She asked (in very fast Spanish talk) my name. So, I answered, "Mi nombre es Hidayah" (I should've replied like this, but apparently I made some very weird sounds that sounded like this, but I made sure my name was pronounced correctly) Then, the lecturer made this very weird face... and she said: "Erm... Let's give you a more Spanish name.... Rosssssaa (make sure you stress the Ssss since that's how they pronounce it)" And the whole class was laughing! Sigh~~ And all throughout the class, of course laa kene ejek kan, lagi-lagi dengan si Bazli, Wany and Syedot. Haih~~ Then, after the class, the lecturer came and asked me to repeat my name again and yeah, she got it moderately right after a few tries. LOL. Apparently, it's kindda hard for her cause they don't really pronounce 'H' when speaking Spanish. So, that means my name's actually pronounced "Eeedayaaa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Situation 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week, I have tutorials in groups where we learn to do physical examinations regarding various complications. So, everyone was expected to know what should be done and should be able to answer the questions the instructors asks us. So, as we were working in groups of 7, we had to rotate between different stations and play out the different situations with the rest of the group mates or just answer the questions the instructors asks us regarding the various stations. We had this situation during one of the First Aid tutorials where a woman's head was bleeding and each one of us was asked how we'd handle it. The funny thing was, I was never asked anything, unless I voluntarily answered  because the instructor picked us to answer questions by calling out our name from our name tags. She was staring at my name tag all throughout the session, but she never knew how to pronounce it I guess, so I was spared from being asked any question directly. Haha... That's probably one of the perks of having a 'hard' to pronounce name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: No, I haven't given up on blogging. Just been really, really disorganized with all the catching up to do after missing 2 weeks of lectures! And also with Eid celebration, futsal training, etc. Sorry if post ini agak hambar. Berkarat aah dah lama tak memblog! Haha...Hopefully this won't be the only post for the whole month! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5792651040524346039?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5792651040524346039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-hidayah-hi-da-yah.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5792651040524346039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5792651040524346039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-hidayah-hi-da-yah.html' title='It&apos;s Hidayah!!! Hi... da... yah...!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-8951047357622079463</id><published>2008-09-11T22:54:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:56:29.775+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><title type='text'>10, 000 Debt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oook... Let's play a guessing game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1st guessing game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone be in debt of 10,000?? What did he spend it on? Down payment for a house/apartment (whatever you can get with that amount of money nowadays)? A new car? Wasted it all on a night of gambling gone wrong? Used it to venture on a new business??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;2nd guessing game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What currency is the 10,000 debt made in??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooookkk... So, think of an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done thinking????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Answer for guessing game number 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, a junior of mine in KMB, lost his SIM card. Well, he's studying in the UK and yeah, he lost it during the summer holidays, meaning he lost it in Malaysia. Unfortunately for him, he uses the bill pay system. And even unfortunate for him, he didn't realize he lost his SIM card in the first place and of course didn't report the loss so that the mobile company could at least bar the number from usage should someone come upon it and decided to use it. Well, his unfortunate luck doesn't end there. Someone did come upon his SIM card and decided to use it. Luckily (getting tired of the word unfortunate already. So, let's use the point of view from the person who stole the SIM card now. Huhu...) for the thief the SIM card does not have a pin code! (or maybe he somehow cracked it. I don't really have all the details. Another junior of mine told me about this story) Ok, so he, thinking like any other thief would, used the SIM card to call almost every single person in Malaysia and also Bangladesh that he knew in his life. He called and he called and yes, he called... Till the phone number was barred. No, not because the person who owned the number suddenly realized that he had lost his SIM card, but because the phone company suddenly realized that the bill amount was getting too extravagant from the usual about 30 the guy usually spends a month. Well, luckily for the guy who stole the SIM card, they barred the number only after the bill reached 10,000. And you think they took that long to finally bar the number. Genius! The guy have probably talked his ear off already. He probably had enough radioactive waves or whatever they say is transmitted inside him already due to the time spent using his mobile phone. (Hey! There's an idea! Why not we do a radioactive test on everyone to find out who the culprit is. I'm sure he'll go totally off the radar!) So, now this unfortunate junior of mine, is in debt of 10,000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Answer for guessing game no 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, since he's studying in UK, you'd might already guessed the answer. It's in United Kingdom Pounds. So, taking into consideration the rate nowadays, he precisely owes the mobile provider about RM60,712.80. Ouch huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone interested or have any idea how to help him out??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-8951047357622079463?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8951047357622079463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/09/10-000-debt.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8951047357622079463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8951047357622079463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/09/10-000-debt.html' title='10, 000 Debt?'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7552736526948455279</id><published>2008-08-31T12:51:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T04:46:38.641+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Merdeka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bertepatan dengan hari kemerdekaan Malaysia, saya hendak menulis dalam bahasa Melayu. Maaf jika Bahasa yang digunakan agak cacat, kerana saya sesungguhnya tidak berapa mahir. Ya, salah diri sendiri! =P Maka, marilah kita mulakan penulisan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham...&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang di Malaysia tak ada adab time beratur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang di Malaysia tak tahu dan tak kisah pasal isu-isu semasa di Malaysia (apatah lagi isu-isu di dunia dengan memberi kata-kata  seperti: "Takpelah.. Asal sampai Malaysia tak berperang sudah") tapi kalau tanya pasal artis-artis serata dunia, cepat je nak nyampuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang Malaysia (lagi-lagi yang mengaku Melayu Muslim) rasa dorang 'cool' dan hebat dan lagi teruk, kalau berasa bangga membuat aktiviti-aktiviti yang berunsur barat (seperti clubbing dan minum arak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang Malaysia suka buat kecoh pasal benda remeh-temeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang Malaysia tak reti bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang Malaysia tak ramah walaupun sebenarnye kita konon-kononnya dikenali sebagai orang-orang yang ramah (tapi kenapa kalau saya bayar dan senyum dan cakap terima kasih kat cashier, dorang masam jer..?? Mungkin sebab saya kurang comeyl dan mereka hanya ramah dengan orang berlainan jantina dan pelancong-pelancong asing...? Mungkin...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang Malaysia terlalu memandang tinggi orang-orang asing [maksud saya pelancong-pelancong asing, bukannye orang-orang dari Indonesia dan Bangladesh yang penat-penat buat kerja yang orang-orang kita sendiri malas nak buat (bukannya nak 'backup' dorang, tapi betul kan??)].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang di Malaysia tak berapa tinggi (tapi ini mungkin sebab genetik, maka tak boleh salahkan sesiapa tapi saya masih nak mengungkit perkara ini. Haha...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang Malaysia hanya tahu meraikan Hari Kemerdekaan dan bersungguh-sungguh untuk meraikannya tapi tak faham tentang bertapa pentingnya hari tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya lagi tak faham kenapa kebanyakkan orang-orang di Malaysia hanya tahu mengkritik tapi tak tahu bagaimana untuk memperbaiki keadaan di Malaysia sendiri (ie: saya =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Bak kata pepatah, alang-alang menyeluk pekasam, biar sampai ke pangkal lengan (ecey~~), maka saya nak mengucapkan selamat berpuase (penuh!) kepada semua! Semoga Ramadhan kali ini lebih bermakna. InsyaAllah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7552736526948455279?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7552736526948455279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/selamat-hari-merdeka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7552736526948455279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7552736526948455279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/selamat-hari-merdeka.html' title='Selamat Hari Merdeka!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6375698455957936408</id><published>2008-08-28T21:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:04:55.630+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>I Am a Snake....??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my friend Ili&lt;span id="__firefox-findbar-search-id" style="padding: 0pt; background-color: yellow; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); display: inline;font-size:inherit;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;asked me just now, out of the blue, while we were busy discussing other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;So, will I see you this hari raya? Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Huh?? What's that suppose to mean??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Since when do you have a problem with reading? Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Haha.. I don't. But, I do have a problem understanding your question. So, please explain sket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Adakah saya akan berjumpa anda hari raya ini??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Haha... I understand English ok. Tapi apsal tanya soklan tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Saje. I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Ooook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Mimpi dipatuk ular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Huh?? Membe aku kata kalo mimpi kene patuk ular, maknenye ade orang nak masuk meminang. Eeeehhh... Ke mimpi kene kejar ular eh?? Cause ari tu die mimpi aku kene. Sengal!! Ok, then??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Tapi ular tu cam tak menakutkan. Cam ular kertas tapi cam geli gak. Tu kire dipinang gak ke?? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Ntah! Tak tahu pasal mimpi-mimpi ni! Haha... So, pe kaitan mimpi tu ngan aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Tah... Tapi aku rasa ular and ko ade keserasian??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: WHAT???? Itu tak boleh terima! Hahhaa... Pastu kena patuk ngan ular kertas, so kite akan jumpe time raya...?? Hahah... Mende ko nih??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Ye ah. Sebab ular tu cam ular kertas. Angpau duit raya. And ko and ular plak ade keserasian. Nampak tak connection die??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Celah mana keserasian ni???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she went on to talk about how a snake and I would even be serasi which I should not tell due to the weird explanation. Yeah2~~ Still tak boleh terima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Haih~~ You know the answer right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;So is it a yes...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never got this last question. Probably cause disconnected kejap and it wasn't until I looked at the archive to write about it, baru nampak soklan ni. Sorry Ili&lt;span id="__firefox-findbar-search-id" style="padding: 0pt; background-color: yellow; display: inline;font-size:inherit;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! But, if I did, I would have answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Well, that's for me to know and for you to find out is it...?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, end of story. Sheesshh...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-6375698455957936408?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6375698455957936408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-of-my-friend-ili-asked-me-just-now.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6375698455957936408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6375698455957936408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-of-my-friend-ili-asked-me-just-now.html' title='I Am a Snake....??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4229789383168438029</id><published>2008-08-27T13:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:38:07.145+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>The 5 Things???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;**RULES***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;" face="arial"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;" face="arial"&gt;The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;" face="arial"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;" face="arial"&gt;***END***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What were you doing 5 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Was probably at MRSM KKB. God... I miss the moments I had there! The wonderful people I found there made the experience so much fun and bearable! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what were the 5 things on your list today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to town and get some beautiful things for the room. Getting bored of the layout already.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have lunch/dinner get-together with Ille, Mas, Ecah, Syakur, Moooks, Wami and Lutfan.&lt;br /&gt;3. Main poker kat Facebook. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;4. Menyambung project mystery. Jeng3~~&lt;br /&gt;5. Membuat sesuatu yang berguna. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what are 5 snacks that you enjoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;2. Kerepek ubi&lt;br /&gt;3. Fruits!&lt;br /&gt;4. Penguin chocolate cakes! Dia siap ade teka-teki pasal penguin kat blakang every packet! How cute is that? haha...&lt;br /&gt;5. Marshmallow. Duh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what are 5 jobs you've had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cashier at Parkson Subang Parade. Really... Lol.&lt;br /&gt;2. Babysitter for my lil sis kire ke?? I did get some money. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;3. Tutor for my lil bro. Tapi ni kerja ikhlas tanpa meminta gaji.&lt;br /&gt;4. Personal assistant for my dad! This was a seriously sweeet job! Had to do some typing and also Powerpoint presentations for my dad who insistently wants to pay me for helping out. Terase bersalah. Semua mende ayah sponsor. Tapi dah nak kasi, trime je ah kn =P&lt;br /&gt;5. Ok, I'm going to stop writing merepek jobs in these answers now. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 people you want to tag (yang belum ditag oleh Umi. Huhu...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ili&lt;br /&gt;2. atiq&lt;br /&gt;3. robo&lt;br /&gt;4. nad&lt;br /&gt;5. fareez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(whoa that was a quick one huh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4229789383168438029?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4229789383168438029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4229789383168438029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4229789383168438029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-things.html' title='The 5 Things???'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3331435747365508105</id><published>2008-08-14T14:18:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T08:57:51.251+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><title type='text'>What's All This Fuss About the Olympics??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apparently, unless you're living in a total cocoon, away from any contact with civilization and unfortunate enough to not have any mode of communication to the outside world, then you wouldn't care or know much about the Beijing Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, the ultimate multi-sports event that every single sane and ambitious sportsmen have ever imagined to be playing in is back again after four years.&lt;br /&gt;Just by watching the spectacular opening, everybody knew that this was going to be one huge Olympics - and so far it has been so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main country contenders have got to be the host China and USA with their huge number of awesome athletes raging to go give it their best in the games. These two countries are forces to be reckoned with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've always been a huge fan of the Olympics and among the few events I just love to get updated on are:&lt;br /&gt;1) Soccer. Brazil and Argentina are definitely my hot favs for this event. With Ronaldinho finally coming back after a long break due to injury and Messi giving his best for his country (amid the "No, you're not going" "Yes, I am!" battle between him and his club), it feels like the World Cup have arrived early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tennis. Rafael Nadal has chosen a very good year to finally be in his ultimate best. With Federer out of contention, I'd say Nadal has very high chances to take the gold medal home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Gymnastics. I was rooting for team USA to win but definitely China was waaaay better despite the fact that Alicia Sacramone was being blamed for her team's loss. But, for the overall title I'd say the US could safely get it what with Shawn Johnson having a clear shot of clinching it given that her teammate Nastia doesn't get it herself. And kudos to Yang Wei who finally got his well-deserved gold individual medal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Swimming. Now, for those of you not interested in this sport, you'd better go check it out cause there's going to be a lot of record breaking (there have been too many of them happening already anyway) happening in this event, thanks to the outrageously talented Michael Phelps. He's been breaking records ever since he got to Beijing and on his way to achieve the ultimate record of 8 gold medals in a single Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Basketball. Definitely rooting for team USA and Spain. But, I just think that USA may well be on their way to taking a gold home. Well, that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) And last but not least, badminton. Now this is a sport where I am most anxious to get updated on. Why? Because our very own Malaysian, Lee Chong Wei is still contending for the gold medal!  Wuhuu...!! Well, this is basically the one sport where Malaysia have any chances of getting a medal. But, could he be the one answer to our very first Olympics gold?? Well, looking at the way he's been performing, I'd say he has quite a clear shot. Don't wanna jinx it though, but go Chong Wei go!! Or as the spectators in China chant: &lt;span class="HeadLineNewsContent1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chinapost.com.tw/sports/olympics/2008/06/08/160060/Add-oil%21.htm"&gt;Jiayou!! Jiayou!!&lt;/a&gt; (which means "Add oil!! Add oil!!". Hey, don't look at me like that. I didn't make that up! Promise! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="HeadLineNewsContent1"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SKQ9ckGdb3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/xUcnyWtmJx0/s1600-h/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SKQ9ckGdb3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/xUcnyWtmJx0/s320/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234376227847761778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3331435747365508105?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3331435747365508105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-all-this-fuss-about-olympics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3331435747365508105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3331435747365508105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-all-this-fuss-about-olympics.html' title='What&apos;s All This Fuss About the Olympics??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SKQ9ckGdb3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/xUcnyWtmJx0/s72-c/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7456665267638604960</id><published>2008-08-10T06:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:38:27.193+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>It's Her Birthday~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Mahirah's 10th birthday today...&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't able to be there to celebrate it with her (and not too happy with that)&lt;br /&gt;Naseb baik dah beli present awal-awal. Kalau tak, tak abes-abes la membebel and merajuk la budak kecik tu. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Happy Birthday Mahirah!! Grow up to be what you wanna be and soo much more!! *kisses* =) [Owh, she told me she wants to be a doctor haiwan since I'm gonna be a doctor manusia (InsyaAllah). But, setakat ni haiwan yang dia paling sayang and berani nak dekat are cats and dogs. Itu pun still memilih. Nak yang comel-comel jer. Yang lain semua die lari jauh-jauh sambil menjerit atau menangis histeria kalau binatang tu datang dekat. Huhu...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SJ578omFYPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/u9n55T_k8GM/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SJ578omFYPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/u9n55T_k8GM/s320/DSC01465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232756098670616818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her with her best friend Ilyasa (or Syasya as we call him) during one of their usual afternoon playtime session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7456665267638604960?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7456665267638604960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-her-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7456665267638604960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7456665267638604960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-her-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s Her Birthday~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SJ578omFYPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/u9n55T_k8GM/s72-c/DSC01465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5093065442988983769</id><published>2008-07-29T16:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:17:46.297+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Pilihan BIJAK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went waiting for the commuter to go back to sweet old Subang at 5-ish p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived home at 8p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you're just about to board the komuter after office hours heading to Pelabuhan Kelang, just take an extra hour just to wind down at the nearest maple coz you won't be able to get INSIDE the komuter. Well, unless you're a ruthless person who don't have the courtesy to let the disembarking passengers get out first before shoving your way inside and at the same time completely ignoring the whole concept of QUEUING up and following the queue and using your super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tajam &lt;/span&gt;heels or whatever other asset of mass destruction you've got on other people just to get ahead, or inside to be precise, then yeah, just follow my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just DON'T even think of wasting your time queuing up cause everyone else don't follow the rule of first come, first serve. It's definitely a survival of the fittest competition if you're adamant on making it in time for your daily dose of 7.00pm drama (whatever's on these days). And if it really was, I'd be the already extinct species, or if I'm lucky, the rare species that has to be put on the endangered species list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, you'd have to survive by actually pushing everyone else in front of you to get in. Then, after you're in, it's another competition all-together. Survival for oxygen. (forget getting enough space to put your stuff down or even feel comfortable where you're squashed at. Once you're in, you're considered lucky. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how did I finally entered the komuter and arrived home just in time for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the 3rd time(whoever came up with the phrase 3rd time's the charm has apparently never came and witnessed the repetitive disappointments one has to go through just to go home using the komuter), I finally decided to just not rely on my luck (which apparently decided to go for a summer holiday as well) and just board the train heading to Sentul so that I could stop at Bank Negara and board the train to go to Subang from there. Brilliant huh? Wish I'd just followed this plan the first time I thought about it (which was the first time when I was not even allowed to smell the inside of the komuter. Sungguh sengal~~ Habes masa 1 jam lebih sebab tunggu nak board train jer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you wanna know the best part of this??&lt;br /&gt;When I finally boarded the train to go back home at Bank Negara (I got a seat too!! Sweeet! Huhu...) the advertisement in front of me goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pilihan Bijak&lt;br /&gt;Tentulah KTM Komuter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimat Masa&lt;br /&gt;Jimat Tenaga&lt;br /&gt;Jimat Belanja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, at least one part of it is right. And don't blame me if I happen to be totally skeptical about things promoted on advertisements after this. My experiences thought me better. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5093065442988983769?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5093065442988983769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/07/pilihan-bijak.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5093065442988983769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5093065442988983769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/07/pilihan-bijak.html' title='Pilihan BIJAK!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3873635626774709577</id><published>2008-07-25T10:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:49:22.306+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>They Don't Call it The Holidays For Nothing Right??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whoa~~ Finally updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sure dah takde siape yang check to see whether I've updated ke tak kan?? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Yaaa... saya adalah seorang blogger yang teramat-amat pemalas!&lt;br /&gt;Every time I want to write about something, it's either the connection takde (FYI I'm currently using free wireless connection from one of my mysterious jiran yang sangat baik hati@kurang celik IT kerana tak letak password kat dienya connection. Whatever the case, thanx jiran misteri!! =P) or dah takde mood nak tulis cause when the mood comes, kena terus tulis. Kalau tak.. hilang idea! Yeah, yeah... Alasan~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, the summer holidays have passed for like 2 months already. I've been up to a lot of things! Been to the KKB reunion where there were lots of new faces who came this time around. Kindda missed the 'update' session cause well, my friends and I were busy gossiping and lazing around the room to notice that everyone else were downstairs telling each other what's been up with their life now and all (heard one of my friend even said she was planning to get married! Hmmm.. Menarik update itu! Hehe...) Pastu berjaya ajar dorang main Mafia, my most favourite get-together game. Owh, and also had this little session playing teka-teki where yours truly totally pissed a lot of people off with the "Kuda apa yang paling lawa sekali??" question. [BTW, the answer is Kuda SYURGA (and make sure you give the answer with a straight face and if you're really asking to be slapped in the face especially by Azie, throw in some hand gestures that's suitable i.e like you're trying to introduce a really awesome new gadget that's gonna save people with cancer/AIDs/starvation. Get it??)] The whole reunion was a lot of fun cause had the time to talk to my old friends and see what they were up to these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the KKB reunion, I went to Australia for 2 weeks. Went to Melbourne, Gold Coast, Brisbane and Sydney. It was soo much fun especially the Gold Coast and Sydney trip. Well, eventhough technically I only spent like 2 days in Sydney but it was fun cause I get to spend time with Syal!! Its been two years already since I last saw her, so best ah dapat spend time eventhough kejap je with her. It's not the quantity, it's the quality that counts right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Gold Coast trip gave me a lot of new experiences. Like... Sleeping inside a car for one night. Ini agak tak boleh blah la kan. Originally we were all supposed to sleep at the airport (hey, I didn't plan this whole trip. So, don't go saying that this is soo typical me. Huhu... No this time I wasn't responsible and the addition of the Gold Coast airport to the collection of airports I've already slept in wasn't made by me deliberately =P) Anyway, the night was spent playing cards, playing with shopping carts (ni kerja Ammar, Jem and Meera) and taking pictures before we were asked whether any of us lived in the apartment beside where we were playing by a guard.  (guard yang sama yang telah memberi kata-kata membina kepada tiga manusia yang bermain cart tadi) Dalam kata erti yang lain, kteorang telah dihalau dari situ. Wuwu... sungguh sedey! So, because it was getting late anyway, we decided to wrap the night and just stay inside the car and yeah, try to sleep. The next day, we went to watch the sunrise. Semua pun layan je eventhough semua orang tengah sengal-sengal badan sebab position tido yang agak kurang baik (especially those yang tido kat driver's seat, steering wheel lagi kan. Haha...) Then, we made our way to our apartments, which was soo beautiful! The view from there was superb and it was soo spacious and comfortable! Definitely gets my sign of approval! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days in Gold Coast was spent at the beach. Didn't actually get to see the surfers do their thing sebab lambat benar nak kena tunggu cause dorang plak kena tunggu wave yang best kan. Then, we also went to Movie World(where I went on the Superman Escape ride, it went from ZERO to 100 km/h in 2 seconds! Gile! Nak patah tengkuk!), Sea World (the highlight of this trip was the dolphin show. Comeyl2~~) and also went to the Currumbin Zoo (where I fed and touched a kangaroo!! Yipee!! But, they were super busuk! And they're actually kindda big and everytime nak snap picture with one of them, mesti muke tengah cuak. Haha...) Overall the trip was superb! Get to make new friends (Hafiz and Homi yang kedua-duanya sengal) Was thinking bout going there again. This time probably with my family. Bile ntah pun tak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after the Gold Coast trip went to the MASCA thingy. It was actually a sports carnival held at the University of Queensland, Brisbane. It was kindda cool cause I get to meet my old KMB friends and also make a few new ones. Owh, and I also met my secondary school friend, Chew there! Of all the places to meet my old Subang friend la kan... Kat Subang tak pernah plak nak terserempak. Kat Aussie jugak... Then, I also met one of my juniors at KKB who happens to know my full name! Haha... Bagus memory die~~ So, it was fun catching up with these people. There was also a masquarade ball yang takde ah Masquerade sangat pun and tak macam ball langsung. Haha... Sorry2... Nothing against the organizers though. But, the food was great, didn't actually comprehend the whole concept of having to make two dishes of each course and selang-seli letak dish lain-lain kat each table. Leceh kan?? But it's not my job so I'll just leave it at that =P Owh, and I actually played netball for Victoria in the scorching heat! [yeah, I got sunburnt and also helped them (ye ker??) get third place]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I learn after my trip to Australia?? Hmm... I know how to play poker now! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the rest of my summer holidays was spent with my friends, had another M04M reunion last Monday with Robo, Jiha, Aisyah, Jem, KS and Ammar. Hey, we even met Teo, the most mysterious and quietest guy in my class! Talk about a true class reunion. Hehe... Then, trips to the maple with Usaid and Yati and also Ili, Cipi and all. Owh, did I mention that I bumped into Nas-T(Abu from KAMI for those of you who don't know) at OU last Monday?? Mula-mula tak perasan pun dia. Just perasan gf die (yes... bummer) je cause she was walking too fast and actually struggled to walk fast(because of the expression from her face. Huhu...). I was thinking "Apsal minah ni jalan laju smacam ni??" Then I realized beside her was Nas-T! Pastu terus gile sekejap. Haha... He was as cute as he is on screen. Tapi macam pendek sikit laa. Average height for Malaysian guys kot. Haih~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and also in case some of you haven't seen the Dark Knight, seriously go and watch it! Totally worth it especially if it's a treat from your brother. Teehee... Allright, till my next post then! (pray that it won't take another month. Hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: pics nanti la letak =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3873635626774709577?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3873635626774709577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-dont-call-it-holidays-for-nothing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3873635626774709577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3873635626774709577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-dont-call-it-holidays-for-nothing.html' title='They Don&apos;t Call it The Holidays For Nothing Right??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5940566296739487894</id><published>2008-06-03T00:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:44:19.678+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Drama Queen??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tak sabar nak balik Malaysia!!!!~~&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar nak get away from all these crappy stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar nak jumpe semua membe-membe yang best!!&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar nak live with my family again!&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar... Tak sabar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm not too good with waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There... That's my entry. Huhu... (suare mendatar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5940566296739487894?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5940566296739487894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/06/drama-queen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5940566296739487894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5940566296739487894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/06/drama-queen.html' title='Drama Queen??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5293100273629991987</id><published>2008-05-31T21:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:27:25.383+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Sending Our Prayers~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saya seorang blogger yang crappy I know... I know...&lt;br /&gt;But, anyway, just want to update people with some latest news happening in my life recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys still remember Ahmad Atiq Abdul Hamid (or Atiq for short) who was the best student for SPM during my year, which is 2003, with 15As...??&lt;br /&gt;Well, he continued his excellence even in KMB and continued his studies in University of Nottingham, UK.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, just got some bad news, he is sick right now. Really sick...&lt;br /&gt;He was found on the bathroom floor by his housemates and after a thorough check in the hospital, he was diagnosed with arteriovenous malformation. He might have to undergo surgery to remove the tangles of blood vessels. (I'm not 100% sure whether it's in his brain or not but by the emails that I got, it suggests that it's effecting his brain. Need more sources to clarify this though.) The doctors are also worried about his failing kidneys. And he's still in the hospital now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedey gile bila tau berita ni. He was never close to me cause we never had any classes together time kat KMB but I know him (come on, it's Atiq Stabilo and was the best student in KMB!! Mesti ah semua orang kenal kat KMB tu!) and he's really nice. Totally down to earth eventhough genius gile!! Tapi tak pernah pun nak brag or what ever. Never heard any bad stories about him. Kalau orang mention nama die je, sure sebut mende-mende baik je. That's how nice he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just want each and everyone of you who's just read this, eventhough tak kenal die, just to pray for his health and pray that he gets well soon. That's the least we can do. Pray that he would be allright. InsyaAllah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5293100273629991987?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5293100273629991987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/sending-our-prayers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5293100273629991987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5293100273629991987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/sending-our-prayers.html' title='Sending Our Prayers~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6459663006093412922</id><published>2008-05-24T22:33:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:43:35.835+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Tag... Jangan tak tag... Huhu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was tagged and since I've just learnt the meaning of being tagged and in keeping with that tradition, saya pun menjawab la soklan-soklan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.musiciansfriend.com/product/B.C.-Rich-Ice-Acrylic-Mockingbird?sku=510794&amp;amp;CJAID=10381297&amp;amp;CJPID=2294965"&gt;BC Rich Ice Acrylic Mockingbird&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; (it's a guitar... =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2) sedikit isi di badan. Hahahaa... Dah lost 2 kgs since the start of the exams. *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3) hmm... ice cream?? I'm missing McD's vanilla ice cream=( Haha.. yeah, I'm not that big on expensive gifts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4) Someone who smiles and thanks me because I had officially made their day (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5) a medical degree!! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Person who tagged me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Fareez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5 impressions about the person who tagged you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Blunt&lt;br /&gt;2) Fun&lt;br /&gt;3) Rebellious&lt;br /&gt;4) Erm, likes to swear..??&lt;br /&gt;5) Complicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Most memorable things done or given..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Entah. But, if I really thought about it, ade kot. Haha... What can I say, we went way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Most memorable words said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleh... (sekarang saya masih menggunakan ayat ini dengan cara percakapan itu. Hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;If he becomes my lover, I would...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... let's just not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;If he becomes my enemy, the reason would be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah... Can't really find the heart to be an enemy to anyone. Maybe pissed off kejap boleh ah. Enemy?? No, not my kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;8 people who I would like to know how they feel about me (Haha... ayat ni agak dodgy. But, abaikan je tag ni kalo korang maleh nak layan. Huhu...) and 8 people tagged by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cipi&lt;br /&gt;2) Ili&lt;br /&gt;3) Buchuk&lt;br /&gt;4) Ila&lt;br /&gt;5) Jurai&lt;br /&gt;6) Robo&lt;br /&gt;7) Atik&lt;br /&gt;8) Atiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Who is no. 7 having relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Chee ke Atik??? Hahahhhahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Who is no. 8 having relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea~~ But, currently probably with a psycho girl. Jangan marah Atiq!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;If no. 8 and no. 1 is together, would it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... Menarik2~~ Wonder what number 3 would think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;What bout no. 1 and no. 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Owwwhh.. comeyl juga kalau no 1 and no 5 get together. Again... wonder what no 3 would say about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;What is no. 3 studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanical engineering eh mooks??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When is the last time u chatted with no.6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Don't exactly remember when but tak lama pun. Dia suka menghantui hidup saya sehingga sanggup berpindah ke Subang. Please ah Robo!! Takde tempat lain ker??? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Does no. 4 work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Still studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Any of them has any cousins in their school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. None that I can recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Would you be with no. 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu ni kelakar la soklan... (diikuti dengan ketawa separuh ikhlas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;How bout no. 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurai?? No... number 1 dah amek kan. Tak reti ah nak rebut-rebut ni. Hahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Does no. 2 have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesti la ade... Si tue yang akan kawen tak lama lagi, Odie, Mia, Afiq and Hayat (betul ke eja tu Ili??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;How do u get to know no.2 and no.4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 2 at surau KKB. Hahah... Suci betul tempat jumpa. No 4 sebab sama block time kat KKB and also the same class time form 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Where does no. 1 live at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS2 PJ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;How do u get to know no. 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same block dulu time kat KMB and she always goes to my room by mistake. Ingatkan bilik Lynn.  Kan Atiq kan?? Hahaha... And then jodoh kami berpanjangan till now. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Is no. 5 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurai memang sexy. Sebab tu semua orang nak berebut die. Sexy graduated engineer! Hahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Kalau salah informasi tentang siape2~~ Maapkan saya. Saya kan ade memory span like a goldfish! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-6459663006093412922?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6459663006093412922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-jangan-tak-tag-huhu.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6459663006093412922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6459663006093412922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-jangan-tak-tag-huhu.html' title='Tag... Jangan tak tag... Huhu...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-255444740847240311</id><published>2008-05-23T20:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:00:19.541+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Dance Battle La Plak~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a while since I last wrote. So, pushing aside my crappy finals, I'd just choose one of the few topics I have been wanting to share since the finals started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe some of you have heard about this, especially if you've watched "Step Up 2" and you're a fan of Miley Cyrus (she's the star of Disney's Hannah Montana), but there's this whole dance battle going on at Youtube between ACDC (Adam/Chu Dance Crew) and M&amp;amp;M (Miley &amp;amp; Mandy Cru).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's reportedly supposed to be THE biggest ever Youtube dance battle. Well, I haven't heard of any other dance battles happening in Youtube, so yeah, they can claim that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it all started off when ACDC (owh, by the way, Adam Sevani is the star from Step Up 2, he played Moose, and Jon M. Chu is the director of Step Up 2) challenged M&amp;amp;M (Mandy is Miley's friend) to a dance battle. There are no rules behind this battle. They could recruit anyone they want to be part of their crew. Anyway, here's the clip for the challenge from ACDC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 14px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03186109946155008 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/8a-FBSEFqcM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03186109946155008 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/8a-FBSEFqcM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8a-FBSEFqcM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8a-FBSEFqcM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, 3 days later, Miley and Mandy fought back with this vid. They even had Channing Tatum (from Step Up 1) come for a feature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03186109946155008 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngBLWZFTJ7E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03186109946155008 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngBLWZFTJ7E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngBLWZFTJ7E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngBLWZFTJ7E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after a week, ACDC fought back and they recruited almost everyone in their crew! Haha... They had, the Jabbawockeez (no, it's not the name of a snack, it's actually a dance group. A great one at that). They also had Chris Brown (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfuBqcfL6f0"&gt;who was totally awesome! Check his vid with Adam Sevani out&lt;/a&gt;), Adam Sandler, Amanda Bynes, Lindsay Lohan (ok... I have no idea why she was in it. But, yeah, she was) and even Diana Ross!! Just to name a few... And I guess the round goes to ACDC because it was waaaaaaayy better compared to M&amp;amp;M (now, this one reminds me of a snack. Haha...) Ok, here's the clip of ACDC's response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03186109946155008 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/UA7dEWKAT7Y&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03186109946155008 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/UA7dEWKAT7Y&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UA7dEWKAT7Y&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UA7dEWKAT7Y&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been forever since M&amp;amp;M posted anything that said they're up for the challenge. But then, just a few hours ago, M&amp;amp;M have posted that they were fighting back on the 10th of June and they were ending it. The clip looked promising, so yeah, it'll be fun to wait. Well, we'll see if they really would make ACDC look bad won't we. But, personally for me, I'd go with ACDC anytime. I don't know, but they have just a bit more substance I guess. Don't know bout you guys though... Sebenarnye, entry ini sangat membosankan. Tapi... Maleh nak delete. So... biar je ah. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-255444740847240311?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/255444740847240311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/dance-battle-la-plak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/255444740847240311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/255444740847240311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/dance-battle-la-plak.html' title='Dance Battle La Plak~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-9069294581929672952</id><published>2008-05-18T21:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:14:27.854+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Try Not to Laugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have one more paper left before the end of the summer exams...&lt;br /&gt;Tak larat dah nak cuak. Tak larat dah nak rasa perasaan seperti loser. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;But, that's a different story.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanna share this really hilarious clip with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;It totally made my day! (thanks Syah for sharing!)&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing throughout the whole clip. And sekarang tengah sakit perut sebab gelak teruk sangat. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Haish~~ Habis hilang ilmu cani kang~~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's a Japanese game show and it involves marshmallow!! Yipee..!!&lt;br /&gt;Check it out! Owh, and challenge yourself not to laugh ok?? Good luck with that! (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-009516141458007055 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOfZPZJHnKg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOfZPZJHnKg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOfZPZJHnKg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-9069294581929672952?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/9069294581929672952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/try-not-to-laugh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/9069294581929672952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/9069294581929672952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/try-not-to-laugh.html' title='Try Not to Laugh...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1314746919781819786</id><published>2008-05-09T22:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:20:13.507+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Sakit Rumah~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Promised myself I won't blog until the end of the exams...&lt;br /&gt;But I just had to share this.&lt;br /&gt;Since it's the exams time, I've totally become psychotic and depressed and this message I got from Arip kind of made me smile+sad+sakit rumah...!! (ape mende sakit rumah ni?? Hahha... Ok, ok, you'll know soon enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lyrics courtesy of Arip... Nanti balik Malaysia, nak dengar die nyanyi lagu ni. Hahaa...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Musim bunga...&lt;br /&gt;Duduk seorang...&lt;br /&gt;Musim dingin...&lt;br /&gt;Takde sape...&lt;br /&gt;Tak mengapa... Tak mengapa...&lt;br /&gt;Sakit rumah... Sakit rumah...&lt;br /&gt;Kepala pecah...&lt;br /&gt;Menyerah kalah...&lt;br /&gt;Tak mengapa... Tak mengapa...&lt;br /&gt;Sakit rumah, sakit rumah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cebisan lirik lagu sakit rumah a.k.a HOMESICK ='( didedikasikan khas untuk makguru(yeah.. he calls me that. Huhu...)]&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok, so I'm homesick+depressed+tired+stressed+(any other negative feeling you can think of), and I'm just blessed to have so many great friends who believe in me even though I myself can't find a way to believe in my own self. Thanx kowghang!! =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, whatever happens, I know I'll be strong even if everything falls apart. So, don't worry... Just pray for me ok?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baiklah, dah dah...!! Have to get back to Prof Heffron's notes...!! Will write more after the finals. All the best everyone!! (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1314746919781819786?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1314746919781819786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/sakit-rumah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1314746919781819786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1314746919781819786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/05/sakit-rumah.html' title='Sakit Rumah~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-2216304392377050082</id><published>2008-04-22T11:34:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T13:01:31.241+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>April Fool...??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since it's almost time for the last module's, CP written exam and OSCE (it's an oral exam where you're presented with patients with certain symptoms and you'd have to do checks and ask questions that relate to their symptoms to try and determine or affirm what's wrong with them. Owh, ade gak written masa OSCE ni) results to be posted, I've become psychotic and always refresh the Blackboard homepage like almost every few minutes. Cuak ok!!! Macam ape je peksa ari tu. Haih~~ Pastu, semalam Helen Joustra from the Med School updated the Blackboard with this announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mon, Apr 21, 2008 -- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FM1001&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;FM1001 Supplementary Exam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Please note that the FM1001 Supplementary Exam is held on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 25 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;2.30 pm sharp&lt;br /&gt;room 2.63 Brookfield Health Sciences Complex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exam duration is 1.5 hours. Please be in time for this Supplementary Exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OWGkbXAw7No"&gt;Ini gile yang dipertua!!!&lt;/a&gt; (click link tu kalau tak paham. Huhu...) Bayangkan laa... 6th May dah start finals... Pastu nak kene study untuk finals yang ade 3 modules (yang dah campur 4 subjects, Anatomy, Histology, Biochemistry and Physiology), BH (Person Culture and Society) and CP (Clinical Science &amp;amp; Practice) gak. I've already made a timetable and itu pun tak confirm sempat nak cover betul-betul semua. Pastu die nak tambah SUPPLEMENTARY EXAMS??? Haih~~ Memang lepas baca, terus menggila dengan Taq. Dah pasrah dah masa tu. Pasrah dalam kegilaan. Pastu macam-macam theory la yang keluar. Me and my wild imagination. Hehe... Gi bising-bising kat semorang. Sorry Wany, Fendi and Syedot!!! Kasi korang heart attack gak =P Pastu gi ngadu kat housemates, kene gelak jer... Sekali Syah check dienye Blackboard... Dorang pun ade gak!!! Hahhaa... Abes satu rumah jadi gila...!! Then, after a few very excruciating hours, it turns out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mon, Apr 21, 2008 -- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FM1001&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;FM1001 Supplementary Exam: additional information&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Please note that Supplementary Exams are only held when one or more students were not in a position to sit the original exam for medical reasons. Those students need to submit an official Medical Certification.&lt;br /&gt;Our apologies if this was not clear to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Berani die!!!! Kalau laaa ade orang ade heart problems ker... Confirm dah selamat dah... Haish~~ April Fool dah lama lepas... So, tak lawak ok buat camtu. Huhu...  Tapi pikir-pikir balik, bagus jugak sebenarnye kalau ade peksa tu betul-betul kan?? Kasi pressure lebey sket. Hehe... Anyway, back to studying and nerding!!! Owh, by the way... Tolong doakan jugak eh so that I can answer everything and tak menggelabah cam selalu and get the results accordingly!! Amiiiinn...!! Cuak2~~ Huhu... Won't be updating and going online that much after this. Kene fokus!!! =P To everyone sitting for the summer exams soon, all the best!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-2216304392377050082?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2216304392377050082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fool.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2216304392377050082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2216304392377050082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fool.html' title='April Fool...??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4741376428971663770</id><published>2008-04-20T14:32:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T12:59:29.804+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Germany and Prague Trip: Recap in 10mins (promise!)</title><content type='html'>Ok, you've either got to read fast or just skim through. Don't waste your time more than 10 minutes for this post (Why?? Saje... Haha...)&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this Easter Break, I went with my housemates, Syah, Taq and Ille to Germany and Prague, Czech Republic. Akhirnya berjaya gak menarik dorang travel outside of Ireland!! Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we spent the 10 days going about many places! Sangat seronok cause we got to meet and make new friends besides getting to know about a new culture. Ok, so maybe it's mainly because I love traveling and making new friends that I found it to be extra exciting but it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the journey from Cork and everything was fine (this is like a rare occasion whenever I travel cause there must always be something wrong every single time! Malang nak wat cane... Huhu...) We were early for the check-in and everything went smoothly till we reach Munich. Eventhough pakcik yang jaga passport sume tak reti senyum and cakap-cakap German dengan kteorang sambil kteorang terkebil-kebil kat situ tak paham, ok jer semua after dorang tengok kteorang confident je cakap yang kteorang ade membe kat Augsburg. Alhamdullilah. Then, lepas jumpe Buchuk (I prefer to call him Mooooks) we got into the train to Augsburg. Masa ni laaa dapat message keramat! Haha... Ok, I actually brought my laptop so that I could finish up my BH essay (sambil travel nak wat kerja?? Who was I kidding?? Haha.. Takpe, semangat tu ade! =P) So, the message was from Wany. It went like this: "Wei, ko tertinggal charger laptop ko. Nak aku pass kat dak-dak boys tak??" Owh, there were some of the Cork guys going to Berlin as well. Sibuk gile nak gi tempat sama ngan kteorang. Haha... So, after I received that message, I deleted it terus and dengan yakinnya said: "Mana ade tertinggal!! Saje je nak kasi... (stop in mid sentence)" yeah... Masa ni baru perasan yang memang betul-betul tertinggal. Haih.. Bawak laptop penat-penat pastu lupe bawak charger! Pandai... pandai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so sampai dekat Augsburg, berkenalan dengan kedai roti murah tepi umah Moooks (ade simbol piglet comeyl tu maknenya murah ah kedai tu. Yeah, Germany memang pelik. Haha...) Semua pun dah kepenatan. Moooks tiba-tiba menghilangkan diri. Rupa-rupanya malu ngan poster die. Hahaha... Tau malu!! Anyway, Taq dah semangat dah nak jumpe Ehem! tapi die tak balik practical lagi. So, we all rest kejap, pastu get ready untuk gi funfair. Wuhuu..!! I love funfairs!! It was a such a long time since I last went to one anyway. Masa tengah baru nak pergi, Taq dapat gak jumpe dengan Ehem! Terus semangat! Berseri-seri je muke. Bahagia tengok membe bahagia camtu. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, pastu kteorang pun gi laa funfair. Went home a few hours after that with a seriously bad headache and sore back. Semua sebab main bumper car dengan naik mende pusing-pusing tu. Peringatan: jangan naik mende-mende yang boleh menyebabkan anda mengeluarkan kata-kata kurang enak untuk didengari kerana cuak bersama orang-orang tersayang =P&lt;br /&gt;Balik-balik kena hidang dengan nasi lemak and paling penting sambal die memang SPECIAL!! Mesti sebab Taq ada. Kteorang pun makan ah dengan tidak senyap kerana terlalu sedap. Kalau senyap je kteorang time makan tu... Haaa... Itu tanda-tanda food tu tak menepati certain criteria. Tapi Taq senyap je ah... Muke cam merah-merah sikit. Tak tau asal. Maybe sambal pedas sangat kot. Kot laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next day, we went to Nurnberg. Moooks tak dapat nak join cause die ade practical. So, kteorang diserahkan kepada Epi (ex-schoolmate Syah. Syah ni sebenarnya anak pengetua. Kteorang pun baru tau) Anyway, naseb baik ah ade Epi ni kalau tak, kteorang shopping je. Dah ah asyik dok mengumpat dengan pakcik-pakcik and makcik-makcik kedai je. Mentang-mentang kteorang tak paham. Tapi from the tone pun kteorang tau tone mengumpat. Isk3... Anyway, kat Nurnberg, kteorang banyak gi tempat-tempat bersejarah (banyak ah masa habes kat tempat-tempat bersejarah ni daripada shopping. Bagus betul!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAtx2nCQbQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hvich1CyRhI/s1600-h/volkfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAtx2nCQbQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hvich1CyRhI/s320/volkfest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191368178479951106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Volksfest with budak-budak Nurnberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we also went to the funfair at Nurnberg. Volksfest nama die. This was even bigger than at Augsburg! Dienya rollercoaster nampak lebey mencabar ah. Huhu... So, Syah and I went on it with the other guys. Dorang tu saja nak dengar kteorang jerit je. Haish...  But, it was great!! It has 5 loops (kalo tak silap ah) and by the third loop, I couldn't shout anymore. Haha... Then we just walked around and watched them play with the guns. Naseb baik dorang kasi ape yang dorang menang tu kat kteorang. Kalo tak, sure dah bising bosan. Huhu... Owh, and dak-dak Nurnberg memang kuat makan and kuat merepek!! Best ah... Tapi yang tak puas ati tu, dorang ni kuat betul tangkap gamba!! Lagi vain dari kteorang!! =P Kat sini ah kteorang kenal ngan membe-membe Epi yang len... Kak Shima (finally!! jumpe gak a Malaysian girl!! Haha...) Pesa, Paih, Baws, Timi, Sani and Safwan. There was one other guy yang kteorang tak berkenalan sangat pun. Anyway, thanx a whole bunch korang!! Layanan yang sangat best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, we went to Munich. Walked around the city and went to the various famous places Moooks took us. Before it was getting dark, Mooks took us to the BMW showroom and die pura-pura nak tunjuk kteorang stadium yang ade dekat situ. Last-last kantoi sebab nak gi dengar BSB (yes! the boyband) punya concert. Tapi tak start lagi masa tu. Muke hampa... Takpe.. Len kali dorang datang la tu... Jangan hampa Moooks! Then, we also went to the Allianz Stadium and it rained pretty bad. No... it didn't just rained!! It was showering. Abes basah jacket dengan 'snow' and hujan. Dah ah we were going to spend the night at the airport (cause our flight is at 6 sumthing a.m. So, we decided to just crash at the airport) Naseb baik dapat port best. Masing-masing dapat "bilik" sdiri. Haha... Bahagia je some of us tido eventhough pakcik cleaner tu datang bersihkan kat tempat kteorang nak dekat 3 kali kot!! Kotor betul kat tempat kteorang eh pakcik??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SA3P-Wu68DI/AAAAAAAAAK4/m-IlFQFh410/s1600-h/DSCF0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SA3P-Wu68DI/AAAAAAAAAK4/m-IlFQFh410/s320/DSCF0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192034615589269554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the train at one of the many train stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we got on our flight to Berlin. Finally!! Got some sleep time!! Naik-naik terus diam je... Haha... After we reached Berlin, we went directly to our hostel, lepas breakfast at McD that is. the hostel was relatively easy to find and we were all tired and couldn't wait to take a much needed shower and rest for a while. Tapi tengok-tengok, tak boleh masuk bilik lagi before 2p.m. Are you kidding me? We reached the hostel at about 10 a.m kot... Penat plak tu. Haih... Then, we all decided to go to the main train station (Hauptbahnhof, HB for short) which is waaaay bigger than KL Central (like duh~~) and is a great achitectured building in itself. Shopping jap kat sini (haha... who says you can't shop at train stations?? Ade banyak gak plak tu kedai!! Kalah shopping center kat Ireland. Huhu...) Then, we had lunch and met up with Wanoi and Am. Went to the hostel and finally got some rest. But, knowing me, I didn't sleep at all!! (masalah sikit nak tidur time matahari still ade. Weird, I know) Then, masa nak kuar balik gi Alexanderplatz, dah rasa cam tak sihat. Haish~~ So, I wasn't there when they went there and also to take Ejang. I had to be left behind. But, at least I got better during the night!! But, we didn't go anywhere except to take Paeh Wannabe and had our dinner. Hampa gak ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAtxV3CQbPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dtrab6lGWQs/s1600-h/wallpaper+berlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAtxV3CQbPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dtrab6lGWQs/s320/wallpaper+berlin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191367615839235314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pics in Berlin. Courtesy of Moooks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the rest of the days in Berlin, we went to  the Berlin Wall,  Charlie's Checkpoint, Beranda bergetoh (Bradenburgertor sebenarnye. Haha... Tour guide tak eja nak wat cane! =P), Berliner Dom, Reichstag, etc. But, the highlight of the trip?? Masa stop makan kat Amy's Malaysian Restaurant (it's owned by a Malaysian. Sedap!! And most importantly, bayar 10e je!! Makan banyak betul... Seronok... Rezeki kan~~ Alhamdulillah!!=D) Then, we left Moooks and our new made friends to go to Prague. Muke masing-masing macam sedey je. Takpe, takpe, korang boleh datang visit kteorang kat Cork, lagi-lagi Paeh Wannabe kan? Kate nak pancing 'whale' buat sambal tumis. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, semua cam cuak-cuak because of the stories we heard from people who already went. Stories about the extremes the pickpockets in Prague go through to get what they want (koyak-koyakkan beg la). But, naseb baik laa... Time kteorang pergi, takde pun kene mende-mende camtu. The only setback we had was when we first arrived and we stopped at the wrong station. Haish~~ Wat nyusahkan Mahir dengan Syaz je. Sorry korang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we stayed at Mahir and Syaz's home. Besar betul tempat dorang!! Jealous! Huhu... Met some more people.. Shana and Zila. But, they were all busy with their exams and classes so we had to jalan-jalan sendiri. So with the map from Syaz and the directions from Mahir, we went to see the Prague Castle, Charles Bridge, Vysehrad [die macam kubu ah. Penat boleh tahan gak ah jalan kat sini. Lagi-lagi lalu jalan Kasy Maty (betul ke tak entah eja die tu. Tapi literally kasi mati betul ah jalan tu. Penat!!! Huhu...)]  naik tower kat atas Petrin Hill. One word to describe Prague?? Beautiful! Seriously... I feel like I wanna go there again. So, siapa-siapa yang nak gi lagi kat sane, tell me ok?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAty4XCQbRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZtzFupWQTFY/s1600-h/P1010484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAty4XCQbRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZtzFupWQTFY/s320/P1010484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191369308056349970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The memorial at Petrin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, man... My 10 minutes' almost up! Ok, ok... Anyway, balik from Prague, we went to Augsburg again. Gi menghantui hidup Moooks kan.. Haha... Lagipun Taq dah tak tenteram sebab dah lama berpisah dengan Ehem!! So, kene ah balik sepantas mungkin. Masa nak sampai Augsburg ni rasa cam masuk Amazing Race. Kena kejar train sampai due kali!!! Haha... Lawak betul!! Naseb baik sempat! Kalau tak, merempat laa cause semua pun last train. Anyway, the next day we went to Neuschwannstein Castle. Lawa!!! Itu je ah ayat untuk describe tempat tu. haha... (Padahal dah tak larat nak type dah... =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SA3P_Gu68FI/AAAAAAAAALI/HXMvcCI4MXA/s1600-h/DSCF1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SA3P_Gu68FI/AAAAAAAAALI/HXMvcCI4MXA/s320/DSCF1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192034628474171474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Neuschwannstein Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last day at Germany was spent sekitar Augsburg je. Pergi uni Mooooks, gi city center skejap. Then, we made our way to Munich airport. Makan dulu and that was the end of our Easter trip. Semua selamat sampai ke Cork tanpa kecedaraan yang ketara, hanya kepokaian yang ketara. Tapi Taq diam ah dalam flight. Takpe... Kteorang paham. Haahhaa.. Anyway, thanks to Moooks, Cipeng, Jimah, Naim and Matnan for letting us loud girls into your house. Sorry nyusahkan!! And thanks again to everyone who made our trip soo much fun!! Tak rugi terlepas tengok Hujan perform. Huhu... (dalam nada makan hati sikit-sikit =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SA3P-2u68EI/AAAAAAAAALA/i04WUbuLj48/s1600-h/DSCF1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SA3P-2u68EI/AAAAAAAAALA/i04WUbuLj48/s320/DSCF1166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192034624179204162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Syah, anak pengetue, and Taq, yang sedang sedih, on the way to Munich Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Ade beberapa elemen tambahan di dalam cerita ini untuk menceriakan cerita. Ala, korang kan semua pandai main bluff. Pandai-pandai ah check! Haha... Harap maaf kepada sesiapa yang digunekan untuk tujuan-tujuan tersebut =P Owh, and kalo ade ape-ape typo ke sorry ah. Dah maleh nak check coz panjang sangat!! Haha... Owh, and sorry there's not a lot of pictures. Tak dapat semua lagi besides the ones from the Prague and Berlin trip. Alamak!! My 10 minutes' up (ye ker?? Macam dah lebih)!! Till then cuuuusss!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4741376428971663770?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4741376428971663770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/germany-and-prague-trip-recap-in-10mins.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4741376428971663770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4741376428971663770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/germany-and-prague-trip-recap-in-10mins.html' title='Germany and Prague Trip: Recap in 10mins (promise!)'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAtx2nCQbQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hvich1CyRhI/s72-c/volkfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4297537642306207825</id><published>2008-04-17T18:46:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:12:25.899+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>I Found Out... Hehe... Kantoi~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAeTERcqylI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6dHnpK7y-h8/s1600-h/1_375019180l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAeTERcqylI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6dHnpK7y-h8/s320/1_375019180l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190278797180193362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha... Lawak betul manusia ni kadang-kadang. Macam-macam kerenah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I just found out that two of my friends are dating each other. Malu-malu plak die nak cerita. Hehe... So, you might say nothing weird about that, right? But, the fact that the boy used to date (not just date... they had even talked about marriage) the girl's best friend and also the girl was the person who erm, well... kind of became the leader of the guy's hate club, makes it just a little bit awkward... Haih~~ Manusia and drama-drama mereka. Huhu... (and these two aren't the first couple I know that have gotten together in this situation)&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I'm happy for them! Ye ah, mesti ah tumpang gembira kan. At least they've found each other, regardless of what had happened in the past. Doa dorang dipanjangkan umur dalam keberkatan and diberikan jodoh bersama. Amiiiin!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, my point is... Kita tak tahu jodoh kita dengan siapa and bila. So, stop making such a big drama out of your entire life or relationship. Keep it simple. If it happens, it happens. Tak payah heartbroken sangat right? Cause remember that if it doesn't work out, then maybe there's something better waiting for you. You'd just have to wait. Allah know best... That we all have to remember. Mende-mende ni tak payah kejar sangat kan. It'll come when it comes. Pastu remember that eventhough it looks like there is no way in hell that your life is gonna turn around for the best, there must be a way. Because there is no burden that is given to each one of us that is beyond our capabilities (walaupun sekarang rasa cam nak meletup je sebab finals. Haih...) So, stop making such a big fuss about how your life is so screwed up compared to other people's and stop fussing about something that isn't supposed to be dramatic at all. Wat semak je kan... Your time for happiness will come. Kita jangan panic. Panic bukan picnic. Huhu... Akhir kata, selamat bercinta kepada rakan-rakan ku!! Jangan lupe card jemputan ok?? Lagi cepat, lagi bagus... Boleh menang hadiah honeymoon free tu... Hahahaha... Me?? Nah... Still waiting for that Mr. Right... *grins* Kalo tak pun, I'll just dedicate my life to WHO. Senang cerita... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, down there is one of my favourite song now. "I Found Out" by The Pigeon Detectives. Silalah layan vid clip yang semat and lawak itu =P Soundtrack untuk post ini. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05664802121645819 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KLjFe6MX5E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05664802121645819 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KLjFe6MX5E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KLjFe6MX5E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KLjFe6MX5E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4297537642306207825?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4297537642306207825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-found-out.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4297537642306207825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4297537642306207825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-found-out.html' title='I Found Out... Hehe... Kantoi~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAeTERcqylI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6dHnpK7y-h8/s72-c/1_375019180l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4679650813437124966</id><published>2008-04-15T08:43:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:08:20.204+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Boo...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days after I came back from my long trip, I started having this feeling of homesickness. Tak best langsung perasaan tu. Nak study takde mood. Nak makan pun cam tak selera. Nak pergi kuar rumah pun maleh. Ape lagi untuk bersosial dengan ramai-ramai orang kan. Maleh nak wat semua mende ah senang cite. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one of my friends asked me to watch satu series ni (dah banyak kali dah die suruh tengok. But, takde masa kan...=P). It's a Malaysian series. It's called 'Ghost' and it stars among others Cheryl Samad (yang sangat chomeyl!), Nazruddin Rahman (I swear his mole's distracting =P), Reefa, Carmen Soo (yang sangat hot. Sriously... Guys go check her out. Hahha...). But most importantly, Nas Muammar Zar (also known as Nas-t. Ala... the guy from KAMI yang jadi Abu tu..!!) IS in it!! In case some of you guys don't already know, he's one of the two guys I currently have a crush on. The other one?? Erm... Pierre Andre!! Hahahhahahaa... After watching this series and also because of other factors, suddenly my homesickness faded!! Weird... Maybe because tengok Nas-t terubat sikit kot, I dunno. But, I guess if it helps, then biar je ah. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAWzlBcqyjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fxooE96XAGs/s1600-h/ghoigt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAWzlBcqyjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fxooE96XAGs/s320/ghoigt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189751594239576626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so anyway, this series has 10 episodes in total. It's not a lot, naseb baik. Cause I don't do well with waiting and I don't really have the time to watch that much anyway now (finals is drawing near and I'm in a tight schedule to finish everything up! Cuak~~). And the season finale dah air dah pun. So, I got to watch every single episode without feeling frustrated sebab cerita tergantung. Anyway, the story is about an artiste that has died and can't apparently go to the other side because he was actually murdered and someone made it look like he died in an accident and he needs to know who did it so that he could move on. Eza (Cheryl Samad's character) is the only person who could see him and hence she goes out of her way to help him find the truth about how he died. Throw in a psycho fan, an affair, a powerful Datuk and a few love story here and there and then walla!! Recipe for a mystery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAWzlRcqykI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oZbwqlYe5ZM/s1600-h/nast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAWzlRcqykI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oZbwqlYe5ZM/s320/nast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189751598534543938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nas-t yang chomeyl n best!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi best ah crite ni. It's different from all the other Malaysian series I've watched before. It's sole idea is not revolved around romance alone but it's mainly about the mystery behind Zack Imran's (Naz's character) death. Memang suspense gak ah tengok but towards the end you could already guess who did it. Ala, macam game Mafia gak. Kita bunuh everyone and exclude them from the list of potential suspected killer and then you'd finally know the story already (semua pun nak praktikkan dalam game Mafia. Haha...). Ok, since I don't want to spoil the story for anyone, in case you do plan to watch it, I won't write any thing else about it. So, happy watching!! =D Owh, I've also included the trailer for the series just to give you a feel of how the story is. Enjoy!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-023543218050848158 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd7CMNlQl_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-023543218050848158 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd7CMNlQl_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-023543218050848158 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd7CMNlQl_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd7CMNlQl_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd7CMNlQl_0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4679650813437124966?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4679650813437124966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/boo.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4679650813437124966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4679650813437124966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/boo.html' title='Boo...!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SAWzlBcqyjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fxooE96XAGs/s72-c/ghoigt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7180692572738004860</id><published>2008-04-12T20:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:28:28.577+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Lazy Again~~ So, jom teka-teki!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back!!!&lt;br /&gt;And seperti biase, maleh nak tulis panjang-panjang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.... Like I said, I'm such a crappy blogger... Haih~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since like forever dah jawapan untuk teka-teki yang dah berkurun diletakkan tu tak dibagi-bagi lagi, I'm gonna give the answer~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dalam banyak-banyak ikan, ikan ape yang kuat?? (from Amin)&lt;br /&gt;    IKANo power center!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Dalam banyak-banyak ikan paus, ikan paus ape yang paling besar?? (from Sah)&lt;br /&gt;    Ikan paus salut tepung. (kan kalo kte goreng cam udang salut tepung ke, die jadi lagi besar dari&lt;br /&gt;    bse... =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  Dalam banyak-banyak air, air ape yang bile jatuh kat atas tanah, tak menyerap?? (from Haris I think)&lt;br /&gt;    Air yang dalam botol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Dalam banyak-banyak binatang, binatang ape yang paling banyak telur?? (teka-teki semi-lucah dari Ammar)&lt;br /&gt;    Singa yang cam dalam tarian singa tu.... kan ade ramai laki yang bawah die... so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ok, this one requires a whole lot of imagination coz situation die tak berape logik. Anyway, ada 3 batang pencil dalam satu pencil box ni. 2 jantan, 1 betina, tiba-tiba pencil betina tu mengandung. Masalahnye pencil jantan yang mana satu is responsible?? (from Fara)&lt;br /&gt;    Pencil yang takde rubber. Ok, kalo tak paham... Abaikan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sekarang tibalah masanya untuk teka-teki baru....&lt;br /&gt;1) Dalam banyak-banyak ular, ular ape yang ade bulu kening??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Makan pisang, tapi rasa strawberry... Ape mende tu...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Dalam banyak-banyak kotak... Kotak ape antara yang paling berdosa sekali??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua soklan teka-teki ni diberikan time gi travel kat Germany. Dak-dak Nurnberg yang kasi.&lt;br /&gt;So, silalah jawab eh kalo reti~~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7180692572738004860?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7180692572738004860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/lazy-again-so-jom-teka-teki.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7180692572738004860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7180692572738004860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/lazy-again-so-jom-teka-teki.html' title='Lazy Again~~ So, jom teka-teki!!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6484576315704878026</id><published>2008-04-01T02:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T02:48:12.316+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cauliklaffter news'/><title type='text'>Germany and Czech Here We Come!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GUOeGw2QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zRjQS1vu5KY/s1600-h/flights-alicante-murcia-nov-05.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GUOeGw2QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zRjQS1vu5KY/s320/flights-alicante-murcia-nov-05.3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184087622400661762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow would be the start of my Easter Trip to Germany and Czech. Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;Would stop first at Munich, going to Augsburg and then on the 4th we'd go to Berlin. That would then be followed by the Prague trip on the 6th and finally back again to Augsburg on the 8th before going back to Cork on the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya ingin mengambil kesempatan ini, untuk meminta jasa baik everyone who's reading this to pray for our safe journey (I'm travelling from Cork with 3 of my housemates) and just pray that there won't be any drama this time around. Seriously, tak larat dah ngan drama-drama bile nak travel ni.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I won't forget my passport...&lt;br /&gt;Pray that my flights won't be delayed...&lt;br /&gt;Pray that none of our luggages would be stranded anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;Pray that the weather would be ok...&lt;br /&gt;Just pray that we go through this trip without any major glitches ok?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... Back to packing now!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-6484576315704878026?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6484576315704878026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/germany-and-czech-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6484576315704878026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6484576315704878026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/04/germany-and-czech-here-we-come.html' title='Germany and Czech Here We Come!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GUOeGw2QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zRjQS1vu5KY/s72-c/flights-alicante-murcia-nov-05.3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-971277852283650134</id><published>2008-03-30T19:46:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:35:31.316+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Cork Games Over!! Phew~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdullilah~~ Finally, we're done with Cork Games that we've been planning and fussing about since I don't even remember when. Banyak btul masalah yang timbul. Here are the list of all the dramas of Cork Games:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) First of all regarding the date... Dah berape banyak kali kteorang tukar just for the sake of satisfying everyone's wishes. Mula-mula nak buat 25th March, pastu ade a few uni yang dah habes cuti, so we changed it to 29th March, cause it's a Saturday. Since we changed the date and it's a weekend, netball had to be done somewhere else cause the trampoline club wants to use the Mardyke Hall and since the university had some sengal policy that any sports club would override any other organization in terms of reservation, netball masih terumbang ambing. Sedey!! Pastu dapat pulak tahu yang date die clash with another activity that's done in Dublin. Pening sekejap ah gak pasal mende-mende tu. But, in the end, both activities were still done on schedule. No major conflicts (well... none that I know of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Then, finally dah confirm place kat The Farm. Both soccer and netball was going to be done at the same place. Lega~~ Sekali die kasi 6 pitches. Lepas tu, 'netball' punya tiang pun dah siap beli sume. Because everyone was busy with exams and everything, we all accepted it with of course a warm welcome. Abes hilang tension jap pikir pasal Cork Games ni. Then, after the exams it was the start of the Easter Break. Everyone was on holidays till Monday. On Tuesday, Moooks went to check the field to ask the grasskeeper which one of the field they had given us. And right there and then, they canceled the reservation because apparently, some kind of league had started and they had just known on Monday, so due to yes, their sengal policy, we got override less than 4 days before the Cork Games!!! So much for 6 pitches!! Everyone was going crazy at that time. We can't book anywhere else cause it's too late. Lastly, we had to resort to using the Lidl playground for netball. Yup... we had to use a PUBLIC place with no netball facilities with the risk of rain and other people disrupting our tournament. Terase seperti nak give up je ngan mende ni. But, cubaan... We still went on. Football pulak kena tukar date ari Ahad cause they could only get the field for the tournament on Sunday. Hantar e-mail nak tukar date, ade yang tak puas hati. Logic ah kan... I'd be one of those people yang tak puas hati gak kalo tukar last minute if I wasn't the organizer. So, we changed the date back to the original plan, 29th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) There was a little ray of hope when the boys succeeded in getting The Farm for the tournament on Saturday. I don't know how exactly this miracle happened. But, apparently, according to Moooks, they got it through pure begging (oh, and making the people in charge feel totally guilty =P) But, netball had to still be done at the LIDL playground. The night before, after all the commotion have finally settled, we were concerned about netball. Cause it's hard to conquer the whole place all day long because it's a public place. Yes, it's based on first come, fist serve, but still... Kteorang pun pasrah je ah. Cause there was no where else we could do it. The night before, we wanted to get the 'netball' goal posts ready. As we were about to get it assembled, Siti and I just gaped at the size of the net. It was HUGE!! Macam 4 bola netball kot bley masuk dalam tu! Seriously, I could not imagine us ever using that tiang!! Masa tu, sekali lagi rasa cam nak give up je... Haih~~ Tapi it's like a few hours before Cork Games start, so, we decided not to assemble it and just use the basketball court at the playground. Memang menyedihkan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Then, during the day of the tournament, I was already down because of the weather. Yeah, it was raining like mad and the wind didn't help either. But the positive side of it is that no one would come to the playground and disrupt our game if it's raining. By the time it was 10 o'clock, the rain had stopped. Phew~~ So, after getting the court ready (drawing the lines with chalk, tolak-tolak air sikit~~ haih~~) we started the games. Everything was fine until the rain came again! During that time, my team was playing, tak nak macam nak pengsan pulak kan dengan hujan-hujan tu. Dah ah dengan angin! Tolak bola ke kiri, bola melayang ke kanan! Nak shoot pun tak boleh... Adoi~~ Memang cubaan ah. So, we stopped the game for a while since there was no point in playing with the weather like that. Semua duduk bawah khemah yang dah dipasang dengan usaha yang sangat kuat! Haha... Last-last, one of the besi for the khemah patah! Memang sedey ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GNN-Gw2NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rC5tTQcIjsQ/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GNN-Gw2NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rC5tTQcIjsQ/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184079917229332690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Team: Ape2 Je!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) With the rain constantly hogging the limelight, we still proceeded with the games. It was my junior's team to play. They were short of one player, so I played for their team. Without having finished one half of the match, one of my juniors suddenly fell down. The game was stopped. Everyone was going to her saying, "Nape?? Cram ke??" And she replied, "Tak... Lutut ni sakit!!" So, we lifted her pants up and yeah, anyone could see that her kneecap was busted pretty bad. It was positioned towards the outside. Gile sakit!! But, Nad was sooo strong! She didn't even cry! So, after waiting a good 20 minutes or so (siap Nad sempat nak pengsan and bangun balik lagi) baru ah ambulance datang. Took her to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GPN-Gw2OI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-8_MhqTYtSs/s1600-h/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GPN-Gw2OI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-8_MhqTYtSs/s320/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184082116252588258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nad diculik oleh para paramedic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;6) The match still went on. The crazy rain and wind came and went as they please. Then, I heard the news that Nad did dislocate her kneecap and she had to wear a cast and use tongkats to walk around. Dah la nak gi traveel ngan Mak die on the 3rd of April!! Sian btul!!~~ But, anyway, we managed to finish the finals and everything. There were a few sesi emo before and after the finals which kind of disrupted the whole "bestnya-dah-nak- abes-Cork Games-feeling". Now, I'm the kind of person who is easily affected if someone goes shouting or anything else that involves people fighting, etc. So, yeah, I was afraid when the few people got fighting and crying during the finals. But, the tournament finished and we got 3rd place!! And I was the emcee for the prize giving ceremony (antara kerja-kerja senang vice pres =P) and seriously, I don't know why, but I seriously have the memory of a goldfish!! Salah announce "Best Player"!!! Malu betul!!! Padahal baru bincang like in the few 5 minutes. Huhu... Srius malu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Pastu now, kerja mengemas and post-mortem pulak!! Adoi~~ Penatnya!! Kaki semua dah lenguh-lenguh, jalan cam ntah pape. Huhu... Lawak betul!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GPx-Gw2PI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BpzAQ9lwi1o/s1600-h/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GPx-Gw2PI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BpzAQ9lwi1o/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184082734727878898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Center bercekak pinggang saja. Isk3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, so I guess that's about it regarding the Cork Games and it's various drama. Banyak lagi sebenarnye, but we'll keep it at that. Huhu... Eventhough it's already the compressed version, tp macam dah tulih banyak sangat ni =P Anyway, just wanna say thanks to all who got involved and helped make it a success. And also, congrats to all the winners and get well soon Nad!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;*will put some pictures when I get them*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-971277852283650134?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/971277852283650134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/cork-games-over-phew.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/971277852283650134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/971277852283650134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/cork-games-over-phew.html' title='Cork Games Over!! Phew~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R_GNN-Gw2NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rC5tTQcIjsQ/s72-c/DSC_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4851644169007938207</id><published>2008-03-26T15:21:00.010Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T09:23:30.592Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><title type='text'>Thanx kowghang!! So cute!!! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, so maybe most of you guys already know that I am studying medicine now and yeah, I'm intending (given that everything runs smoothly, insyaAllah) to specialize in paediatrics. So, when I found this really cool charity website promoting the well-being of underprivileged kids,(I don't remember where exactly I found it. Probably just stumbled upon it. Dah jodoh~~ =P), I was really excited. Anyway, it's a Malaysian based charity and it helps children (basically budak-budak sekolah rendah la) from different backgrounds (anak-anak yatim, disabled and abandoned children, HIV positive kids, etc.) to generate money for them to get through life as normally as we privileged people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've a website which you can see if you're interested. It gives you the opportunity to sponsor a child and also sign up as a volunteer. Basically they're trying to promote transparency in charity, which is how it should be. Takde ah huge gigantic cheques  with the amount printed on it with the hugest font ever telling the whole Malaysia how much they are sponsoring. Whatever happened to just plain ikhlas sedekah?? Anyway, that's another issue. Back to talking bout CaC (short for Click a Child)... CaC have also organized a few concerts to benefit this charity and they have a few more coming up. &lt;a href="http://www.clickita.com/index.html"&gt;Click here to get more info from their website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally into this whole program and since I'm still a student, I don't think sponsoring would be such a great idea. But being a volunteer sounds like fun. And they have a few branches in Selangor and also a branch in USJ which is kind of near my house. Maka dengan ini, akan terisilah cuti summer saya dengan (hopefully!) aktiviti-aktiviti volunteering ni. Main-main ngan dorang ke... Hmmm... Maybe I could spread the Mafia game wave to these kids as well!! Haha... Yer, dah gile ngan game Mafia now. Sme Moooks pnye psal! Ok-ok kembali ke pangkal jalan!! As I was saying, macam best je jadi volunteer ni. My summer holidays before this pun (baru sekali je kot... Macam dah banyak kali je. Huhu...) asyik berjalan-jalan je keje kan, baik tulun sikit-sikit. Naseb baik gak jumpe this website. I was worried how I was going to spend my long holidays since most of my friends have started their practicals and all. So, with this, I'd get to fill up my time with doing something that I love plus my mum won't be complaining as much if I go out since I won't be going where I usually go (perabih duit gi makan, tengok movie, shopping!=P). It's a win-win situation!! Hehe... So, I was thinking bout contacting those people when I'm already back in Malaysia. If I'm here, I won't be of much help rasanya. Anyway, jom ah ramai-ramai kite memvolunteerkan diri!! If you're free and don't have much else to do, pe salahnye spend a few hours with them. They'd sure appreciate it and you would certainly get this as a reward: Thanx kowghang!!! Terase sangat berbaloi!!~~ =P&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me?? Then, watch the video down there and you'll get what I mean. So cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-043841740525785644 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0824526268045465 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0014035786921388849 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0014035786921388849 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0014035786921388849 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0014035786921388849 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0014035786921388849 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JiWCkqfuhjc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4851644169007938207?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4851644169007938207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanx-kowhang-so-cute.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4851644169007938207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4851644169007938207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanx-kowhang-so-cute.html' title='Thanx kowghang!! So cute!!! =)'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1105639794227639429</id><published>2008-03-23T01:51:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:37:39.013Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>M.A.F.I.A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R-djJ-Gw2MI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vjfxi9Ii5_8/s1600-h/mafia_082902_160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R-djJ-Gw2MI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vjfxi9Ii5_8/s320/mafia_082902_160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181218919254382786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mafia... that's the most famous game right now in Cork (ok, not really in Cork, among me and my friends at least. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;Since the start of the holidays (which was 3 days ago), I've played mafia in every get-together that have happened. I guess I was the main reason they played it cause every time hangout je,&lt;br /&gt;"Wei, korang jom ah men mafia!! Mafia, mafia!! Tak nak ah men poker ni, kte kan ramai..." Semangat~~ haha... Pastu, since everyone already knows how to play, setiap kali pun sure nak men Mafia ni. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to anyone who doesn't know how it's played, I'm gonna try to explain it as simple as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the game Mafia is best played with a lot of people. But, since a lot of our friends went to the spring camp and also already went to their separate holiday destinations, most of the time, we only have about 9 to 10 people. Which is fine, but it makes the game go kind of fast, since we can only have one killer. What's a killer?? Ahaa... The killer is the most essential role in the game. He/she gets to kill whoever they want to. Then, there's the role of the doctor, who can heal anyone they wishes to (usually when I play, the doctors are always selfish and always save their OWN self!! Bahaya future doctors cani. And selalunya Nad ah jadi doctor and sebab die selalu sangat save diri sendiri and atas pengaruh Pe'e, kteorg pun vote kuar doctor-doctor selfish ni. Huhu... Sorry Nad!! Eventhough dah merayu, "Ala... please ah jangan kuarkan aku!! Aku selamatkan orang lain la lepas ni. Please ah jangan kuarkan aku!!", tapi still kne vote kuar. Haha... Lawak-lawak!!) Then there's also the spy/seeker. He/she plays a role in seeking out who they think is the killer and it's up to them to either reveal their identity (and risk being killed by the killer if they don't succeed in making the others believe they're the seeker. Setakat ni men, memang dorang ske je nak ngaku jadi seeker. Seeker penipu paling kurang berjaya adalah Kamil. Dah ah at that time I was the killer and he said I wasn't the killer and I was ready to make him my ally. Pastu smeorg vote him out cause muke tak boleh caye. Aisey~) or just play silent. Strategy penting... =P So, the other people besides the 3 roles that I mentioned, would be ordinary people. Ready to be killed... (everyone besides the killer and doctor, if they always heal themselves, can be killed in this game) And we also have one storyteller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the game usually starts after all the players get their roles. Then, the storyteller would ask everyone to sleep (meaning, close their eyes! The game is soo much fun if no one cheats. Seriously... =P) And then, the killer would be called to open their eyes and choose whoever they want to kill and close their eyes again. Then, the doctor would be called to open their eyes and can choose whoever they want to save and close their eyes again. Finally, the seeker would be called to open their eyes and guess who they think is the killer and then before they close their eyes, the storyteller would show some signs of whether they got it right or wrong (and only the spy/seeker and the storyteller would know about this). After that, everyone would wake up and the storyteller would say whether someone has 'died' or not. The remaining players have to discuss who they want to vote off the game, meaning vote who they think is the killer. Owh, but 'dead' people can't say anything after they've been killed. So, whoever is mentioned during the discussion would be singled out to be voted off. Only one person would be voted off for each round. So, for each round, given that a person is killed too, there would be two people who would be out of the game. Then if the players still haven't voted off the killer, the game would continue. Following the same steps as before, until the killer is caught or until the killer is left with another player only. It all involves a lot of convincing, defending and yes... acting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to anyone who haven't tried playing this game, seriously try it!! It's really great for a get-together. Unless you have another game to play (like wii ke... Kteorang dah ade wii pun still men Mafia. Huhu...), just try it! Guaranteed satisfaction! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1105639794227639429?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1105639794227639429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/mafia.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1105639794227639429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1105639794227639429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/mafia.html' title='M.A.F.I.A'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R-djJ-Gw2MI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vjfxi9Ii5_8/s72-c/mafia_082902_160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-984057838491676919</id><published>2008-03-20T19:16:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:29:00.726Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>FREEDOM!!! (ok... not really~~)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YEAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished my exams!!!! Easter break is officially ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;Owh, wait...&lt;br /&gt;I've got the Cork Games to see to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BH logbooks and essay to finish up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ECDL project to pass up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer exams to think about!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceh~~ So much for the holidays~~~  huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*will be updating more after this =)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-984057838491676919?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/984057838491676919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/freedom-ok-not-really.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/984057838491676919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/984057838491676919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/freedom-ok-not-really.html' title='FREEDOM!!! (ok... not really~~)'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3374098789174442665</id><published>2008-03-13T19:59:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:46:50.111Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><title type='text'>Through Their Eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found this really cool website a few months back that claims to donate rice  to end world hunger. At first, I thought it was just one of those scams.  I was skeptical at first. The website involves you answering word questions. I mean, how can a word game help in ending world hunger? It just seems so dubious. Not until a few days ago that is, when I saw an RTE news report that highlighted the website's successful help in elevating(if not a lot, at least a little bit) the starvation issue in the world, especially in Africa, did I finally believed the integrity of the website. And since I just recently learned about malnutrition and malabsorption, this issue is something I've recently been reminded about (eventhough tak kuar soalan pasal mende ni langsung time exam tadi. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works like this. The website donates 20 grains of rice through the UN World Food Program each time you (yes, you!) answer a correct word question. Simple! And it's a win-win situation; you learn new words and people who are starving would get free rice. So, since most of us won't bear the thought of parting with our money, this is the least that we could do to help those people who are less fortunate than us. There are so many of them out there and seriously we can't even imagine living a minute in their shoes. We've become so accustomed to living in luxury that we tend to forget that there are people who not only have to work hard to get food, but would settle for anything really, just to survive. Yeah, to survive... They don't have the luxury to think about a 3-course meal, fruits, etc, they just want something (even though tak sedap) just to give them energy to live another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so used to living in luxury that sometimes we tend to forget to appreciate the things we're blessed with. We don't have to work hard to get food (ok, I don't mean our parents who work their asses off to put food on our plates, I mean, we as in me and you guys who get money from MARA, JPA, Petronas, our parents, etc without really having to put physical work into it) so we should at least show our gratitude by not complaining (ye ah, jangan ah complain kalo housemates ke mak ke masak tak sedap, at least ade food=P) and try not to waste the food we're blessed with. Ingat, sebutir nasi adalah umpama setitik peluh pekebun! (I don't why that phrase always grosses me out. Huhu... But, you get the point) So stop complaining about how you're too skinny or you're too fat, at least you're still living and food is everywhere for you to just eat without you having to feel a second of starvation. Ni perut berbunyi sikit dah bising kelaparan (mengutuk diri sendiri sebenarnye =P) So anyway, I've put the link down there and also a clip I found in Youtube about world hunger and suffering in general if you still don't understand the relevance of this issue. Really sad clip... Akhir kata, marilah kite bermain game ni (bile free je ok?? Jangan sampai tak belajar plak. Huhu...)  so that we can also lend our fat helping hand to help elevate world hunger, while enriching our vocabulary!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freerice.com/"&gt;Click here to play and donate&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-007683516701102722 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsTu-rIWQ_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-007683516701102722 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsTu-rIWQ_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-007683516701102722 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsTu-rIWQ_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-007683516701102722 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsTu-rIWQ_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsTu-rIWQ_0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsTu-rIWQ_0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3374098789174442665?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3374098789174442665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/through-my-eyes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3374098789174442665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3374098789174442665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/through-my-eyes.html' title='Through Their Eyes...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6455411896066822159</id><published>2008-03-09T19:39:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:10:37.989Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><title type='text'>A Wave of Change??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R9RC7rcHFUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cwuVRvYzrgQ/s1600-h/Tsunami+Wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R9RC7rcHFUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cwuVRvYzrgQ/s320/Tsunami+Wave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175835464795886914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, the title's a dead give away about the topic that I'm going to write about.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, mesti la pasal the recently concluded Malaysian 12th General Election. Ape lagi~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in many years, I was actually anxious about the results and kept asking people about it(because I couldn't get my hands on the updated result. Malaysiakini tak nak penuh plak server kan...) And the results were really surprising!! I mean, I've expected the opposition parties to be stronger this year but they exceeded far beyond anyone could imagine(ceh.. cakap macam jadi political analyst je=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 5 states and the Federal Territory of Kuala Lumpur are now under the opposition party's ruling. And 3 of those states have some connection with me. Selangor my hometown is under PKR, Perak(my mother's hometown) is under DAP and Kedah(my father's hometown) is under PAS. What a combination!! Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, at first I was a bit doubtful... I mean, ok I've never known how the opposition party would lead so, since this would effect me in some way or another(hey, I do come back to Malaysia even if it's for three months during the summer!=P), I have to care.I even said yesterday to a few friends of mine: "Wei... takut wei. Ape la nanti jadi kat Selangor sume. I wanna go back this summer to the same Selangor that I've gotten used too!!" And they calmed me down by saying: "Takpe... Kite kene yakin!! Kalau ni yang terbaik... Kite just yakin n doa je..." Yes, I've always been one of those people who's resistant to change. My bad... I know. So, now I'm just anticipating the changes that would happen. By the way, I don't really know what's happening really in Malaysia(the suffering because of high petrol prices, poverty, etc), so my opinions can't really be accounted for(yer... saya budak baru belajar. Huhu...).  But, essentially, change is what we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kudos to all Malaysians!! I think they have all voiced out their opinions through the election.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the new Malaysian government would be a better one!&lt;br /&gt;And let's all just pray that this wave of change would benefit everyone and this is really what Malaysians want and need. Amin...!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: No, I'm not turning into a politically inclined person. Just writing what I think about the result since it's such a hot topic! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-6455411896066822159?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6455411896066822159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/wave-of-change.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6455411896066822159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6455411896066822159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/wave-of-change.html' title='A Wave of Change??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R9RC7rcHFUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cwuVRvYzrgQ/s72-c/Tsunami+Wave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3166145903967220328</id><published>2008-03-06T19:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-04-17T16:42:31.847+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Missing... =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's true when people say absence make the hearts go fonder.&lt;br /&gt;When I started studying in Ireland, I miss Malaysia[the people(especially my family and friends), the food, the weather, the shopping complexes, the food(yes again... tu yang balik Summer terus tembam tu=P)]&lt;br /&gt;I've always known about Malaysian issues back even before I came here. I just love Malaysian newspapers and spend a couple of hours just reading it from page to page(well, except the eulogies, classifieds, business sections. Dork?? Yeah, I know. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm here I start to know some indie Malaysian bands and I start watching Malaysian TV series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I'm missing Malaysia so much and I'm in my exam mode, one of my friend gave me a link to this new reality TV show. It's called "Raja Lawak" and these kind of lawak-lawak sengal is what I'm missing right now. Not the usual matured jokes I keep hearing in class. Huhu... Anyway, my fav contestant?? Nabil by far...!! Eventhough gaya cakap agak 'rempit', but he's a genuine joker!! Huhu.... Here's two of my favourite episodes.&lt;br /&gt;*can't wait till the 5th of June!!! Mahu balik!!!=(*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-015950833485047822 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/mz8y9hQw8NI"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mz8y9hQw8NI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mz8y9hQw8NI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-015950833485047822 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XBiLMEGVco"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XBiLMEGVco"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XBiLMEGVco" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3166145903967220328?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3166145903967220328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/missing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3166145903967220328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3166145903967220328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/missing.html' title='Missing... =('/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3288817775806065376</id><published>2008-03-04T16:10:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:51:40.111Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>It's My Birthday~~ =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R818MqagVVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/S-PY2xV4VTA/s1600-h/P1010267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R818MqagVVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/S-PY2xV4VTA/s320/P1010267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173928103904302418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the 3rd of March was my birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another year added to my age, another year wiser?? Hopefully~~ =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, think this year's celebration is as memorable as the others.&lt;br /&gt;Went on a roadtrip with my batch(well, majority of them anyway) and Bob(aka Borhan for KKBians, who came all the way from Galway), Jurai, Nabila(who both came all the way from the States) and also Buchuk(who came all the way from Germany).&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we had a little KKB 'reunion' here in Cork. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Dah ah naik kete sama-sama sibuk bercerita pasal KKB memories and gelak-gelak tak ingat diri. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8160aagVTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UoRL9kdOuZ4/s1600-h/DSCF0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8160aagVTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UoRL9kdOuZ4/s320/DSCF0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173926587780846898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday cake?? Oreo cheesecake!!!&lt;br /&gt;I actually had no idea that Syah, Ille and Ecah actually menipu konon-konon nak buat Stats the day before because they went to bake a cake for me~~ Auuuwww.... Sweet~~ huhu...&lt;br /&gt;Then, Moookss also gave me a mug which according to him and Syakur has a character on it that resembles me~~ Haih... Dah memang rabun btul dorang ni. Eventhough asyik hujan je keje and hampa tak dapat makan nasi goreng Wami masak sebab basi, I enjoyed the trip. Sangat best!! Tapi balik-balik dah penat cam ape je. Rasa cam nak pengsan... So, sorry everyone who called me and either was rejected or I didn't hear the sound of my phone. Tak sengaja!!!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R817jaagVUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/69ULjhk9C2o/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R817jaagVUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/69ULjhk9C2o/s320/IMG_0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173927395234698562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next day, my usrah mates gave another surprise. They ordered pizza and also cooked loads of special stuff(especially Taq yang membake cake dengan menggunakan garfu sebagai mixer and kaki untuk mengacau adunan semasa study group. Rupe paras cake tu seperti cake yang telah dipack hebat and dijual secara besar-besaran di kedai-kedai berhampiran. Hebat tak hebat la Taq ni. Huhu....) Then, I got a birthday card (eventhough it says "Happy Birthday Mummy!!", trime je ah =P) and a frame. Sangat lawa and sangat best~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I had a really great birthday this year, like always. Have to remember to be as matured as my age sounds. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to everyone who made it sooo much fun!! Love you guys loads!!~~~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I found from Blogthings~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Birthdate: March 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more than a big ball of energy - you are a big ball of hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always on the go, but you don't have a type a personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of channeling your energy into work, you instead go for fun and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witty and verbal, you can have an interesting conversation with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your larger than life imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You tend to be pretty scattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Lime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Lightening bolt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3288817775806065376?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3288817775806065376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-my-birthday-p.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3288817775806065376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3288817775806065376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-my-birthday-p.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday~~ =P'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R818MqagVVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/S-PY2xV4VTA/s72-c/P1010267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-2402610945135990729</id><published>2008-02-26T18:33:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-02-27T07:18:55.277Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><title type='text'>Elections... Should We Care??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seems like the only thing people talk about these days(among Malaysians mostly) is the general election coming up really, really soon in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to give a shot at writing about this very obscure topic.&lt;br /&gt;Not only the people in Malaysia are getting restless because of this, students studying outside of Malaysia are getting worked up about it too (well, generally most of them are. The rest either don't care or care because they worry about their scholarship status if an alternative party wins)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't know much about Malaysian politics but I thought I'd try writing what I think(note the word I, meaning this is purely my point of view. No effect from a third party. Huhu...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From as long as I can remember, I have always thought of politics as being too corrupted(from the stories I've heard and watching a double dose of Prison Break. PB memang boleh menpsychokan orang =P) I do not understand it because it was just waaay too complicated and by the time I came here, my knowledge about Malaysian politics were the ones I learnt from Sejarah lessons, the BTN camp, from what people have told me and also from the few readings I have done. Thankfully, I wasn't left in that state of constant ignorance. I've received a lot of input since coming here from various sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, from the perspective of an amateur, I think that we should care about the election because it effects us, no matter what. It's our country and by being ignorant it wouldn't mean that you're not a part of it. Right now, I think Malaysians are in a state where everyone wants a change. They feel like the government we have now is not enough to support their needs and don't have the capability to make our country move forward. I personally believe(haha... teringat kat Miss ape ntah punye contestant tu...) that yes, we do need a change, but right now, I just don't see any party capable of bringing that change. Not the one ruling now(maybe because they've been winning since forever and don't feel the need to change anything..??), not the other alternatives that we have already. Note: I've never experienced how other alternative parties rule or what exactly is their plan towards bringing a change to Malaysia. But, that's my bad I guess, I was always wrapped around this safe bubble back at home where I don't feel the need before to think about these things. As long as I'm doing ok, my family's fine, then the government must be doing ok. But, after bursting the bubble I see that there's still a lot more things that aren't ok in other parts of Malaysia. Poverty, corruption, etc. Just because you're doing ok doesn't mean the rest of Malaysia is doing ok too. Just note that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, if there's no other party that is capable of bringing a change to Malaysia, who else could take over?? This of course I have no idea to... All I know is that we seriously need a fresh breeze and eventhough most of us are afraid of what would happen if that fresh breeze do come, we just want to feel it. Then, we can make assessments and comparisons. There's no other way to be better than what we are today if we just sat complacently right?? Even if the same party wins, there has to be some changes made. And we, as the future leaders of Malaysia should feel the need to want to change Malaysia in every positive way someday. So, be the future fresh breeze for Malaysians!! Selamat mengundi(kepada  yang boleh mengundi) semua!!! (semangat tak??=P) Owh, enjoy the clip below. Hilarious...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09231209911721568 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/DS3FMemnA-s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09231209911721568 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/DS3FMemnA-s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09231209911721568 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/DS3FMemnA-s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09231209911721568 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/DS3FMemnA-s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DS3FMemnA-s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DS3FMemnA-s&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-2402610945135990729?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2402610945135990729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/elections-should-we-care.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2402610945135990729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2402610945135990729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/elections-should-we-care.html' title='Elections... Should We Care??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-2702354858369232782</id><published>2008-02-24T09:06:00.011Z</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:09:06.656Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Cameras, cameras, cameras~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, dah malas nak type.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm just uploading some pics of the few activities I've done since coming back from the winter break~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GRh1jkzWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vi6dD3O1EF4/s1600-h/PIC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GRh1jkzWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vi6dD3O1EF4/s320/PIC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170573857696042338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tengah-tengah ice rink pun smpat nak bergamba. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GQVVjkzVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WbChu8tCFmw/s1600-h/P9180027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GQVVjkzVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WbChu8tCFmw/s320/P9180027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170572543436049746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bowling... Muke-muke loser sme ni. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GSEVjkzXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6-uUEjjltEQ/s1600-h/IMG_6202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GSEVjkzXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6-uUEjjltEQ/s320/IMG_6202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170574450401529202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aktiviti merepek di Belfast (Winter trip with M04Ms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GSv1jkzYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8XHkxZdbU0s/s1600-h/P2170027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GSv1jkzYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8XHkxZdbU0s/s320/P2170027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170575197725838722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone's happy when I drive (haha...) at Connamara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GTR1jkzZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GKiVmXg4UCE/s1600-h/P2200050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GTR1jkzZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GKiVmXg4UCE/s320/P2200050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170575781841390994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Malaysian booth during ICW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GUMVjkzaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pcPiNa67FIQ/s1600-h/P2210075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GUMVjkzaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pcPiNa67FIQ/s320/P2210075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170576786863738274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, ICW and IAW dah abes~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GVJ1jkzbI/AAAAAAAAAII/sNS5U3IK0B4/s1600-h/P9290061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GVJ1jkzbI/AAAAAAAAAII/sNS5U3IK0B4/s320/P9290061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170577843425693106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, back to studying!! (with my study group mates~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-2702354858369232782?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2702354858369232782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/cameras-lights-smile.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2702354858369232782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2702354858369232782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/cameras-lights-smile.html' title='Cameras, cameras, cameras~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GRh1jkzWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vi6dD3O1EF4/s72-c/PIC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-2254014436829390549</id><published>2008-02-22T22:17:00.010Z</published><updated>2008-02-23T10:01:11.696Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Pukang..?? Temeh..?? Tamah?? Temah...?? Timah..!!! Huhu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R7_sRVjkzUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/p_E22wYy0WY/s1600-h/confused.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R7_sRVjkzUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/p_E22wYy0WY/s320/confused.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170110679832907074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it just me or do you guys wonder too what exactly is the meaning behind words like: Lintang pukang, Remeh temeh, Ramah tamah, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, yeah, we're trained to understand those words as a whole, meaning that remeh temeh means something trivial.&lt;br /&gt;But, what does temeh means?? Pukang?? Tamah??&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about these things when during one of our usrah sessions(datang usrah tak semestinya dapat input Islamic je rite??=P) Anyway, my housemates kept on using these fancy words and I as always, keep on interrupting them mid-sentence dengan bertanya-tanya what exactly does those words mean.&lt;br /&gt;Gune ayat simple sudah. Huhu... Yes, I sometimes wonder too why I care about these insignificant stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I generate these wanting to know more attitude when I was a kid??&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak, sure dah boleh irritate the Malay teachers with my questions. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could just imagine the situation:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cikgu, apa maksud perkataan pukang, temeh semua ni cikgu??&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Perkataan-perkataan ini tiada maksud yang sebenar. Tetapi hanya ada maksud apabila digandingkan bersama perkataan-perkataan lain. Sebagai contoh, pukang digandingkan bersama lintang, lintang pukang barulah ada maksud.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tapi cikgu... Mana boleh ade perkataan yang takde maksud. Mesti ade punya. Takkan ah orang yang reka perkataan-perkataan ni memang reka die tanpa ade maksud? Boleh eh camtu?? Cikgu confirm die takde maksud??(yer, yer jer cakap camni ngan cikgu. Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Perkataan-perkataan ini hanyalah untuk menegaskan dan menguatkan maksud sebenar perkataan yang digandingkan bersamanya.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tapi cikgu...&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Jangan risau, tak akan disoal di dalam periksa anda.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Owh, ye ker?? Oklah camtu...(and sambung berbual dengan membe sebelah. Padahal, tanya in the first place pun sebab kantoi berbual-bual time cikgu mengajar. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm just crapping there. Segala dialog-dialog dan explaination yang diberikan oleh cikgu itu adalah rekaan semata-mata. Don't know whether it's true or not. Siapa yang terer BM and boleh explain, amatlah dialu-alukan. Huhu... Time suruh belajar BM, tak minat, sekarang orang suruh belajar medic, sibuk pasal BM. Adoi~~ Nak wat cane. Dah terpikir =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: You've just wasted 5 minutes of your precious time reading this post. Mesti menyesal. Hahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-2254014436829390549?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2254014436829390549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/pukang-temeh-tamah-temah-timah-huhu.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2254014436829390549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2254014436829390549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/pukang-temeh-tamah-temah-timah-huhu.html' title='Pukang..?? Temeh..?? Tamah?? Temah...?? Timah..!!! Huhu...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R7_sRVjkzUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/p_E22wYy0WY/s72-c/confused.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1521311403150071453</id><published>2008-02-19T22:59:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:19:21.615Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Hardcore Tiredness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The IAW (Islamic Aspiration Week) has come to an end. I've received a lot of input and it really amazes me each time that there are so many things that I don't know or have forgotten about and should remind myself a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now the ICW (International Cultural Week) has started and although I'm not among those in charge of this but if it involves your country, of course you'd want to lend a helping hand in promoting it and giving a good impression of it to others. Just now, the exhibition started and there were a lot of people who came to our booth. Owh, by the way, the ICW does not only present Malaysian culture, it also showcases among others, the cultures from Kuwait, Saudi Arabia, France, China, India, Botswana, etc. But, the Malaysian booth did receive loads of visitors (maybe because we were among the few with food around, as one of the International Students' officer said to me jokingly, "Food attraction is always the best attraction!" Mana taknye, ade roti jala with curry, kuih lapis, curry puff, cucur and kek batik. There was this guy, whom I suspect did not have lunch yet before coming to our booth, he took a whole stack of roti jala before anyone had a chance to serve some for him. And after they poured him the curry to eat them with, he went straight on to devour them even before we had a chance to pass him the fork to eat it with. Pelahap!! Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anyway, our booth also had some traditional games displayed. We had congkak and sepak takraw among others. Since the congkak was set complete with the marbles, Ille and I sat down and played (orang dok sibuk melayan tetamu-tetamu yang datang nak tanya pasal Malaysia, kteorang sibuk main congkak plak. Haih~~ Ille, ille...=P) While we were busy playing, there were two friends who came and looked interested in what we were doing. Felicia(a Malaysian exchange student) was explaining to them what we were doing and then Ille and I showed them how to play it and asked them to play against one another. At first, they were kind of slow since they still haven't comprehended the whole concept of the game. But, after 5 minutes into the game, they were getting competitive and correcting each others mistakes and even some level of game insult was thrown once in a while... "Owh, your last marble was supposed to be here. Not there", "I'm a quick learner... That's why I'm winning." Haha... Panas je sorang lagi tu dengar. (that's them down there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GY0FjkzcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9PaBfSPfcAI/s1600-h/P9280143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GY0FjkzcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9PaBfSPfcAI/s320/P9280143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170581867810049474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we also had a performance. Unlike last year, Malaysia was the only country that had a live performance. A lot of my classmates came along to watch it and the 1st years did a great job! They had zapin, silat, dikir barat, kompang, sepak takraw, batu seremban and also congkak. It was really enjoyable and at times(most of the time for me=P) really funny! We even had some of our classmates come on stage to try the zapin. So, that marked the end of ICW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,(I think) we're not going to have any major events happening that would drain the energy out of me completely. I mean, seriously, setiap kali balik rumah, sure rase penat to a point where I would sometimes just lay on the bed and fall asleep a while later, without dinner and without changing into my pajamas. Serious, tak larat sampai macam tu!! And I'm not even one of the greatest contributors for all of these events. Just tolong sikit-sikit je.  All I know is that I'm sooo happy now that I can have my alone time again and for me to study for the next module(yes, peksa lagi... it's in a month's time pulak tu. Adoi...) So, kudos to all yang telah menjayakan events tu!! We rock!!! =)&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/5290888727693154001-1521311403150071453?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1521311403150071453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/hardcore-tiredness.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1521311403150071453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1521311403150071453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/hardcore-tiredness.html' title='Hardcore Tiredness'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R8GY0FjkzcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9PaBfSPfcAI/s72-c/P9280143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7323515612513253760</id><published>2008-02-17T21:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:36:34.371Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Crappy~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, I know, I'm such a crappy blogger.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like updating less and less these days.&lt;br /&gt;Busy with my studies, IAW and yeah, travelling~~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just got back from Connamara, Galway, following this program called 'MyVi (My Vision)'.&lt;br /&gt;What did we do there?? Well, basically besides getting the chance to meet my friends(Syaz came all da way from France!!! Owh... time kat Subang, takde plak nak hangout!! Huhu...) and enjoying the view, we had 'ceramahs' explaining the 'Syahadatul Haq' concept.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not going to explain it now. In the next post maybe. I've just arrived at Cork after 4 and a half hours drive(of course I didn't drive! Duh~~ Kak Di and Kak Yan alternately drove) So, anyway, pening pun tak hilang lagi. Nanti kang ajaran sesat plak~~ So, I'll just save it for later=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an eye-opening programme and I enjoyed it and would strongly suggest anyone who hasn't been to it to go. There's nothing to lose anyway. Ok, gotta stop now. I could hear an orchestra playing in my stomach (i.e: stomach grumbling- gaya Prof Heffron cakap. Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;P.S: to those people wanting me to post the answers to my teka-teki, the answer is NO!! Carik ah answers die sampai jumpa~~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7323515612513253760?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7323515612513253760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/crappy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7323515612513253760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7323515612513253760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/crappy.html' title='Crappy~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-8033443441398807672</id><published>2008-02-10T10:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:42:13.233Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Exam+classes+guest+birthday party + toothache+sakit mata+IAW + shopping + membuat kecoh di Brookfield+bowling + the never ending survey all in 1 week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have only realized yesterday while I was wondering why I was soo tired these past few days that I've just finished my exam last Monday and directly(after 30minutes of hot chocolate break) we had classes as usual.&lt;br /&gt;It's like as Faimee says: "Exams aren't everything! Do it and just get on with your life!!"&lt;br /&gt;Kalau senang tak pe la jugak kan... Haih~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went shopping. Konon-konon retail therapy. Dah la pokai!!&lt;br /&gt;But, knowing me, sekali dah kuar gi shopping, berlambak ah bawak balik!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I bought like 4 new clothes... Memang puas hati. 2 laa.. like 2 whole weeks tak kuar-kuar umah. Sekali kuar... Haih~~ I've seriously got to control this. Susah-susah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Wednesday, a friend of mine from Dublin came. It was her first time coming to Cork, so I had to make a good impression. Nanti kang tak nak datang lagi pulak kan?? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;So, we went jalan-jalan at UCC, showed her my university which was obviously waaay bigger than RCSI. Haha... And then, we went to the humble city of Cork.&lt;br /&gt;Since I have classes the following day and the weather's not that great, I couldn't bring her to the other more interesting places. So, sorry Hafsah!!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were invited to Ika's 3rd birthday party. She's the daughter of Kak Ros and one of the chef in Cork. It was fun because there were a lot of new people there(especially kanak-kanak comeyl) and the food was great!! Ade paru masak sambal, perut masak cili padi, ayam percik(ye ker?? dah lupe ah... sme mende pun makan je. Besides, one of my gigi belakang tu baru nak start tumbuh, so I was nursing a toothache. Haih... time-time ade food sedap-sedap la nak sakit gigi!!) and then there was sambal belacan dengan ulam and loads of other food!! To those living in Malaysia, maybe rasa biase je dengan food tadi. But, for us here, those are among the rare dishes and kalau dapat makan, memang best ah!!=P And when Ika was going to blow her candles on her cake, she was dressed as Snow White complete with a castle behind. Comeyl gle!! But, by the end of the day, she was exhausted and slept even before everyone went home. She looked just like Snow White after eating the poisonous apple... I even took her picture with my lousy camera phone. She was just to cute!!=) Owh, and I'm wearing my specs cause my right eye was red(probably cause I keep falling to sleep with my contacts on~~ Haih~~ Sume peksa and last minute studying punye pasal. Huhu....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R69vt1jkzSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OPYWfrBJ_-s/s1600-h/IMG043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R69vt1jkzSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OPYWfrBJ_-s/s320/IMG043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165470130878336290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R69wIVjkzTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/koil4fDzs80/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R69wIVjkzTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/koil4fDzs80/s320/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165470586144869682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: Ika the Snow White exhausted~~&lt;br /&gt;Below: Syakira and I.&lt;br /&gt;Both: Aren't they just adorable?? Nak anak please?? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, the next day I had classes, so Hafsah was left at home untuk menghiburkan diri sendiri. Huhu... Dah la, Miha and I membuat kecoh di Brookfield! Pergi bukak pintu yang tak patut dibukak and the alarm went off!! Haha... Tergopoh-gapah lari and dengan muke guiltynye gi report kat pak guard. The alarm wasn't turned off even after we had walked like 5 minutes away from the Brookfield!! Dah la kuat!! Rasa serba salah!! Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during the night, went to watch the screening of 'Occupation 101', a documentary about the never-ending battle between Palestinians and Israelis. How it started and all. It was really interesting and I'm gonna be writing a review about it after I've watched the whole movie. Hari tu CD die stuck and we then started with our meeting about IAW(Islamic Aspiration Week) which is gonna start next week! Biar betul~~ Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next day pulak, I participated in a bowling competition hosted by KUC(Kelab UMNO Cork). I entered just for the sake of having some chill time after the exams. None of my housemates joined!!! Ape ah... And my team lost~~ Maybe cause I sucked too bad during the 2nd game. Yeah, I can only play one game and after that, I'd either suck or I'd just stop playing. Huhu... So, Wami, Niesa and Azan, my bowling teammates!! If it weren't for me, we could've won 2nd kan?? Takpe... next year ade!! Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to send Hafsah back and had Miha stay over at my place. Konon-konon la Miha tu nak study la ape la... Last-last gi layan cite Jepun!! And I was drawn to watching it as well!! But I slept halfway through. Penat sangat~~ So, now back to the normal, boring routine as always, bangun pagi, pergi kelas, balik rumah, study, tido, bangun pagi, pergi kelas lagi.... yadda, yadda, yadda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, and I have this crazy long survey to do for BH class!!(Person, Culture and Society class) The survey asks among others, questions about stress, our learning environment, personal resources, etc... Dah la 12 pages!!!! Karut betul!!! So, that's about all that I've been doing this whole week. Patutla balik-balik je bilik, terus pengsan. Huhu... And now, back to the daily ritual as usual... I HAVE to finish answering this survey!!! Haih~~ Boring~~ Owh, and as lame and out of date as it sounds, I'm gonna be watching "Stardust" today!!! Been wanting to watch it for soo long, just don't have the time~~ People say it's fun! I'm just hoping it is cause it'll be a great movie to wrap my hectic week up~~=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-8033443441398807672?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8033443441398807672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/examguest.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8033443441398807672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8033443441398807672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/examguest.html' title='Exam+classes+guest+birthday party + toothache+sakit mata+IAW + shopping + membuat kecoh di Brookfield+bowling + the never ending survey all in 1 week!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R69vt1jkzSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OPYWfrBJ_-s/s72-c/IMG043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-113461395972195746</id><published>2008-02-06T03:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-06T05:34:27.294Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Mari Berteka-teki~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I keep falling asleep everytime I want to update. Penat sangat ke?? Maybe... Asyik tido tak cukup je time nak exams. Haih~~ Study last minit lagi!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, jom main teka-teki!! Here are a few that I remember due to their 'sengal'ness value.&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try. Anyone dapat jawab, akan diberi ipod touch. Yes, the real ipod touch! Well, at least the picture of a real ipod touch!! Hahahaha... Ok, ok... that was lame. Anyway, here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dalam banyak-banyak ikan, ikan ape yang kuat?? (from Amin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Dalam banyak-banyak ikan paus, ikan paus ape yang paling besar?? (from Sah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  Dalam banyak-banyak air, air ape yang bile jatuh kat atas tanah, tak menyerap?? (from Haris I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Dalam banyak-banyak binatang, binatang ape yang paling banyak telur?? (teka-teki semi-lucah dari Ammar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ok, this one requires a whole lot of imagination coz situation die tak berape logik. Anyway, ada 3 batang pencil dalam satu pencil box ni. 2 jantan, 1 betina, tiba-tiba pencil betina tu mengandung. Masalahnye pencil jantan yang mana satu is responsible?? (from Fara)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all. Jawab, jangan tak jawab=P And while answering, try listening to this song. My favourite right now!! Selamat menjawab and majulah teka-teki untuk Malaysia. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-02824016379277917 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXWlf0fOBJE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-02824016379277917 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXWlf0fOBJE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXWlf0fOBJE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXWlf0fOBJE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-113461395972195746?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/113461395972195746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/mari-berteka-teki.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/113461395972195746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/113461395972195746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/02/mari-berteka-teki.html' title='Mari Berteka-teki~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-8649512660208466885</id><published>2008-01-29T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:22:59.675Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Aaaaaaahhhhhh....!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5-T_rfuSgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TsOMLXhtl2k/s1600-h/286257895_dfffc65205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5-T_rfuSgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TsOMLXhtl2k/s320/286257895_dfffc65205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161006420206701058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that explain my current situation??&lt;br /&gt;I hope so... Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the time has come yet again for me to stress about my exams.&lt;br /&gt;It's this Monday and I'm still in the midst of getting ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;So, kemaafan dipinta kerana tidak mengupdate blog ini buat masa yang agak lama.&lt;br /&gt;Will be doing so right after the exam!!(loads of stories to story=P)&lt;br /&gt;Till then, doakan for my success!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cuak~~~ Aaaaaahhhhh.....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, quote of the day: Light travels faster than sound... That's why someone looks bright before you hear them speak. Get it..?? LOL. Nice.... nice...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-8649512660208466885?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8649512660208466885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/aaaaaaahhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8649512660208466885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8649512660208466885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/aaaaaaahhhhhh.html' title='Aaaaaaahhhhhh....!!!!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5-T_rfuSgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TsOMLXhtl2k/s72-c/286257895_dfffc65205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1591645116053966967</id><published>2008-01-23T22:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-24T06:10:49.309Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLDly issues'/><title type='text'>Gaza: Stop Blockade &amp; War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In case you haven't already heard about the latest news, I'm directly copying it from &lt;a href="http://www.avaaz.org/en/"&gt;Avaaz.org&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"The years-old blockade of Gaza is at crisis point: with the humanitarian crisis growing, the             southern border has been breached and 350,000 Palestinians are pouring across. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;The                 situation is out of control -- the world must step in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;    To prevent catastrophe and protect civilians on all sides, your voice is needed         urgently&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;: we’re running an emergency global campaign to international, European and Arab     leaders, calling on them to stop the siege, oversee open borders and help broker a ceasefire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;        We’ll deliver the petition when we reach 150,000 signatures.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);" class="header"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="content"&gt;         &lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;    To the United Nations, the European Union, the Quartet, the Arab League &amp;amp;             Israel: &lt;/b&gt; We demand that you end the blockade and growing humanitarian crisis in Gaza,         ensure the free flow of supplies by land, sea or air, and help to broker the ceasefire which         civilians on both sides desperately need."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the people behind Avaaz.org is doing a petition before they want to confront the leaders responsible. They need 150,000 people to sign it in support to their cause. Read about it and if you agree with them, sign it. In case you're a cynical non-believer of internet petitions that ends up being just a scam, like me, well... this isn't a scam. They are real and they really have met with world leaders to address certain issues before. So, if you haven't already signed the petition, &lt;a href="http://www.avaaz.org/en/gaza_end_the_siege/"&gt;[click here]&lt;/a&gt; and read through what they are petitioning for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, by the way, pass the word around... it'll be for a good cause, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;~ I promote world peace =) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1591645116053966967?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1591645116053966967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/gaza-stop-blockade-war.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1591645116053966967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1591645116053966967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/gaza-stop-blockade-war.html' title='Gaza: Stop Blockade &amp; War'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3136643804875387886</id><published>2008-01-23T21:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-24T06:50:00.693Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Adios Amigo~~ =(</title><content type='html'>Just now, my housemates and I were watching TV. I was in the midst of cooking and they were stuffing themselves with whatever food we had. Yes, I'm a slow cook. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, it was 6pm and I was waiting for "The Simpsons" to start. Ille was holding the remote.&lt;br /&gt;Since it took a while before the show started and Ille got bored with the two hosts talking about whatever crap they were talking about, she changed channels.&lt;br /&gt;It was the 'Xpose' show or something like that and I wasn't really paying attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I did pay attention to it, I saw Heath Ledger. I got soo excited, I was like: "Oohhhh.... Ooohh!! Heath Ledger!!"(I'm a big fan of his and it has been quite a long time since I last saw him on TV or in a movie)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5e3TrfuSeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mlUN0ngSfpU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5e3TrfuSeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mlUN0ngSfpU/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158793446897371618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I started to notice that the way the commentator was talking and the song at the background wasn't cheerful or cheeky(as in the usual way these kind of gossip shows would always be conducted). Then, I realized: "Owh... Ada orang mati ke? Siapa yang mati ni??"&lt;br /&gt;Then Diyana said dengan selambanya: "Tu laa... Heath Ledger. Drug overdose"&lt;br /&gt;And I was like..."What??!!". Seriously, cam tak caye je. He's like only 28 and talented and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished eating, I still couldn't believe that he was dead. It was like the first time I heard that my grandparents, my niece, an old friend of mine, Aaron, etc were gone. Maybe because it's untimely and totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;I've never been able to deal with death that well and I sometimes have a really hard time to digest it. It takes a while before I comprehend that yes, really... he/she is gone.&lt;br /&gt;But, yeah, in time, we move on. We go on living our lives. The pain felt because of the lost would be there, but it'll stop hurting as much as it did before(no... I'm not hurting because of Heath's death. It's sad... But, I don't know him, so it doesn't make such a big impact on me. I'm talking about other losts that I've experienced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, at the end of the day, as morbid as it sounds, each and every one of us would die, someday...&lt;br /&gt;And the only things people are going to remember about us(if they ever do remember) is the things that we have done that had ever affected their own lives, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;So, as long as we live, just keep being and giving the best we can for others, regardless of how sucky they treat us back and love and cherish the people who loves us even more cause they are the reason the world seems like not such a bad place after all.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, do not overdose yourself on sleeping pills/antidepressants no matter how you think by taking them, and overdosing, would somehow make your pain go away. It won't! It'll just probably make you go away... Which is sad...&lt;br /&gt;I bet the last movie Heath had the chance to complete, "The Dark Knight", where he plays The Joker would be a huge hit. Hey, controversy sells! I sure would watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5e2oLfuSdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LZa0ZuxziKo/s1600-h/heath_ledger_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5e2oLfuSdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LZa0ZuxziKo/s320/heath_ledger_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158792699573062098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3136643804875387886?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3136643804875387886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/adios-amigo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3136643804875387886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3136643804875387886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/adios-amigo.html' title='Adios Amigo~~ =('/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5e3TrfuSeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mlUN0ngSfpU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-9118164788333466743</id><published>2008-01-22T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:07:30.373Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>My Superpower!! I wish~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Superpower Should Be Mind Reading&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/mind-reading.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brilliant, insightful, and intuitive.&lt;br /&gt;You understand people better than they would like to be understood.&lt;br /&gt;Highly sensitive, you are good at putting together seemingly irrelevant details.&lt;br /&gt;You figure out what's going on before anyone knows that anything is going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you would be a good superhero: You don't care what people think, and you'd do whatever needed to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest problem as a superhero: Feeling even more isolated than you do now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/"&gt;What Should Your Superpower Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ada superpower ni, it'll sure make my life waaay easier.&lt;br /&gt;Besides knowing spot on what other people are thinking, instead of just believing the crap some people throw at me, it'd probably be helpful to read other people's mind while they're answering their exam questions right...?? Especially the ones with a record of getting 1st class honours=P&lt;br /&gt;[Tension nak exam mode activated]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-9118164788333466743?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/9118164788333466743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-superpower-i-wish.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/9118164788333466743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/9118164788333466743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-superpower-i-wish.html' title='My Superpower!! I wish~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4604629060531703585</id><published>2008-01-21T20:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:54:02.592Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Hot Guys...(reply to Ila and Cipi's post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5UEykhvZ6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xW5rFQwsKn4/s1600-h/jaredleto0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5UEykhvZ6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xW5rFQwsKn4/s320/jaredleto0506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158034215067936674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His name is Jared Leto. You might know him for his superb voice from the song "The Kill". Yes, he's the front man of the band 30 Seconds To Mars. Had a crush on him since his early acting days after watching him act in the series "My So Called Life" with Claire Danes. Sesungguhnya, hot guys yang korang pilih are losing to mine. Kan??=P For more evidence of his hotness, sila tengok gambar di bawah. Tidak sesuai untuk kanak-kanak dibawah umur. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5UEnUhvZ5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PHMRV55jnTs/s1600-h/jared_leto_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5UEnUhvZ5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PHMRV55jnTs/s320/jared_leto_06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158034021794408338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Post yang takde makne and semate-mate untuk melepaskan kebosanan dan juga for the sake of updating. Dah lama plak tak update blog ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4604629060531703585?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4604629060531703585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-guysreply-to-ila-and-cipis-post.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4604629060531703585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4604629060531703585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-guysreply-to-ila-and-cipis-post.html' title='Hot Guys...(reply to Ila and Cipi&apos;s post)'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5UEykhvZ6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xW5rFQwsKn4/s72-c/jaredleto0506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1950811743138613715</id><published>2008-01-17T22:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:59:56.855Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>:::Food Attraction:::</title><content type='html'>Food certainly attracts a lot of attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Especially from really hungry people and owh... really hungry animals too.&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my ECDL training (my special study module for this year) in the library at Brookefield (the Health Science building) when suddenly Miha (one of my classmates. She was working on the PC beside me) stood up suddenly and looked anxiously down on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking: "Asal ngan Miha ni??" and I was listening to my MP3, so I wasn't really aware of what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5BPx0hvZ4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/jBETNI3hSj0/s1600-h/wire-dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156709290671564674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5BPx0hvZ4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/jBETNI3hSj0/s320/wire-dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly the thing Miha was looking at started moving my way!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was actually a DOG!! Inside the library!&lt;br /&gt;I say this like I'm really surprised because:&lt;br /&gt;1) The library has two doors. The first one is the big doors that obviously someone opened too wide and accidentally let this dog (let's call him BURGERak for now) in and the other door is well... not actually a door. It's just a swinging bars thing that you usually find at commuters/LRT stations. Yeah... the one where you have to insert your ticket to get through. In our case, we had to put our student ID cards on the little scanning thing. Obviously, BURGERak thinks it's too high and mighty to abide by this rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) There are security personnels as you enter the Brookefield building. So, either the guards didn't know about it or they knew and thought: "What the heck! Let's just let him in! It'll probably brighten someone's day." Owh, it sure did... Loads of people's day were brightened! Silau kan?? (being sarcastic there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) There is also the people at the library's counter who are equipped with security cameras and all. I think BURGERak was too slick for them. It was really quiet (bagus gak anjing ni. Tau rules nak duduk dekat dalam library. Huhu...) and I didn't know about it's existence in the library until it came right at my place (which was like a minute or so after it entered). And most of the people in the library didn't care about it being there. That's why there was no commotion until it started harassing us. Budak-budak Malaysian je kot yang nampak cam menggelupur masa perasan BURGERak ada dalam library tu.(Usop who was sitting at the table beside us started to stand up and move away when he realized the dog and Nida who was working in front of him had already packed her things and was ready to leave the library because she had seen it a few seconds earlier, even before it came to our place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, again, I didn't realize the dog was in the library until after it came to my place and don't want to go away!! I was at shock first upon seeing it and it took me quite a while before I really comprehended that it was AN ACTUAL DOG there and it was going back and forth between Miha's place and mine. By this time, Miha and I were out of our seat but I didn't know where to go cause my table was at the window and for me to get away from BURGERak, I'd have to get past it, which was hard cause it kept moving (with it's tongue out) and there wasn't much space for me to just sprint out of there. Besides, my coat and bag was still there on the chair and I can't possibly leave it behind especially seeing the fact that BURGERak seems awfully attracted to our bags. Dah la tak comeyl pun anjing tu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after about less than a minute of pure menggelupurness, one of our classmates, Paul, stood up (after being harassed by Adilah to help us. Haha...) and got the little fella out of there. It was a while before we regained composure. Mostly, we felt the experience was hysterical. Majority of the people in the library didn't even notice what just happened or they just didn't care cause they don't have to samak afterwards!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we were busily recapping about what just happened, I suddenly remembered something and guiltily said to Miha: "Alamak! Erm... Entah-entah sebab ade BURGER kot kat dalam bag aku ni. Sebab tu die terus pergi kat tempat kite and stay kat situ. Hahaha..."&lt;br /&gt;I got quite an earful from Miha and afterwards I waited in the library for a few more hours because Syah warned me that it was still outside the library's door and I was hoping that it would go away eventually. Which it did, well, at least after I waited until I was freaking hungry and my stomach started grumbling like mad. If it was still there and followed me, I was definitely going to sacrifice my burger. No doubt about that. I guess I have this phobia with dogs chasing me for food. Yup... Not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time was actually a few months ago when Taq and I were walking home from the city. We bought two boxes of pizza and we both were holding one box each. As we were walking home, we reached this street where the both of us were separated. I had already crossed the street and was walking at the other side. Anyway, suddenly I saw a dog running out of nowhere towards Taq's direction. But, it's eyes were fixed on me! I wanted to shout to Taq to watch out for the dog but it suddenly ran towards me! But before it could reach me, a car was passing through the street and almost hit the dog; stopping just in time. The dog was terrified and started going back to the direction he came from. After that, I walked super fast and looked back every now and then to see whether the dog had come back. If it did, I was prepared to throw the pizza (It's a Dominos' Tandoori pizza. The one and only place that we know of that have halal Tandoori pizza) away, regardless of what my housemates' reactions would be. Hey! My life is more important right??=P But, till this day, I still haven't figured out why it didn't just go after Taq? She was carrying a pizza too! Maybe because hers was the Vegetarian Pizza and doesn't smell as delicious as Tandoori?? Pandai gak anjing tu. Ade good taste in food!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm officially going to be extra alert for dogs when I'm carrying food around. I'm not generally afraid of dogs here, (dekat Malaysia lain cerita. Anjing-anjing sume nampak liar and could bite your hand of if they want to) cause they usually have this concept of: Don't disturb me and I won't go and disturb you. But, if it starts giving attention to me or anything I own and being overly friendly and excited until all the saliva oozes out, then I'm afraid. Bukan ape, malas nak samak. Seriously! Every single thing I own that have to be samaked, gets ignored and later thrown away. Malas! And don't get me started on dog's poop. Sesungguhnya.... I just don't want to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Off to Galway for the weekend!!=)] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1950811743138613715?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1950811743138613715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/food-attraction.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1950811743138613715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1950811743138613715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/food-attraction.html' title=':::Food Attraction:::'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R5BPx0hvZ4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/jBETNI3hSj0/s72-c/wire-dogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4758552652374858695</id><published>2008-01-16T22:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:50:33.825Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Mr Rebound Robotman to the Rescue!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah!! Mr Rebound Robotman just arrived from Hong Kong yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No one was home when he arrived.&lt;br /&gt;So, the necklace had to be sent back to the post office (which was in Togher. Tak jauh. But, due to the time constraint, naik je cab with Ecah just now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after arriving at the Glendale house(Ecah, Atiq, Dayah, Mas and Khaza's house), I immediately opened the packet. No... Not opened it, I basically ripped it open!&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to open it in the cab but the sender put too much tape around it that it was impossible to get it out and I remembered the story of a little kid I know who opened his packet of duit raya dengan gelojoh and tidak sabar until the money inside was torn into half.&lt;br /&gt;Although the possibility of Mr. Rebound Robotman ever being torn into half won't ever happen, (I hope! Cause there's only a possibility of him losing his body and I hope that won't happen cause I don't need more necklaces with only heads/headphones intact) but I still suppressed my excitement; fidgeting and waiting patiently until we reached Ecah's house before opening it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai-sampai je... Masuk rumah, terus bukak packet tu.&lt;br /&gt;Although he wasn't the exact replica of Mr. Robotman, but he was still kind of comeyl.&lt;br /&gt;So, I changed my necklace(I was wearing my new reindeer + butterfly on it's ass necklace earlier) and wore(yup. Terus...!!=P) Mr. Rebound Robotman to BH tutorial (BH is a subject we learn about person, society and culture. We discussed about the medicalisation of health and disease mongering just now, which to my surprise was kind of ok. I had wanted to skip this tutorial cause I just didn't feel like going. Selalunye BH tutorial cam bosan. But, today was ok.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, welcome Mr. Rebound Robotman to my family of accessories. You won't replace Mr. Robotman, but for now, you're my favourite!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[Owh, I'm just soo tired these past few days. So, sorry. Post pun membosankan. Huhu... Penat betul with lectures, study groups, ECDL tests and more exams coming up!! Hari-hari balik malam!!! Penat!! And tambah dengan kecuakkan nak dapat results and nak exam lagi. Huaaahhh....!!! Cepat la bulan 6!! Nak balik Malaysia!!=S Ok, ok, back to the books!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R46Wd0hvZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/UJ2aWgUUlPk/s1600-h/IMG041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R46Wd0hvZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/UJ2aWgUUlPk/s320/IMG041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156224062446331762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Rebound Robotman bonding session with Reindeer&lt;br /&gt;(like I don't have anything better to do. Ni la akibat dari&lt;br /&gt;ketensionan yang agak melampau. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R46V20hvZ2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/0CY7TE_iTsI/s1600-h/IMG039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R46V20hvZ2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/0CY7TE_iTsI/s320/IMG039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156223392431433570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reindeer+butterfly on it's ass (see it??)&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/5290888727693154001-4758552652374858695?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4758552652374858695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/mr-rebound-robotman-to-rescue.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4758552652374858695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4758552652374858695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/mr-rebound-robotman-to-rescue.html' title='Mr Rebound Robotman to the Rescue!!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R46Wd0hvZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/UJ2aWgUUlPk/s72-c/IMG041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5864411199670394891</id><published>2008-01-13T06:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:20:12.366Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cauliklaffter news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Panduan Untuk Mendapat Gigi Lurus, Menjadi Kurus &amp; Sopan Pada Masa Yang Sama dari Taq(iah).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R4m5XUhvZ1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TBSxW-Pvk28/s1600-h/308846787_6e1fd74bce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154855058800600914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R4m5XUhvZ1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TBSxW-Pvk28/s320/308846787_6e1fd74bce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We housemates were having a late snack(snack apenya, fries, chips, hash browns, nasi goreng!! Hahaha...) yesterday and we got into talking about the One In A Million(OIAM) show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I started watching it yesterday and found it to be totally herendous. Everybody's either gedik, tak de perasaan, tak best langsung nyanyi or gedik[owh, did I already mention that?? More emphasize on it. Srius! Lelaki-lelaki die pun cam gedik-gedik je. Adoi... Tak best langsung ah compared to the last season but there are quality contestants too, like Ayu and Sarah(Sarah's not really my fav judging by her personality but her voice is undeniably sedap. At least die gedik-gedik pun, suare sedap. Ni yang lain, hampeh!!!)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, back to the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, Syah was telling me why her sister was into Mark(one of the contestant of OIAM).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was because he had a teeth just like her! Gigi kapak dekat depan or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Forgive me if I got the type of gigi wrong=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The conversation leads to another conversation and by the time we knew it, we were talking about braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were talking about the horrors of wearing those metals on our teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The pain it would cause and for years and years that never seems to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And then Taq said: "Eh, kawan aku sorang ni. Dia pakai braces tau. Then, dia jadi cam tak lalu makan. So, dulu dia gemuk. Now, dia kurus!!! Pastu lepas dah bukak braces, gigi dah tak jongang. Dah ah gigi dah lawa, kurus plak tu...!! Cis...!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Knowing us, the conversation of course meleret-leret...(ditambah pula dengan ketiadaan Diyana yang of course akan suruh kitaorang stop crapping before she gets her asthma attack. Huhu...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We discussed about how it'll be if we were to wear braces now. At the age of 21(22 for Taq. She just celebrated her birthday).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here was how the conversation went:(tak ingat sangat siapa cakap apa. So, maaf Ille and Syah atas watak kodi anda=P But, these were all that was said. Well... the censored part, that is. Huhu...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taq: Eh, tak nak ah pakai braces now. Nanti mulut terjojol kat depan cani...(while demonstrating how it'll look like)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ille: Weeeiiii!!! Buruk weeeii!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Syah: Hahahhaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taq: Haa! Dah ah tu. Kena ah tutup mulut kang orang lain silau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dayah: Haaah... Pastu gelak kena cover-cover. Ye ah. Tak nak kasi orang tengok gigi besi tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taq: (again demonstrating how it'll look like. Gelak sopan sambil cover mulut)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ille: Weeeiiii!!! Buruk weeeii!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Syah: Hahahha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dayah: Kalau gelak camtu, takpe ah gak nak cover-cover mulut. Ni try gelak cam kite. Tak nak cam bruk gila plak kan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taq: (yes... again demonstrating how it'll look like. Kali ni, gelak besar yang kuat gila sambil mengetuk-ngetuk meja and sambil tutup mulut)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All: Hahahhaahahahaa.....(gelak besar sambil mengetuk-ngetuk meja)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ille: Hahha... Sopan ah sangat camtu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dayah: Hahhaha... Adoi. Haaa... Tapi, memang lengkap ah pakej kalo pakai braces ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taq: Tu ah! Gigi dah tak jongang, badan dah tak gemuk... Sopan plak tu!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Syah: Boleh jadi cara diet baru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dayah: Betul-betul. Cara-cara untuk dapat gigi yang cantik, jadi kurus and sopan by Kak Taqiah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taq: Ya! Ingin gigi yang tidak jongang, badan yang kurus dan menjadi sopan, pakailah braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, we mutually agreed that it was better to be gemuk, have ugly teeth and dapat menikmati food rather than having no enjoyment for food because of the braces. Yes... We LOVE food!!! And we don't do diets. We just work out, go to the gym(well.. at least Taq and Di but afterwards, selera makan cam tinggi betul and they eat more to compensate all that was lost during the workout session. So, cam sama je kot. Haha... Except maybe gaya hidup lebih sihat=P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, go unruly teethed, food loving and loud girls!!!! You guys rock!!!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5864411199670394891?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5864411199670394891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/panduan-untuk-mendapat-gigi-lurus.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5864411199670394891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5864411199670394891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/panduan-untuk-mendapat-gigi-lurus.html' title='Panduan Untuk Mendapat Gigi Lurus, Menjadi Kurus &amp; Sopan Pada Masa Yang Sama dari Taq(iah).'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R4m5XUhvZ1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TBSxW-Pvk28/s72-c/308846787_6e1fd74bce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3042302678552019337</id><published>2008-01-10T22:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:20:47.468Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cauliklaffter news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Seeking Any Single Under 30 years old Dato' With Tons of Cash &amp; Doesn't Have a Crazy Thick 'Misai'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R4a8M0hvZzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yoPvPSH3RqQ/s1600-h/R6779_New_Main%28400x267%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154013752016725810" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R4a8M0hvZzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yoPvPSH3RqQ/s320/R6779_New_Main%28400x267%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just look at that house!!!*drooling*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, so maybe getting a &lt;em&gt;Dato'&lt;/em&gt; with the above criteria would be kind of hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All the Dato's I've heard of before are all above 30 years old, no make that 40 years old and they usually have this trend of keeping a thick moustache. &lt;em&gt;Tak paham!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, no thanks! Ok, being realistic, maybe just his son?? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, Taq, Syah and I were browsing through this website that's really great if you're searching for a new house to let or to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were searching for a new house. No, not that we were thinking about moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, not this year anyway. Maybe next year? I don't know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If we find a better house with a reasonable price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I was searching through the various houses to let and found nothing that could spark any interest, I then went on to search for a house to &lt;strong&gt;buy&lt;/strong&gt; with the criteria we were searching for: 6 rooms and near Cork City...(&lt;em&gt;bujet&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ade je duit nak beli&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, out came this humongous mansion that made me feel like I'm currently living in a scrappy box!(humans and their never ending thirst for more. &lt;em&gt;Tak reti bersyukur&lt;/em&gt;!! Huhu...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.daft.ie/searchsale.daft?search=Search+%BB&amp;amp;s%5bcc_id%5d=c15&amp;amp;s%5ba_id%5d%5b0%5d=ga8&amp;amp;s%5bmnb%5d=6&amp;amp;s%5bmxb%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bmnp%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bmxp%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bpt_id%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bhouse_type%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bmna%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bmxa%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bsearch_type%5d=sale&amp;amp;s%5btransport%5d=&amp;amp;s%5badvanced%5d=&amp;amp;s%5bprice_per_room%5d=&amp;amp;s%5brefreshmap%5d=1&amp;amp;limit=10&amp;amp;id=297494"&gt;Here's the link to the website and house&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See the other pictures of it and you get what I mean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, seriously!! The house is amazing...!!(ok, decor maybe &lt;em&gt;kena ubah&lt;/em&gt; to suit our age but still...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has 6 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, 2 dining rooms(I don't know why they need two, but one of the rooms is turned into a family room I think), a breakfast room(yes... they even have a separate room to eat your breakfast. Gila betul!!!), kitchen, utility, pantry and linen room! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the large garden stretches all the way down to River Lee. Are you kidding me????(River Lee's the most famous river in Cork. It basically surrounds Cork.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tension &lt;em&gt;je kteorang tengok rumah tu&lt;/em&gt;, no I correct myself, &lt;em&gt;istana tu(istana la &lt;/em&gt;compared to the house me and my housemates are living in now&lt;em&gt;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the tension was elevated upon seeing the price! 8108euro per month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I counted how much we all had to pay and for how long.(yes... Eventhough I saw the stupidly not achievaeble price tag of the house, I still had a tiny hope that just maybe, maybe we could all think of a way to buy it. We were goofing around. One of the few ocassional &lt;em&gt;meroyan&lt;/em&gt; sessions we have in our house. Huhu... Not seriously thinking that we're gonna be able to own it. &lt;em&gt;Berharap saja&lt;/em&gt;~~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, with the money MARA's giving us now, the 8108euro is not even within our grasp. Unless we included all of our batch's girls(which would total up to 11 people living in it. &lt;em&gt;Takpe, besar rumah tu&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Muat-muat&lt;/em&gt;. Haha...). &lt;em&gt;Haa... Masa tu baru boleh bayar&lt;/em&gt; the monthly requirement for the house. But, with only 1077euro to spend on other things. So, &lt;em&gt;terpakse ah makan maggi&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;je&lt;/em&gt; and ask our parents to post things from Malaysia for us to use. Heater &lt;em&gt;tak boleh pasang. Lampu tak boleh guna&lt;/em&gt;, just use candles or &lt;em&gt;pelita&lt;/em&gt;(again, imported from Malaysia). &lt;em&gt;Demi&lt;/em&gt; Eipka Lodge!(it's the name of the house, which would definitely be changed... Definitely.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haih&lt;/em&gt;~~ &lt;em&gt;Penat dah meroyan semalam tengok rumah yang tak akan dimiliki ni&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After calculating, I found out that I have to pay 8108euro for &lt;strong&gt;18 years&lt;/strong&gt; to finally own the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sambung&lt;/em&gt; dream about it &lt;em&gt;je laa&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, we're opening up our options to buy this house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, &lt;em&gt;kalau ada Dato' yang&lt;/em&gt; maybe single or &lt;em&gt;dah berkahwin and nak pasang 2, 3 or 4, sila&lt;/em&gt; contact Taq(iah) or Syarifah(&lt;em&gt;berkorban sikit ok korang&lt;/em&gt;?? &lt;em&gt;Demi kebahagiaan semua.&lt;/em&gt; That's what being a doctor and more importantly a friend is about, right ??=P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menurut mereka berdua, lagi tebal misai, lagi bagus(hidung jadi panjang&lt;/em&gt;.... In case there are people who doesn't understand what this means, it means I'm lying. Haha...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: To Desperate Housewives' fans out there, &lt;em&gt;kan betul&lt;/em&gt; Ida &lt;em&gt;yang mati&lt;/em&gt;!! Sad~~ Makes us realize to cherish those people we have now more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3042302678552019337?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3042302678552019337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/seeking-any-single-under-30yo-dato-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3042302678552019337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3042302678552019337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/seeking-any-single-under-30yo-dato-with.html' title='Seeking Any Single Under 30 years old Dato&apos; With Tons of Cash &amp; Doesn&apos;t Have a Crazy Thick &apos;Misai&apos;...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R4a8M0hvZzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yoPvPSH3RqQ/s72-c/R6779_New_Main%28400x267%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4021091463591287297</id><published>2008-01-08T21:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:56:28.056Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Keep Moving Forward!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lectures, tutorials, exams, study groups, special study modules~~&lt;br /&gt;All have already started again!!&lt;br /&gt;And the next break won't be until the 20th of March!!!(and after that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt; summer exams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kepenatan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketensionan bermula kembali &lt;/span&gt;especially since I noticed that the next exam is in 3 weeks time!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adoi&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah la &lt;/span&gt;anatomy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapat &lt;/span&gt;instructor baru. No Alan O'Shea yang cute-in-a-nerdy way anymore(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt; Syidot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orang dah cakap, baca betul-betul, dia suka tanya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kan dah caca-merba(ayat &lt;/span&gt;quote). Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;In replace, my group(which consists of Taq, Faimee and I) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapat &lt;/span&gt;Dr. Sadek &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang tidak kurang comeylnya&lt;/span&gt; but in a totally different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die cam besar-besar sket&lt;/span&gt;(like a teddy bear. Hehe...). He's from France, so he can't say some things properly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah la pelat huruf&lt;/span&gt; 'r', so when he was saying larynx and pharynx(the topics we're learning now), he says it like this:&lt;br /&gt;"Phagggynx and laggynx" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comeyl gle&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since it's going to be a loooonnggg term before the Easter break(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ye ker?? Tak la lama sangat, but&lt;/span&gt; still pace time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelas tak start lagi. &lt;/span&gt;Still in a holiday mood. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahaya betul&lt;/span&gt;!!), I'm going to have to keep my motivation up. So, here are a few things that I'm looking forward to and which would all, hopefully, keep my spirits up until I'm finished with this term...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Going to Galway(one of the many counties in Ireland) next week! Finally... I've been studying at Ireland for 1 year and a half already and never been to Galway before. So, since Yazmin(my high school friend) would be coming all the way from Malaysia, so that just gives me reason to go there. Not that I don't have any reason to go there before(Atik, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jangan terasa&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah lama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebenarnya nak gi&lt;/span&gt; your place!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi anda tidak memujuk dengan bersungguh-sungguh&lt;/span&gt;!!=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Going to Belfast next, next week to meet Fara, Kuteng, Hashrul and the rest of the M04M family. Tapi kene berjalan sambil membawa notes and all cause ade exams the next week!!! But, since they came all the way from UK and Aussie, I guess I can study earlier to compensate the time. Demi korang, boleh je!!! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Islamic Aspiration Week(IAW) that is organized by Muslim Cultural Society UCC(yes, believe it or not, I'm one of the committee members) that would be held sometime in February. Still in the preparation process. Let's make it a great one!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Cork Games(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt; problem &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt; the date. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adoi&lt;/span&gt;~~ and yes again, believe it or not, I'm one of the committee members). I will get to play netball, after like almost a year &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak main&lt;/span&gt;[time winter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena ah&lt;/span&gt; hibernate(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padahal time tak&lt;/span&gt; winter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun malas&lt;/span&gt;. Huhu..)]  and meet loads of my great friends who said they would come. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak sabarnya&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Traveling to Germany and Czech Republic(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banyak la plak&lt;/span&gt; travel. One of my friend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hari tu&lt;/span&gt; sound &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gak&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ni macam amek &lt;/span&gt;course &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bercuti, bukannye&lt;/span&gt; medic" Ouch! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terase&lt;/span&gt;... Huhu...) during the Easter Break!! Wuhuu..!! I've already bought the tickets and all... Going to travel with Syah, Ille and Taq and would meet some more friends and friends of friends' there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doa takde ape-ape&lt;/span&gt; drama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang berlaku ah&lt;/span&gt; time travel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kali ni k&lt;/span&gt;?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak larat dah&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) And lastly, going back to Malaysia and traveling to Australia during the Summer Break!!! Yay!!!! Now I'm in the stage of surveying the ticket price for the cheapest MAS flight ticket. (no, I'm not going to use any other airlines. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malas nak transit banyak-banyak kali&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I'm impatient. Huhu...)  Can't wait to see my family, friends, shop and experience the Malaysian weather and food again!!(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tembam lagi la balik nanti&lt;/span&gt;~~ Haish~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's basically it. Want to keep it short since I blabbered like crazy in the last post. Anyway, Happy New Year and Salam Maal Hijrah everyone!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4021091463591287297?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4021091463591287297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/keep-moving-forward.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4021091463591287297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4021091463591287297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/keep-moving-forward.html' title='Keep Moving Forward!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-4833850112017628622</id><published>2008-01-06T23:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:53:17.108Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Not so... Stupid For You~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a video made by a fan of Marie Digby. The song is an original song titled "Stupid For You"(yes, in case you haven't noticed, I'm a big fan of Marie Digby).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the video's really cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-004534735470610496 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06483296807267772 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06483296807267772 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_NRDJIXRjc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;It's not everyday,&lt;br /&gt;That I meet a person quite like you,&lt;br /&gt;Perfect every way...&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the nerve to confess that it's you - that I want,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if i act a fool,&lt;br /&gt;I would damn near beg for you!&lt;br /&gt;Put aside, all my pride&lt;br /&gt;So don't keep me hanging here,&lt;br /&gt;Cause this girl is falling stupid for you..&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh... Oooohh... Stupid for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proper thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Is for me to act like a lady and wait,&lt;br /&gt;For you to make the first move,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think you're getting the point,&lt;br /&gt;That it's you - that I want&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I act a fool,&lt;br /&gt;I would damn near beg for you!&lt;br /&gt;Put aside, all my pride,&lt;br /&gt;So don't keep me hanging here,&lt;br /&gt;cause this girl is falling stupid for you!&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, ooooh stupid for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why's it always feel like I am,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing love when nothing's there,&lt;br /&gt;And here I go just making the same mistake...&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen stupid for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just listened to the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;petang tadi, &lt;/span&gt;and simply fell in love with it!!&lt;br /&gt;It's mainly because of the lyrics(I'm more of a lyrics person), the bubbly way she sings and plays the song and the video that her fan made that made it soo easy to fall in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lepas tu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semangat nak belajar main lagu ni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And there was this very good cover by this one hot Portuguese guy.&lt;br /&gt;Srius suare die sedap!! And learning how to play this song while listening to his voice made it waaaayyy easier(&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=StKc0kwa8Og&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;click here for the link&lt;/a&gt;) Haha.... Ok.. ok... back to the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I wanted to share the video up there was because it and the song kind of touches on the 'quite taboo' subject of women making the first move.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think it's hard for me to make the first move. I'd do it. But, I'd have to be damn sure that I want to be with that guy before I go boldly making the first move.&lt;br /&gt;But, sometimes my actions aren't the wisest one. So, I learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's not such a bad thing I guess, making the first move... If you have the confidence and guts for it, then go on!! Good for you!&lt;br /&gt;I've had loads of girlfriends who made the first move and are in a great relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about this subject a few weeks back when I was talking to my brother on the phone. He always ask me why I won't be with anyone. I always say: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malas ah&lt;/span&gt; Usaid. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banyak lagi benda lain nak&lt;/span&gt; concentrate. Not that I don't want to, but just not now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kot&lt;/span&gt;. And I haven't met anyone right &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun lagi&lt;/span&gt;. Besides, you don't have one! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bile&lt;/span&gt; Usaid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;, Dayah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada gak&lt;/span&gt;, k?? Haha..."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asal malas pulak?? Pergi je ah&lt;/span&gt; approach any hot guy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ke nak&lt;/span&gt; Usaid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aturkan kawan-kawan&lt;/span&gt; Usaid? We'll make a line and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suruh dorang duduk sorang-sorang. Buat macam&lt;/span&gt; speed date. Then, Dayah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pilih&lt;/span&gt;... Hhahaa..." he said.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, usually when I talk with Usaid, 70% of the conversation is crap just like that one above.&lt;br /&gt;We siblings find it hard to be serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another conversation I had with Usaid regarding this whole relationship and women making the first move thingy goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usaid: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh&lt;/span&gt;, Dayah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak pergi&lt;/span&gt; Jakarta/Bandung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;??"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;, Bandung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam best je nak pergi&lt;/span&gt; shopping. Maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak pergi kot&lt;/span&gt; sometime. Why??"&lt;br /&gt;Usaid: "I want to try the hot chicks there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Indonesian chicks, Usaid?? Seriously?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asal bukan&lt;/span&gt; Malaysian chicks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;je&lt;/span&gt;??"&lt;br /&gt;Usaid: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, ade je yang&lt;/span&gt; hot-hot and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dorang cam tak cover-cover cam perempuan-perempuan&lt;/span&gt; Malaysia. Ari tu ade one friend of mine pergi sane. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt; try ah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pergi&lt;/span&gt; club &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan. Saja-saja&lt;/span&gt;.                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pakai baju cikai-cikai je. Pastu takde siape layan&lt;/span&gt;. The next day, he went wearing a blazer               and all the babes were like going hysterical. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semua berebut-rebut nak pergi kat die&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mintak&lt;/span&gt; number and everything"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tipu ah!! Hensem ke die tu&lt;/span&gt;??"&lt;br /&gt;Usaid: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biase je.&lt;/span&gt; The point is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dorang jenis yang&lt;/span&gt; go for it. I mean, there's nothing to lose &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun kalo kita&lt;/span&gt; approach that guy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau tak jadi, tak pe ah. Asal ah perempuan-perempuan kat Malaysia tak macam tu&lt;/span&gt;?? I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buat je ah&lt;/span&gt; first move."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the conversation went on and on with me of course &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mem&lt;/span&gt;backing Malaysian girls and him asking me to bring a hot Irish chick for him when I come back. Haish~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of the matter is, we Malaysians have this whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sikap sopan santun&lt;/span&gt; Melayu embedded in us. So, we find it hard to be bold and make the first move.&lt;br /&gt;Don't just look at the girls, even a lot of boys find it hard to approach girls.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we humans are very egoistical creatures. Those kind of actions would require us to lower our ego and making it open to be bruised. Besides that, we don't usually handle rejection very well(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sebab tu la ramai budak perempuan kene bunuh lepas me&lt;/span&gt;reject someone or cheat with someone else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the safest move would be to just stay still. Wait for the time to come when you finally gather enough courage to approach that guy/girl that you've been crushing about.&lt;br /&gt;But, then maybe it might be too late. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terlepas&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Then, we Malays also are influenced by our religion and hence, we believe in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jodoh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not with someone right now, when the time comes, with effort done also of course, and we end up getting married, then that's our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jodoh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So, the majority of us don't really make that much that effort(me including) to find that special someone because we hold onto that believe.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least, not yet anyway... I can't really say how I'll be like in the next year, 5 years, let alone this year...We don't know what the future holds for us right?&lt;br /&gt;And of course I want to get married someday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siapa tak nak kan&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the main problem I guess is that when it doesn't work out, there are tattle-tales who would go around spreading news of their divorce/break-up and saying mean things such as: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tulah... Dulu perempuan tu yang terhegeh-hegeh nak sangat. Kan dah kene...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I despise these kind of thinking and I despise people who act all friendly in front of someone when they actually talk bad behind them. Typical Malay attitude?? Maybe... But, we all can change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was encouraged one day by a friend of mine to go and like someone(she even suggested some guy we knew. Haish~~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merepek&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merepek&lt;/span&gt;) so that I could understand the feelings she and a few of our friend have when someone they like/have a crush on(whom they've already made a first move on. But, sometimes the guys just don't get it. So, that's the major contribution to my friends' frustrations) go and do something that would hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, maybe that's the whole point of not liking someone right??&lt;br /&gt;It builds a defense mechanism so that you won't be vulnerable to those kind of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;When I say that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sekali lagi kena marah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ko ni lain ah Dayah... Cube jadi perempuan&lt;/span&gt; normal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sikit&lt;/span&gt;."she said.&lt;br /&gt;I am normal!! Just been a little bit modified due to experiences and well, I'm just born this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak wat cane&lt;/span&gt;... Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, seriously, getting back to the topic here...&lt;br /&gt;I think that along the way, the subject about the person making the first move wouldn't matter cause in the end, if it all works out you're both happy and glad that you've found each other.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind making the first move. I don't have any trouble with it at all.&lt;br /&gt;But, I would have to have a concrete reason for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in it for the short-haul. I'm not that kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;I think the majority of people in their early twenties don't have that whole high school mentality where you think you're cool if you couple around. People get more serious in relationships if they commit in one(if you're already in your 20s and don't feel this way, it's not the end of the world!! People mature at different pace. So, it's ok. Just don't go hurting anyone's feelings and you'll be fine).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even if you like to couple around, at some point in your life, you get tired of the game(quote from "The Sweetest Thing"=P)&lt;br /&gt;To me, short-term relationships just wastes time, energy, money and your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're just thinking of being with someone just for the sake of having someone, just don't.&lt;br /&gt;Don't go through the hassle of making the first move.&lt;br /&gt;Cause at the end of the day, it involves two people. It's not only you that would be affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apa-apa pun&lt;/span&gt;, even if it doesn't work out, learn from the experience. Don't just give up and think foolish things such as you not ever meeting anyone ever again.&lt;br /&gt;Just like at the end of the video, which says: Love is real... it will come... eventually.&lt;br /&gt;So, chill!! Keep your hearts open but live your life as well!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't get too caught up with finding the right one soo much, life's too short to be concentrating on just that.&lt;br /&gt;And life's soo much bigger than just that... And the only main thing is that you're happy and content with your life and we're all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HUIYOOO!!! Panjang la plak&lt;/span&gt;~~=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-4833850112017628622?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4833850112017628622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-so-stupid-for-you.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4833850112017628622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/4833850112017628622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-so-stupid-for-you.html' title='Not so... Stupid For You~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1909916683582336486</id><published>2008-01-05T23:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:24:18.903Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>RM?? No, not the currency.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what's RM??&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell soon enough. Promise not to laugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I spent the majority of my winter break at Dublin.&lt;br /&gt;Went to almost all of my ex-classmates' houses there.&lt;br /&gt;I have a few KMB(my preparation college) classmates there, one ex-classmate from MRSM KKB(Shida) and also one from SRK SS19(my primary school).&lt;br /&gt;Since it's such a small world, turns out that the one ex-classmate from my primary school(Emy) was the current apartment-mate of one of my ex-KMB classmate and a good friend of mine(Hikmah@Mak Tiri@KEMuncup. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan marah&lt;/span&gt;!! Haha...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, as we(Kem, Shida, Mimi and I) were having dinner, Emy and Kem's other apartment-mates and their friend came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lepak-lepak ah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menikamati &lt;/span&gt;the good food. We were having dessert, eating my famous brownies, (Haha... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perasan gile&lt;/span&gt;~ But, it's my blog so I can say what I want right??=P) and then, Emy came all excited into the kitchen wanting to show us the prize she won in the funfair she, Muna and Manja went earlier that day at Bray(Bray's the name of a place in Dublin which apparently has a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pantai&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She won this really sad looking green car the size of 2 of my fingers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memang kecik ah. Penat kteorang gelakkan&lt;/span&gt;.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comeyl betul mende tu&lt;/span&gt;. She won this basketball game where you had to shoot and score as much as you can. She even broke the record!! Congrats!! Hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;Then, the rest of them were busy hiding the brownies from Emy's sight, unsuccessfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak nak kasi die makan la konon-konon. Kejam betul&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, kasi ah&lt;/span&gt; Emy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kteorang&lt;/span&gt; ex-classmate. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yang lain-lain tak payah kasi&lt;/span&gt;. Haha..."&lt;br /&gt;"Haah... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kteorang sama&lt;/span&gt; class. 6RM..." Emy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menyambung&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"RM?? Class l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ain-lain ape&lt;/span&gt;?? Euro? Pound?? Rupee??"they asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Tak la... RM means Ramah Mesra!! Kteorang kelas 6 Ramah Mesra" Emy and I said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dengan bangga&lt;/span&gt;, hoping to hear them say "oooh" and "aaahhh" with perasaan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kagum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salah sama sekali harapan kami&lt;/span&gt;. They stopped talking for a while, looking at us with this face that says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan nak wat lawak. Ingat kteorang nak caya ker??&lt;/span&gt;" but after noticing that Emy and I were serious, they burst out laughing. Seriously!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macam nak semput je tengok Kem gelak&lt;/span&gt;. Shida and Mimi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak dah sakit-sakit perut gelak. Berani dorang&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Emy and I were totally confused... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak paham apa yang lawak sangat..&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apa lagi nama kelas-kelas yang lain&lt;/span&gt;???" they spurted out in between laughing.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Erm, ade SS(sopan santun), KS(kasih sayang), BB(budi bahasa), TI(tulus ikhlas)... &lt;/span&gt;[by this time we were already playing this game where we say the abbreviation(eg: TI) and they guessed what it meant]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wei, lawak gile wei!!! Tak pernah dengar nama class camtu. Selalu cam 'Amanah' ke 'Gigih' ker... Satu ayat je. Ni 'Ramah Mesra', 'Kasih Sayang', 'Sopan Santun'... Hahahahaha... Lawak-lawak!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotong-royong, ringan tulang ke takde ke&lt;/span&gt;??"they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haish!! Takde!! Gotong-royong is &lt;/span&gt;one word only ok&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?? Kteorang kena &lt;/span&gt;two words&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ah &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ringan tulang tu bukan simpulan bahasa ke??(&lt;/span&gt;yes, I actually knew this..=P&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;) Mana boleh!! Dah tu, nama kelas korang time sekolah rendah tu ape?? Mesti nama-nama bunga la ape la. Keembung, kemboja, bunga tahi ayam, bunga kertas... Itu bosan&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banyak sekolah dah gune.&lt;/span&gt;" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kteorang kelas biasa-biasa je nama. Biru, hijau, ungu, merah... Ade gak nama bunga-bunga ni. Normal ah...&lt;/span&gt; Haha... And at least it's better &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bile cakap&lt;/span&gt;: 'Hai. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya budak kelas 6 Kemboja&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daripada cakap: 'Hai. Saya budak kelas 6 Ramah Mesra/Kasih Sayang/Sopan Santun&lt;/span&gt;...'" they said before bursting out with hysteric laughter again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adoi~~ Menyesal sebut tadi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emy and I just waited patiently waiting for them to stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak&lt;/span&gt; defend saying that it's unique to have that kind of names for classes because&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tak banyak&lt;/span&gt; schools &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lain guna&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada ke&lt;/span&gt; school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lain guna RM/SS/TI/BB/etc. gak&lt;/span&gt;??) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun tak de siapa yang nak dengar. Sibuk ketawa. Siut betul!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to our defense, nobody in our school ever says the full name of the class, that's why we have the abbreviations. We just say 6RM... Not 6 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramah Mesra!! Skema betul and buat perabih air liur je sebut panjang-panjang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But, still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dorang mengelakkan nama kelas-kelas yang dicintai kami itu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ni la&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau lepak&lt;/span&gt; Dublin, sure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menjadi mangsa buli&lt;/span&gt;. Haish~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they spread the word to Muna, another one of their apartment-mate, who yes... laughed just as hard. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pelik sangat ke nama kelas kteorang tu&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;After this, Kem vowed to spread it to more people. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berani Kem!!! Tak pe!! Nanti ade ah ape-ape&lt;/span&gt; point &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak knekan balik&lt;/span&gt;. Wait and see...=P&lt;br /&gt;But, seriously... 6 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramah Mesra(RM) pelik sangat ke&lt;/span&gt;?? No right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1909916683582336486?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1909916683582336486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/rm-no-not-currency.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1909916683582336486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1909916683582336486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/rm-no-not-currency.html' title='RM?? No, not the currency.'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1664915654880054313</id><published>2008-01-03T21:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:05:11.691Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>I Will Never Die... *shivers*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aku takkan mati..."&lt;/span&gt; is the translation in Malay(or something like that. If I want to confirm it, I'd have to watch the trailer of "Dukun" again, which is soo not going to happen. Once is enough. Huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually the type of person who doesn't get scared easily when watching a horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;I actually kind of dozed off for a while while watching Ju-On and The Exorcist(and a lot of people actually says these two are among the best horror movies there is. Yeah right...)&lt;br /&gt;But, after watching the trailer for the Malaysian movie "Dukun", I actually had to watch with my eyes covered and I winced through the whole trailer cause it freaks me out!&lt;br /&gt;The trailer was actually scary!!(great job!=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to watching the movie, but I heard that it was banned because it was too scary...?? Or maybe because of the controversy surrounding it. Either way, that kind of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is the first time, I think, that a true Malaysian horror film fits the criteria of being a horror movie. Like before, all of them were kind of crap(sorry to say...).&lt;br /&gt;Like for example, I watched "Jangan Pandang Belakang"(mainly because of Pierre Andre haha...) and it was not scary!! I dozed off(yes.. again...) after like 25minutes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bosan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was a little bit pissed off that "Dukun" was banned. Hope the people pulling the strings would let it be showed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the film is loosely based on the very,very controversial case of the brutal murder of Datuk Mazlan Idris by Mona Fendey and her husband and another helper.&lt;br /&gt;I think the movie scared the hell out of me(and I'm sure a whole load of other people) because we were there through the whole process of her trial.&lt;br /&gt;The majority of us read the news when the state assemblyman went missing, when he was later found decapitated and dismembered, when Mona Fandey and her accomplices were captured, and when the three of them were finally hanged.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone could remember(well, applicable to Malaysians, of course) her always smiling face when photographers took her pictures during the looong series of trials.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berani korang&lt;/span&gt; publish those pictures!!! They actually haunt my dreams (sometimes~~)!!"&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now I understand why the Japanese say that "Ju-On" is scary and the Americans say "The Exorcist" is scary and we Malaysians find "Dukun"(well, at least the trailer) scary.&lt;br /&gt;It's maybe because we can relate to it. I mean, it has a connection with our culture.&lt;br /&gt;Witch doctors are quite common even in today's supposedly modern Malaysian society.&lt;br /&gt;So, obviously a lot of people can relate to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dukun" is said to be more focused on the trial part of the whole controversy and does not have that much gory scenes, as said by the director, Dain Said.&lt;br /&gt;But, from the looks of the trailer, it shows a lot of the scary parts(obviously for publicity purposes). So, I don't really believe that statement.&lt;br /&gt;It stars among others Umie Aida and Faizal Hussein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the movie would be release later(after a few cuts here and there or whatever)...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this ban is just a publicity stunt. You know to get the hype all going(skeptical again. Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I hope it would be released cause I'll definitely watch it(erm... even with eyes half covered..)&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'd just have to settle with watching "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sundel Bulong&lt;/span&gt;", the Indonesian horror movie yang Ili, Cipi, Ila and Syal suggest. Better be scary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;korang&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalo tak.... hampa jer&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watch the trailer down there(if like you don't mind getting spooked and don't have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lemah semangat&lt;/span&gt; or anything like that=P)&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Tell me if the trailer doesn't work cause I didn't check. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06651937272943583 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3_nKUnRqNg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06651937272943583 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3_nKUnRqNg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06651937272943583 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3_nKUnRqNg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06651937272943583 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3_nKUnRqNg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3_nKUnRqNg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3_nKUnRqNg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1664915654880054313?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1664915654880054313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-will-never-die-shivers.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1664915654880054313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1664915654880054313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-will-never-die-shivers.html' title='I Will Never Die... *shivers*'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5120074957685480429</id><published>2008-01-02T19:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:26:46.554Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Dimana Kan Ku Carik Ganti~~*sighs*</title><content type='html'>Some of you might have already had the privilege of meeting Mr Robotman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was my sole companion to almost everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;We went to take the exams together...&lt;br /&gt;We went to Paris together... Even up the Eiffel tower and on those crazy rides in Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;We went walking and shopping in Dublin together too...&lt;br /&gt;He never complained... and he was always there.... hanging down my neck.&lt;br /&gt;Although I had a few others like him, but he was always the special one.&lt;br /&gt;Always the one chosen...&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough he never really got the approval from some of my friends, there were some who loved him; even some who wanted to steal him away from me(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bujad... anda dah tak akan berjaya mencuri dia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as people say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Setiap pertemuan, kena la ade perpisahan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today was destined to be our goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;After going shopping at the city together, eating a very delicious meal at Maharajah and even celebrating Rep's birthday, we were separated.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived home and realized he wasn't there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't dangling down my neck anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I searched around my whole room and he wasn't there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, the only trace of Mr Robotman I have is his headphones!(yes, we even share the same interest... Listening to music...)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to search outside... but it was too dark and too cold.&lt;br /&gt;Huah...!!! Sampai ati Mr Robotman missing in action(MIA)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a few hours moping his lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ye ah... Dah habes stock kot&lt;/span&gt; necklace(yes... in case you don't already know, Mr Robotman is a necklace. My fav necklace) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu kat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;awear(Ireland's leading high street fashion and accessories store; according to it's website..)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And I did spend like erm... a few Euros to get him(not telling how much... Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;I never had the opportunity to take a picture with him, or of him(see... I'm not that vain=P)&lt;br /&gt;So, I surfed the net searching for his picture. But I couldn't find it.&lt;br /&gt;So, then suddenly I opened ebay and typed in robot in the necklace and jewelery category and again there was no Mr Robotman!!!&lt;br /&gt;But there were other robot necklaces... all of which was not up to par with Mr Robotman!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tension &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;betul&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;But, I ended up buying another robot necklace... It was cheaper than Mr Robotman, but it looks kindda nice(not as nice as Mr Robotman of course!!! He's irreplaceable!!), but this one's a little bit too hip-hop. But, I'll indie it a bit. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;So, Mr Rebound Robotman would be posted in a week's time, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Will miss Mr Robotman~~='(&lt;br /&gt;P.S: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau ade siape-siape jumpa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mr.Robotman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; berlegar-legar di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; or kat mana-mana ah,  pulangkan/belikan k?? Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3v9HUhvZwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PWS-oqhPOR4/s1600-h/robotman+missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3v9HUhvZwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PWS-oqhPOR4/s320/robotman+missing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150988901039433474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's left of Mr.Robotman=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3v-WEhvZyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aYybUxW_ZKA/s1600-h/robot-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3v-WEhvZyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aYybUxW_ZKA/s320/robot-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150990253954131746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Rebound Robotman&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/5290888727693154001-5120074957685480429?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5120074957685480429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/dimana-kan-ku-carik-gantisighs.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5120074957685480429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5120074957685480429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/dimana-kan-ku-carik-gantisighs.html' title='Dimana Kan Ku Carik Ganti~~*sighs*'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3v9HUhvZwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PWS-oqhPOR4/s72-c/robotman+missing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-2605808817100852434</id><published>2007-12-29T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:57:35.541Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>2008 already??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3bxm0hvZvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fQYTwHWNg9E/s1600-h/new_year_celebration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3bxm0hvZvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fQYTwHWNg9E/s320/new_year_celebration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149568873182226162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;The new year's already near.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking to the bus stop from Shida's house just now and there were these two Irish guys smoking outside a shop and they both looked so happy and when I walked past, they wished me:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey there... Happy coming new year!! Hope you have a great day and year ahead!!"&lt;br /&gt;I was like: "Owh, thanks!! You too...!! Have a great year!!"(while scrutinizing them closely looking at any trace of drunkenness... Nope! Too early to get drunk and they looked too eager to be joking. Yeah, I can be quite skeptical sometimes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then I realized... Right... There's like 2 more days till we reach 2008.&lt;br /&gt;How time flies... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baru je gak bincang-bincang dengan Shida nak&lt;/span&gt; celebrate New Year &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kat mana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since it's almost the New Year, time for reflection!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;How much have I changed during the course of 2007??&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Let me see...&lt;br /&gt;1) I have my own car!![well, technically I share it with Usaid(my bro) cause it's in Malaysia anyway and I spend most of my years here. Although I don't own a license(yet!=P) but, it serves as a motivation for me to take my license!! Right..?? Hopefully next year...]&lt;br /&gt;2) I have seen cadavers and have not(yet!) fainted during each anatomy practicals that I've been in. Unlike some people I know. Hehe...(not that I'm bragging. It could happen to anyone right?? But, next time make sure if you wanna faint, let it be near Alan, ok _a_?? Hahha...)&lt;br /&gt;3) I have been to Paris, Amsterdam and Pulau Redang this year, which have all made me realize what a beautiful world we live in and how we are soo missing out a lot if we don't travel(if we have the opportunity) and make new friends along the way.&lt;br /&gt;4) I have made new and exciting new friends this year. Hazwan, Shut, Wan, Mizerque, Mas, Abid, Pakdin, etc. Majority of whom I knew when I was traveling. One can never can have enough friends right??=)&lt;br /&gt;5) I believe that I have become more independent this year. Proof?? I can travel by bus for long hours without complaining that much. I can also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jalan-jalan&lt;/span&gt; at Dublin alone and also go to each of my friends' house(ok, with the help of the directions from my friends and using public transport. But, still... The old Dayah would never travel using a bus anywhere!! Let alone travel alone to a place I've never been at. Good improvement right??=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, five is enough I guess. Don't want to bore people with too many things. Besides, some things are just meant to be kept private right??=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's my list of New Year's resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a driving license!!&lt;br /&gt;2) Refrain from shopping too much and save some money...&lt;br /&gt;3) Own the very irresistible ipod touch(kind of contradict the above resolution right?? Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;4) Be a better person(always is and always will be my New Year's resolution every year. I just think that you can never stop improving yourself spiritually, academically, socially, etc. cause there's always room for improvement)&lt;br /&gt;5) Travel to more places(Australia, Germany, Italy, Greece, Morocco, Spain, etc.) and meet more cool people!!=)&lt;br /&gt;6) Be in my second year. InsyaAllah.... Berusaha-berusaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm going to be 22 next year. So, this is the year I'd have to erm... never mind. The point is, by 23, I would have already fulfilled this resolution(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak boleh kasik&lt;/span&gt; my mum win on this one. Haha...) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semak ah resolution ni... Tak paham?? Bagus&lt;/span&gt;!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more I want to do next year. But, I'm actually the kind of person who takes things one day at a time. Tackle one problem as it comes. Besides, even if we plan, Allah knows best and what's better for us. So, just chill~~ Don't worry too much and embrace the coming of 2008 with open arms. Soo many new things would be coming your way so don't close your doors to new experiences cause it would definitely make you a better(hopefully) person. And just remember, to make better years from bitter days and you'd be allright!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm still in Dublin. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rakan-rakan yang berada di&lt;/span&gt; Dublin, if you have any plans for the New Year, tell me k?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Budak-budak&lt;/span&gt; RCSI, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duduk diam-diam kat rumah study&lt;/span&gt;. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-2605808817100852434?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2605808817100852434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-already.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2605808817100852434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2605808817100852434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-already.html' title='2008 already??!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3bxm0hvZvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fQYTwHWNg9E/s72-c/new_year_celebration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7333638328741274605</id><published>2007-12-26T01:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T03:59:22.898Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Paris était impressionnant !!!</title><content type='html'>That actually means Paris was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... We(Jiha, Alisa and I) were thinking about making Paris as an annual holiday spot.&lt;br /&gt;Well, until we get bored with it and there's nothing else to see there.&lt;br /&gt;I've been procrastinating writing about this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sebab malas&lt;/span&gt;!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kemalasan datang kembali, baik&lt;/span&gt; start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We left Dublin in the morning. Arrived at around 12pm. Then, took the bus to the main city which took 1 and a half hours. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lama gile&lt;/span&gt;!! So, we took the Metro to our accommodation(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;main ikut orang je. Jalan jauh betul. Padahal ada je Metro yang dekat&lt;/span&gt;) This trip was actually a spontaneous trip yang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;memang sungguh tak diplan&lt;/span&gt;. All we knew were our accommodation's name(Formulae 1), places we want to go and see(eg:Disneyland, Eiffel Tower, The Louvre, etc.) and some tips from people who've been there. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mula-mula nampak cam&lt;/span&gt; blur &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gile ah&lt;/span&gt;. After that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cam dah semakin hebat(siapa-siapa berhajat untuk ke&lt;/span&gt; Paris, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sila tempah saya sebagai&lt;/span&gt; tour guide. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Upah hanyalah sebijik&lt;/span&gt; ipod touch. Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once we arrived at the Metro station that was supposedly near where we were going to stay for the next 5 days, we were completely lost! And the numerous people we asked about the place don't have the slightest clue where it was!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah la sejuk pastu tak tau nak pergi arah mana. Haish~~&lt;/span&gt; Then, we finally agreed to go towards the Stade de France(a huge stadium) after the majority of the people we asked pointed towards that way. So, off we went with bags in tow towards the stadium. It was kind of a long walk, so when we passed a shop, we stopped to buy drinks(actually Jiha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;je yang nak beli air&lt;/span&gt;. Alisa and I were looking for some shelter from the cold and also to ask the directions, yet again, to the hotel). The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakcik&lt;/span&gt; could speak in English(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rasa cam nak sujud syukur je kalo jumpe&lt;/span&gt; someone that could speak in English) and he was actually from India. But, he didn't know where the place was(we were thinking. What kind of place &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;membe&lt;/span&gt; Alisa recommend ni?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenapa semua orang tak tau??? Adoi...&lt;/span&gt;) But, we still went towards the stadium's direction and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pusing punya pusing, jumpa gak sign nak pergi there. Bergembiralah kteorang ikut sign tu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after about 30 minutes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak jumpa-jumpa jugak&lt;/span&gt;. Then, after getting rejected a few times(Alisa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah selalu kene&lt;/span&gt; reject &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalo bab-bab tanya ni&lt;/span&gt;. Haha...), there was this one auntie that gave us the directions there(which was again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salah&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pastu&lt;/span&gt; last-last &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pergi masuk&lt;/span&gt; hotel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mana-mana tanya&lt;/span&gt; where exactly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tempat tu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Setelah penat membebel-bebel kesejukan, kepenatan and marah-marah kawan&lt;/span&gt; Alisa(he said it only took 5 minutes to reach there from the station. Yeah right! It took us 2 hours and a half!), we finally reached the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody thinking of staying there while traveling to Paris, it's a nice place. But, seriously, DO NOT follow the signs leading there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sampai bila pun tak jumpa&lt;/span&gt; cause sign &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die cacat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikut&lt;/span&gt; sign &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak pergi&lt;/span&gt; McD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after spending a couple of hours in the room, we went out to buy the RER(train) tickets to Disneyland(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Senang esok tak payah nak kecah-kecah baru nak beli &lt;/span&gt;cause we were planning to go out early the next day). Then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alang-alang dah dekat&lt;/span&gt; station, we decided right there and then to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terus je pergi&lt;/span&gt; Eiffel tower &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malam-malam tu. Tak sedar diri sejuk malam-malam buta&lt;/span&gt;. But, it was worth it! Eiffel tower was really beautiful and minus the fact that there were loads of guys selling souvenirs and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengganggu&lt;/span&gt; concentration &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kteorang untuk tangkap gambar&lt;/span&gt; and the freezing cold weather, it was totally fun!! But, I wasn't that excited seeing Eiffel Tower, maybe cause I'm more of a nature person. I mean, Eiffel tower was just a tall ensemble of metal that looks pretty with lights and I got excited at first upon seeing it, but it wears down after a while. Still, seeing it in real life was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HIf0hvZoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u0_hQWFIdSs/s1600-h/S73F0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148116298062849666" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HIf0hvZoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u0_hQWFIdSs/s320/S73F0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, so the plan for today was to get out early and spend the whole day in Disneyland. As expected, we got out late. And while we were rushing to go down and out of the hotel, we met 3 Malaysians downstairs(at the reception area). Since we were rushing and we were kind of in shock that there were actually other Malaysians(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merata-rata Malaysians ni&lt;/span&gt;) staying at the same place we were staying(turns out there were another group of Malaysian students staying there as well besides them), we just said "Hi!" in a hurry and made our way hastily towards the exit(Jiha slack &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pergi tarik-tarik pintu yang patutnya ditolak. Dua pulak tu. Haha... Takpe Jiha, cuba lagi&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kteorang paham&lt;/span&gt;... Nervous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jumpe&lt;/span&gt; A_i_...=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, when we reached the station, I remembered one of the guys(Pakdin) who was our college mate(back in KMB), studies in India. So what was he doing all the way here in Paris?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiba-tiba rasa bersalah&lt;/span&gt; cause tak stop and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tegur dorang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ye ah, sure dorang tak tahu jalan semua&lt;/span&gt;. Well, we weren't experts either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi&lt;/span&gt; at least we could all get lost together. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita&lt;/span&gt;, the train came extra late and we met them again at the station and turns out they were heading towards Disneyland as well. So, instead of just three girls, we ended up spending the rest of our trip with 3 additional people. 2 guys(Abid and Pakdin) and also another girl(Mizerque... Hope I got the spelling right). So, we went in both parks(Disneyland Park and Walt Disney Studios park) and got on almost every rides that were marked as being horrifying (except the space shuttle thingy which looked totally cool but it was already late by the time we reached there and it got too cold) and the shows that were recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Note of advice: DO NOT get fooled by the cute Nemo ride. It was actually one of the best rides in the Walt Disney Studios park but it was definitely not cute!! Fun because it was unpredictable.. but we got fooled by the cuteness of it and thought it was just another harmless ride. Anyway, just can't wait to come again and go on it another time!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, whatever it is, Disneyland was fun!! The only complaint I have(besides the cold) is that I wasn't able to take a picture with Mickey. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sdey&lt;/span&gt;!!=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HU20hvZpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/q8kpBdQR1DE/s1600-h/S73F0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148129887339374226" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HU20hvZpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/q8kpBdQR1DE/s320/S73F0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We(Jiha, Alisa, Mizerque, Abid, Pakdin and I) started the day with going up the Eiffel tower. We went all the way up(Level 3) and took loads of pictures there(the wind was blowing kind of hard, making it extra cold, but we still braved ourselves, with the occasional rests. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rugi ah kan bayar-bayar, tak nak tangkap gamba&lt;/span&gt; and enjoy the view from up above).&lt;br /&gt;After Eiffel, we went to see the Arc de Triomp. The arch honours those who fought for France, particularly during Napoleon's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went towards the famous Champs Elysees road. To anyone who wants to go to Paris just to shop, do not think of spending your money here. Almost all of the things are super expensive!!(wow!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penggunaan ayat&lt;/span&gt; super!! haha... inside joke. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;harap maaf&lt;/span&gt;!=P)&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if there are sales, the prices would be reasonable though. But, with my status as a student, I could only settle with window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after that, went to see the Grand Palais and Petite Palais and basically took pictures there and around the area. Paris is extremely beautiful at night.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went towards Musee' da Louvre. We purposely went after 6pm cause one of Mizerque's friends told her that after that, the entrance is free.(yes, we Malaysians love free stuff, don't we?=P) Met some more Malaysian friends here. Mei Lin, Jino(I keep meeting them everywhere I go!! London &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;, Malaysia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la, ni dekat&lt;/span&gt; Paris &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt;), Ding Dong and Zhe Dong. Owh, I forgot to mention, we even met one of our friend's(Khalil's) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mak Long&lt;/span&gt;. What a coincidence!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memang merata-rata la&lt;/span&gt; Malaysians &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After basically dragging ourselves[we were all exhausted and just wanted to see Mona Lisa(which was kind of disappointing.) and were all hungry to explore the whole huge museum], we made our way outside to take some more pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a couple of photos, we went towards KFC(which was halal!! yay!!) and met some more Malaysians there. They were actually studying in Paris. Told us where Hard Rock Cafe was(We searched for Hard Rock Cafe that afternoon to no avail) But, since it was already late after chowing down at KFC, we just went back and saved it for the next day. Everyone was soo tired anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HWKUhvZqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KQM15azaLqw/s1600-h/S73F0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148131321858451106" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HWKUhvZqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KQM15azaLqw/s320/S73F0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HXPEhvZrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/O0i9HDu9CDg/s1600-h/S73F0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148132502974457522" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HXPEhvZrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/O0i9HDu9CDg/s320/S73F0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAY 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today started with a trip to Notre Dame with us meeting yes, another group of Malaysians. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kali ni pakcik-pakcik yang ade kerja&lt;/span&gt; with aerospace or something like that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Layankan je la&lt;/span&gt;... Went inside the cathedral and took some pictures outside and inside. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orang dorang dok sibuk berdoa, kteorang sibuk tangkap gambar. Lawak betul...&lt;/span&gt; After that, went to buy some more souvenirs around the area. Then, we made our way to Hard Rock Cafe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berborong sakan sorang-sorang kat situ. Bujet murah la kan&lt;/span&gt;. Huhu... But, it's ok cause &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukan selalu pun. (ye ker&lt;/span&gt;??=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to the supposedly 'cheaper' place to shop(Printemps). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Murah apenya, semua barang-barang mahal betul!! Memang tak mampu la&lt;/span&gt;. Unless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dia tukar&lt;/span&gt; currency jadi RM instead of Euro. Huhu... Then, after dinner &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semua&lt;/span&gt;, we went to Eiffel tower again cause the other three &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak sempat tangkap gambar&lt;/span&gt; time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malam-malam&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HY-0hvZsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6fZEcMvDQdY/s1600-h/S73F0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148134422824838850" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HY-0hvZsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6fZEcMvDQdY/s320/S73F0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAY 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today is actually the leisure day. Woke up a bit later than usual. Then, Alisa, Jiha and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman&lt;/span&gt; Abid(supposedly for an hour &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi jadi sampai&lt;/span&gt; 3 hours &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebih&lt;/span&gt;. haha..) while Mizerque and Pakdin went to the airport to settle bout their lost luggage. Played cards(poker, etc.) and learned a new magic trick to pass the time. Then, when it got too late, the three of us had to leave and head towards the airport(Jiha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun bersedih&lt;/span&gt;. haha...). by the time we reached the airport, the weather wasn't that great. The fog was horrible and true enough, the flight was delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, we had to be transferred to another airport(at Lille). All of the passengers went on the buses that were provided and all was good for the first few minutes, and by the time we were on the bus for an hour, everyone were fast asleep, even the energetic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makcik&lt;/span&gt; beside me. Guess how long the trip to Lille airport took? Owh yeah... 2 looong hours. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last-last&lt;/span&gt;, what was supposed to be an 8.20pm flight, turns out to be a 1.20am flight. Sampai Dublin, around 2am(Paris's time is an hour earlier compared to Dublin's). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak nak lama pulak perjalanan kan?? Macam balik Malaysia je&lt;/span&gt;. But, we were laughing all the time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cakap Malay mana orang nak paham. Dah la berperang dengan makcik&lt;/span&gt; Cruella deVille with her victory smile &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;setiap kali dapat potong&lt;/span&gt; our line. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kejam!! Tidak lupe juga kepada&lt;/span&gt; plastic guys Alisa. Haha... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memang terhibur gak la&lt;/span&gt; eventhough flight delay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dengan dasyatnya. Muka-muka orang lain semua tak bermaya je&lt;/span&gt;. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, basically that's about it regarding the Paris trip. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banyak benda-benda lain yang berlaku&lt;/span&gt;. But, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanti panjang jadinye&lt;/span&gt;. So, I'll leave it at that...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7333638328741274605?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7333638328741274605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/that-actually-means-paris-was-awesome.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7333638328741274605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7333638328741274605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/that-actually-means-paris-was-awesome.html' title='Paris était impressionnant !!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R3HIf0hvZoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u0_hQWFIdSs/s72-c/S73F0344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6910720509706147821</id><published>2007-12-18T01:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T04:02:29.086Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories of the travelling pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Adik-adik, When You Want to Go Travelling, What's The First Thing That's Supposed to be on Your Checklist...??</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... Let me see...&lt;br /&gt;Money?? Check!&lt;br /&gt;Clothes?? Check!&lt;br /&gt;Toiletries?? Check!&lt;br /&gt;Flight ticket?? Wait, where is it now?? Owh.. there! Check!&lt;br /&gt;Handphone, MP3 and charger?? Check, check, check!!&lt;br /&gt;Notes??(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;konon-konon untuk&lt;/span&gt; study &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalau ada masa&lt;/span&gt; free) Check!!&lt;br /&gt;Laptop??(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takut kena curik. Mana la nak tahu kalau-kalau&lt;/span&gt; flasher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu bertukar&lt;/span&gt; profession &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jadi pencurik kan...&lt;/span&gt;) Check!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serunding??(makanan senang untuk dibawa&lt;/span&gt; travel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oleh anak-anak Melayu diluar negara&lt;/span&gt;) Check!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Think that would probably be it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off to Dublin!!&lt;br /&gt;Since my house was quite far from the bus station in Cork, about 35minutes walk, I went out of the house early, even took a cab when I reached town and thought I wasn't able to make it at the pace I'm going(my foot is not 100% well yet, so my power walk pace is reduced), and  still missed the 10am bus. I almost never make it in time for buses at my preferred time.&lt;br /&gt;(Note to self and other Corkians: If you think you're already late and most probably would miss the bus, then you're most of the time right. Cause the bus service here is super punctual and the traffic and road in Cork is like crap. So, even if you took a cab, it'll take much longer compared to if you just walked. So, just save your money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no fret! There's another bus coming the next hour.&lt;br /&gt;So, went on that bus, and 4 hours later, reached Dublin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sampai-sampai dah pergi&lt;/span&gt; shopping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt; Jiha. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak-lepak&lt;/span&gt; at their house. Ate what Sarah cooked(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedap!!&lt;/span&gt;=P). Watched '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan Pandang Belakang' &lt;/span&gt;for like 10 minutes before getting totally bored with it(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak takut pun&lt;/span&gt; Taq!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tertido-tido lagi adelah...)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman&lt;/span&gt; Jiha and Alisa tengok "KAMI" and swooning over Abu. *sighs* haha...&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we were about to go out to go and play PS2, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebenarnye nak kena bincang pasal&lt;/span&gt; Australia trip, at Ammar's house, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiba-tiba cam terkeluar topik pasal&lt;/span&gt; PASSPORT!!!&lt;br /&gt;And it just hit me so suddenly! I was like: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHIT!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lupe bawak&lt;/span&gt; passport!!!!! Haish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even with my constant reminders of how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laDDu&lt;/span&gt;(Cauliklaffter's polite way of saying&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; boDDo&lt;/span&gt;) I was, forgetting the most important thing to bring when you want to go travelling, I still had to go back to Cork to get it.&lt;br /&gt;4 looong hours back to Cork and 4 hours back again to Dublin. Buang masa betul!!!(and not to mention money!! Boleh beli baju sehelai ok?? Haish~~)&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing that I noticed I didn't bring it today instead of tomorrow or the day we're going to go to Paris or even worst at the airport cause the whole trip would definitely be called off!!&lt;br /&gt;So, alhamdullilah for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;1) Make a proper checklist before going anywhere!!&lt;br /&gt;2) Suggest to the Irish government to build a bullet train or something that goes 400km/hour from Cork to Dublin so that it wouldn't take 4 loong hours to reach.&lt;br /&gt;3) Make a necklace and attach my passport to it and wear it everyday. Haha... Yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-6910720509706147821?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6910720509706147821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/adik-adik-when-you-want-to-go.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6910720509706147821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6910720509706147821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/adik-adik-when-you-want-to-go.html' title='Adik-adik, When You Want to Go Travelling, What&apos;s The First Thing That&apos;s Supposed to be on Your Checklist...??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-5648907899334521785</id><published>2007-12-16T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-16T13:02:40.995Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>"Garangnyer!! Tapi cute..." berkata Abu yang lagi comeyl *sighs*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R2UhM0hvZhI/AAAAAAAAADA/1c1vs7HXpb8/s1600-h/02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R2UhM0hvZhI/AAAAAAAAADA/1c1vs7HXpb8/s320/02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144554653482968594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R2UhG0hvZgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Z3wHmgQZ6Mc/s1600-h/01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R2UhG0hvZgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Z3wHmgQZ6Mc/s320/01.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144554550403753474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's weird isn't it...??&lt;br /&gt;When it's time for the holidays, that's the time when I suddenly have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm running out of shows to watch(cause basically I've watched every single episode of every single series I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt;. And Prison Break, Heroes, Desperate Housewives, Grey's Anatomy and  Gossip Girl either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dah habis&lt;/span&gt; season or taking too long to get the newest episode out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berani dorang!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was bored and wanted to watch something.&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly remembered that Di and Taq &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; one series yang I tried to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; before but fell asleep like 10 minutes after and in between the 1st episode either it was because it was too boring/doesn't have that much scenes with Abu(acted by Nas-t) in it/I was too tired at that time. This is not a review of the series as a whole. I mean, I won't be talking about the social issues, whether it's suitable for Malaysian viewers/teenagers, blah.. blah.. blah.. not this time. Banyak sangat kalau nak tulis pasal tu. Huhu... Maybe next time, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalau rajin&lt;/span&gt;. You guys who've watched/will be watching it can judge it by yourself right? And they did say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kegiatan-kegiatan negatif didalam cerita rekaan ini perlulah dihindari bersama..."&lt;/span&gt; So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pandai-pandailah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tried watching it 2 days ago and since there were only 8 episodes, I finished it the next day(and totally fell for Abu!!=P)&lt;br /&gt;The 1st episode was kind of boring. Maybe cause I don't know any of the characters(duh.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kata&lt;/span&gt; 1st episode) and the plot of the story is still rather hazy. No wonder I fell asleep watching it the first time. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, basically KAMI was produced to support and promote indie local bands.&lt;br /&gt;It revolves around 5 teenagers who became friends through chance when they met at a gig.&lt;br /&gt;Lynn(the girl from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kampung yang garang tapi&lt;/span&gt; cute..!! haha...), Ali(the ex drug addict &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang boleh tahan comeylnya&lt;/span&gt;), Adii(Ali's cousin who acts like a rock that holds the group together), Abu(the funny badboy yang hot and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comeyl&lt;/span&gt;*sighs*=P) and Sofie(the beautiful girl who have to work hard to be taken seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of them has issues of their own and at the first few episodes, they covered each of the characters' background story and issues.&lt;br /&gt;Started with Lynn's, then Ali's, Sofie's, Adii's and Abu's.&lt;br /&gt;Since they at a later time met, so, much of the scenes were redundant and hence the script that Abu said the first time they met Lynn at the gig: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Garangnyer..!!&lt;/span&gt; Tapi cute..." was repeateed like 5 times if I'm not mistaken. Haha... No wonder it's stuck in my brain!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my personal fav is Abu's story. I've always been a sucker for mysterious bad guys with a big heart when I was in high school. Yeah, go figure. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biasalah, kurang matang&lt;/span&gt;. Haha... Nowadays though, I'd rather have a mysterious gentleman with a big heart=P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Abu's story was sooo funny+sad... I know... Weird combination of feelings. But, try watching it and I'm almost completely sure you'd feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't want to delve deeper in the plot and all that.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it'll probably spoil the story for those people who haven't watched it yet and there's no joy in that.&lt;br /&gt;But, what I can say is the series is OK for Malaysian standard.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't really watch that much Malaysian series, besides 'Gol and Gincu' and the occasional series I watch when my lil bro is watching it. So, I obviously can't be the best judge to rate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if they're showing reruns of the series in Malaysia right now, but you could always catch it at the &lt;a href="http://www.8tv.com.my/Shows/EpHighlight.aspx?MasterID=153&amp;amp;ShowID=166&amp;amp;MenuID=2&amp;amp;SubMenuID=1&amp;amp;TemplateID=1&amp;amp;EpID=3713&amp;amp;VideoID=2363"&gt;8tv website&lt;/a&gt; or try searching it at Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasib baik ada&lt;/span&gt; website &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam ni. Boleh la jugak tengok cerita-cerita&lt;/span&gt; Malay. Sometimes changing your taste is good=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silalah&lt;/span&gt; watch&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kalau anda rasa berminat, baru habis &lt;/span&gt;exams and don't have any other series to watch. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-5648907899334521785?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5648907899334521785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/garangnyer-tapi-cute-berkata-abu-yang.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5648907899334521785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/5648907899334521785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/garangnyer-tapi-cute-berkata-abu-yang.html' title='&quot;Garangnyer!! Tapi cute...&quot; berkata Abu yang lagi comeyl *sighs*'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R2UhM0hvZhI/AAAAAAAAADA/1c1vs7HXpb8/s72-c/02.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-8716380007071791245</id><published>2007-12-13T22:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:32:02.635Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Oooh... How the World Would Be So Much More Beautiful Without Exams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wuhuuu....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finished the exams already!!!!!(eventhough cam truk gak la... Huaaaahhh..!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cane ni&lt;/span&gt;?? First test &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun dah cam kantoi&lt;/span&gt;. Ok, stop! Don't want to talk bout it. It'll just spoil my celebratory mood.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhh~~ The feeling of freedom is overwhelming~~&lt;br /&gt;Now, the winter holidays is officially ON!!&lt;br /&gt;If my foot doesn't still hurt, I would've jumped up and down like crazy already.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'd just have to settle doing that in my imagination... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to curb my frustration after the exams??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pergi&lt;/span&gt; city!!&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was only going to eat out. Spent some time lepak-lepak kat Istanbul dengan Wani, Miha and Nad(advice to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;budak-budak&lt;/span&gt; Cork, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sila jangan membazirkan duit anda dengan membeli&lt;/span&gt; chips and cheese. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sungguh tidak berbaloi. Baik balik rumah, buat sendiri. Pasti lebih enak&lt;/span&gt;!!=P)&lt;br /&gt;Then, met up with Syah and Pareq, they were at the city as well, shopping...&lt;br /&gt;So, joined them and the result: One new jacket and a top[puas hati!! Retail therapy does help... Bile kite nak gi Mahon Point(a shopping center) pulak korang???=)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, tomorrow I'm gonna go ice skating with my classmates!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even with my foot not completely healed.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lambat betul la&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orang nak gi&lt;/span&gt; holiday ni!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kan&lt;/span&gt; best&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kalau ade power macam&lt;/span&gt; Claire Bennet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jatuh masuk&lt;/span&gt; River Lee &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampai patah tengkuk pun ok lagi&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;Then, after that, gonna go to Dublin and Paris!! Can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make sure I shop, sight-see, take pictures, etc. to the fullest!!&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm going to go there a zillion times(Paris I mean... Dublin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cam akan selalu je dijenguk&lt;/span&gt;=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;khir kata marilah kita tawakal and doa&lt;/span&gt; results ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Usaha dah buat. Kalo tak dapat results yang&lt;/span&gt; best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun, rezeki masing-masing kan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He knows what's best for us. So, don't fret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy holidays everyone!!!(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jangan meroyan sangat. Tunggu &lt;/span&gt;summer holidays&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; baru boleh nak meroyan habis-habisan&lt;/span&gt;. Note to self actually=D)&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, got sleep, movies, TV series and guitar playing to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;qada'&lt;/span&gt; now without feeling totally guilty=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-8716380007071791245?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8716380007071791245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/oooh-how-world-would-be-so-much-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8716380007071791245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8716380007071791245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/oooh-how-world-would-be-so-much-more.html' title='Oooh... How the World Would Be So Much More Beautiful Without Exams!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-8892880183552942165</id><published>2007-12-12T13:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T14:47:48.740Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>-STD-</title><content type='html'>STD???&lt;br /&gt;Sexually transmitted disease??? Nope!&lt;br /&gt;Super Top Detective?? Huh?? No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aaaah... Bosan ah. Asyik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salah je&lt;/span&gt;(psycho &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cakap sorang-sorang&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;STD stands for STRESSED+TIRED+DEPRESSED. Sums up what I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate, hate, hate exams!!!(who doesn't? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalo ada yang suka&lt;/span&gt; exams, then you can kindly come here and sit for the paper for me.)&lt;br /&gt;How can a paper that lasts for about an hour and a half have this much impact on me???&lt;br /&gt;And how in the world did they come up with mixing Biochemistry, Anatomy, Physiology and Histology into ONE paper??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tengok!! Sekarang dah pening nak baca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mana satu. Baca satu, lupa yang lain. Baca yang lain, lupa plak yang lagi satu. Adoi~~&lt;br /&gt;Pastu &lt;/span&gt;time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camni la masalah&lt;/span&gt; PERV, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apa-apa entah lagi nak&lt;/span&gt; crop up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semak sungguh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Exams and problems do come in pairs for me.&lt;br /&gt;It's ok... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dugaan&lt;/span&gt;... And I've probably got used it to it by now. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masalah-masalah telah diselesaikan&lt;/span&gt;(well, at least from my point of view. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalo perv tu datang lagi, Pareq kata nak curah dengan air panas&lt;/span&gt; from hot water bottle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dia tu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harap-harap sempat bukak before die cabut. Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess, the only thing keeping me going is having the drive to at least not fail.&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that my family back home have placed such high hopes on me and know that I can do it(it's beautiful isn't it the way your family always has your back even when you do fail and how they can have so much faith in you that you just push yourself to the fullest wanting to fulfill those hopes).&lt;br /&gt;And also knowing that I'll be out of here after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;No perv(hopefully...), no stress, no studying[for a few days before jumping right back in to FM1002(the current module I'm taking)]&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go to Dublin and then Paris!!! Wuhuu...!!&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland here I come!!!(yeah, sometimes fantasy's the way to go when reality just sucks too much. The villains and the good guys could also be distinguished unlike in reality where looks and of course words can be soo deceiving. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patut la Ili suka sangat&lt;/span&gt; Disney and fantasy movies=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm stressing so much cause it's been such a long time since I had to sit for a major exam.&lt;br /&gt;But, people do say, "Success comes from failure."(but, I don't wanna fail!!! Then, go study!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baik-baik!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the books!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1_rxWVhx2I/AAAAAAAAACg/akLUwIPTJXA/s1600-h/Lefter-Christmas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1_rxWVhx2I/AAAAAAAAACg/akLUwIPTJXA/s320/Lefter-Christmas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143088532522387298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-8892880183552942165?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8892880183552942165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/std.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8892880183552942165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/8892880183552942165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/std.html' title='-STD-'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1_rxWVhx2I/AAAAAAAAACg/akLUwIPTJXA/s72-c/Lefter-Christmas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6495628135801098977</id><published>2007-12-11T05:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:47:08.415Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cauliklaffter news'/><title type='text'>Gimme, gimme more~~</title><content type='html'>For the more observant, you'd probably notice that those are the lyrics for Britney's new song. 'Gimme More'&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing using it as the title of my post??(I'm NOT a big fan of Britney, so...)&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Diyana(one of my housemates) have been wanting to learn to play this song on the guitar because according to her, she wants to learn to play more singable songs now. Erm, yeah... 'Nice' song choice!! 'It's sooo singable and not slutty'!!! (sarcasm there just in case you don't get it)&lt;br /&gt;Of course, me being me, totally don't agree with it and objected her suggestion that I learn it first and teach her... I mean seriously, eventhough I've never heard of the song at that time, why would anyone want to learn how to play Britney's songs???&lt;br /&gt;It's just... well, it's just not understandable.&lt;br /&gt;After hearing the song and the oh-so-not attractive video clip, it confirmed what I said to Di earlier that all guitarist should just stay away from her songs(unless you're paid to play it. Haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lo and behold!! Yesterday, guess who started learning this song?&lt;br /&gt;Yup!! Me... and Taq.&lt;br /&gt;I was sceptical at first. But, then Taq made me listen to Marie Digby's version of the song. [for those of you unfamiliar with Marie Digby, she's a YouTuber who just became famous because of her great guitar playing skills(ok, at least by a woman's standard), her super-nice vocals and of course having gorgeous looks only helps it right??=) Check out her version of Umbrella that got her famous]&lt;br /&gt;Her version of 'Gimme More' was waaaaay better than Britney's(like duh~~).&lt;br /&gt;I was actually more interested in learning how to play the song cause the chords she used aren't the ones I'm familiar with and besides she did make the song worthwhile to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there we were, Taq and I, learning how to play the song[wearing our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telekung... Selekeh btul!! Mengaji kan lebih bagus, Taq??&lt;/span&gt;=P &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Itulah namanya meroyan. Meroyan sebab sakit hati dengan&lt;/span&gt; OSCE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang tak memuaskan hati&lt;/span&gt;!!! (OSCE is one of the exams I had this winter. It generally tests the our clinical skills, like how you deal with patients, taking their history, performing tests, knowing about diseases and their symptoms, etc.) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say we kind of succeeded in learning the song. Well, at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapat&lt;/span&gt; ah chord &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ape yang dia guna&lt;/span&gt; and the strumming pattern. With more practice, we'll probably be invited to be guitarists for Chris Crocker's mini consert. Haha...(another YouTuber. But, erm... not a guitarist.)&lt;br /&gt;For those of you still feeling weird as to why I spent my precious time learning this song, well take a listen to Marie Digby's version, then we'll go from there=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Note to self and Cauliklaffters! If it's not Mr Peter, any of our friends, or Indian Moon ringing the bell, ignore it. Especially, if they ask where Tesco is. PERV!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-08275733159343138 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/a6GqWpuefc8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-02811060935573596 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/a6GqWpuefc8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a6GqWpuefc8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a6GqWpuefc8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-6495628135801098977?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6495628135801098977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/gimme-gimme-more.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6495628135801098977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6495628135801098977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/gimme-gimme-more.html' title='Gimme, gimme more~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-7223957435002693134</id><published>2007-12-08T18:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:03:13.439Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>What I Want For the New Year or on My Birthday or anytime I/you(preferably you...) have Enough Money is...</title><content type='html'>I'm not asking a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Just a small gadget that have been begging me to buy it(or for you to buy it for me. This works better for me though=P).&lt;br /&gt;It may be just a tad bit costly...&lt;br /&gt;But, like a friend of mine always says, "Friendship trumps over money anytime..."&lt;br /&gt;So, please.... Please get me this ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'd love to get the 16GB, but if you're more inclined to get me the 8GB, I'll be more than willing to take it....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1rg9mVhx1I/AAAAAAAAACY/t_N_H_Ub-0k/s1600-h/hero_overview_20070905.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1rg9mVhx1I/AAAAAAAAACY/t_N_H_Ub-0k/s320/hero_overview_20070905.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141669273464325970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-7223957435002693134?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7223957435002693134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-i-want-for-new-year-or-on-my.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7223957435002693134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/7223957435002693134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-i-want-for-new-year-or-on-my.html' title='What I Want For the New Year or on My Birthday or anytime I/you(preferably you...) have Enough Money is...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1rg9mVhx1I/AAAAAAAAACY/t_N_H_Ub-0k/s72-c/hero_overview_20070905.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-388787337185431420</id><published>2007-12-06T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:26:15.637Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Please Don't Make Me Cry~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, don't be alarmed by the title of my post.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually taken from the lyrics of Eisley's song; Telescope Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo addicted to that song right now.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard the song a couple of years back.&lt;br /&gt;But, just recently, the song keeps on haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; exam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;memang semua pun nak&lt;/span&gt; haunt and distract me from studying. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syaitoon...!!&lt;/span&gt; huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you humor me today&lt;br /&gt;calling me out to play&lt;br /&gt;with your telescope eyes, metal teeth&lt;br /&gt;I can't be seen with you, you freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go cry, go run away&lt;br /&gt;let your short legs carry you away&lt;br /&gt;with your big dress&lt;br /&gt;and your dirty hair&lt;br /&gt;your pen's waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;just get far, far away from me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;please don't make me cry&lt;br /&gt;please don't make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I'm just like you&lt;br /&gt;I know you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm just like you&lt;br /&gt;so leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Matthew, why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;you're just not near enough like me&lt;br /&gt;with your telescope eyes, metal teeth&lt;br /&gt;I can't be seen with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of interpretation about the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Some people thought it was about having an imaginary friend, or being afraid of the dark when they saw the video clip.&lt;br /&gt;But, basically, the lyrics is a payback to a friend of one of the members of Eisley.&lt;br /&gt;He(Matthew) was a neighbour of hers and would always call her out to play but at school acts as if he doesn't know her; just because she wears glasses and braces. What a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;But, they were young then, and considering the fact that guys mature less faster than girls(anyone cares to dispute that??=P), it's kind of understandable the way he acted.&lt;br /&gt;I guess at that time of age, most kids want to be seen as cool and hanging out with a nerdy looking kid would make you look sort of uncool. Yeah, whatever~~&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I was always the non-discriminating type. If you're friendly to me(given that you're not psychotic in a really psycho way... hahah...) then I'll be friendly to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway I'm not quite sure which of the Eisley girls(Eisley is not an all-girl band. They have a guy on drums and the other on bass guitar. Four of them are siblings and one is a family friend. Totally sweet!!) wrote that song. But, I guess the Matthew guy must be really regretting his actions in the past, considering the fact that all three girls are beautiful and famous now...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lesson we can learn from this song(yes, songs can even teach you lessons about life) is that we have to treat people with respect regardless of their looks(we never know when they'll suddenly become a hot guitar/keyboard playing chick, rocking it out with her band) and also don't think about what people would say or think when you become friends with them. What you think matters. You know them better than any of the other people. Some people are just afraid of knowing someone outside of their circle cause they're afraid of something that's different from them. Because they don't understand the differences and don't want to even find out about it(could somehow be related to the way some people have a mind-set about Muslims and don't want to understand them and change that mind-set, I guess). So, forget what people say and think. Live your life and get to know as many people as possible. Differences in each one of us makes the world a better place. Then, you won't have regrets later on. At the end of the day, we're all the same. Humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've put the video of the song down there. But, the lyrics are different. A lot of the lyrics from the original song were asked to be removed and changed due to 'commercial' value, as suggested by their recording label.&lt;br /&gt;Besides the song getting a more upbeat tempo, I think what their recording label asked them to do was crap. Liked the original song waay better. But, people's opinion differ. So, enjoy!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akhir kata&lt;/span&gt;, Eisley rocks!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-009454660867416287 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtUKdzbtHhE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0706243134316354 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtUKdzbtHhE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtUKdzbtHhE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtUKdzbtHhE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-388787337185431420?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/388787337185431420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/please-dont-make-me-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/388787337185431420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/388787337185431420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/please-dont-make-me-cry.html' title='Please Don&apos;t Make Me Cry~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-3793037796964029359</id><published>2007-12-04T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:38:36.038Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Finale... Finale...</title><content type='html'>If you're haven't watched the newest series of Heroes and Desperate Housewives, please stop reading. This post may contain spoilers~~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so today I watched the season finale for Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I thought about it??&lt;br /&gt;It was sooooooooooooooooo BORING!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was boring because the story's becoming more and more predictable and I kindda think that the story's not going anywhere, like Nana says, every episode &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semakin merepek&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I agree with you Nana. Hahhahaa... (doesn't mean I'm not still emo with you for not telling me the news though... Huh..!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;perlu ke watak Sylar ada lagi??? BOSAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;T&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1XmX2Vhx0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BJC9ya59jEg/s1600-h/main-heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1XmX2Vhx0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BJC9ya59jEg/s320/main-heroes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140267847110477634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he only part that made me look forward to the next season is knowing what happened to Niki. Poor Mikah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang comeyl&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak anak&lt;/span&gt; please!!! hahaha...). He can't possibly lose his mom too...&lt;br /&gt;But, Niki's character is still important for the writers to just kill off right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we'll never know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pernah je&lt;/span&gt; writers yang psycho &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni bunuh&lt;/span&gt; important characters [e.g. Marissa from The OC(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampai hati dorang&lt;/span&gt; kill off Marissa!!!) and the 'presumed' death of Dr. Sara Tancredi from Prison Break(I don't really believe this. Especially since it's Prison Break and anything can happen here. Conspiracy, conspiracy~~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ya, saya sudah pandai menilai kebenaran sesuatu&lt;/span&gt;=P)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Heroes ended with Nathan getting shot and Niki didn't quite made it out of the fire after saving whats-her-name(totally forgot and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maleh nak carik kat&lt;/span&gt; intenet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ala, tapi&lt;/span&gt; with Heroes, you don't really get all that sad when a character dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ye ah, tiba-tiba hidup balik&lt;/span&gt;~~ Aaaah... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak thrill lagi membosankan... (tapi masa ayah Hiro BETUL-BETUL mati, sedey!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tal&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1XkV2VhxyI/AAAAAAAAACA/UTx9Ndiix8I/s1600-h/desperate_housewives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1XkV2VhxyI/AAAAAAAAACA/UTx9Ndiix8I/s320/desperate_housewives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140265613727483682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;king about characters being killed off, the newest episode of Desperate Housewives ended with Lynette shouting in anguish upon seeing Mrs. McClusky's house totally ruined due to the tornado(this was pretty brilliant. I mean, the tornado part... Who would've thought huh??)&lt;br /&gt;Her entire family plus Ida was in the basement of the house, taking shelter from the tornado.&lt;br /&gt;So, during the intro, Mary Alice, as the narrator, said something about how at the end of the tornado, the Wisteria Lane ladies are going to lose a friend and one of them would lose a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so... That kind of had me hooked from start to finish(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pernah ke&lt;/span&gt; Desperate Housewives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;punye&lt;/span&gt; episode &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak berjaya men&lt;/span&gt;hook&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; their fans??) and I was thinking over and over, please don't let it be Tom(for the somebody's gonna lose a husband part) and also don't let the other housewives die. It's soooo going to kill the series[like killing off Marissa kind of killed The OC. Yes, I'm still not really over it eventhough the series is over. You have a problem with that, you deal with me!!!(tak paham, abaikan... hahaha...)]&lt;br /&gt;Turns out Victor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; albino died(somebody's husband died... tick!) and Sylvia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; psycho died also(but she's not any body's friend...)&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siapa&lt;/span&gt; friend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dorang yang mati ni&lt;/span&gt;???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My guess??? Ida.... Character &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang paling selamat untuk dimatikan(jahat?? &lt;/span&gt;Maybe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jahat gak sikit. Tapi nak&lt;/span&gt; kill off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siapa lagi???&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the continuation of this episode would be aired not so immediately... or so I've heard.&lt;br /&gt;The whole writers' strike is still on and heard that the writers and producers aren't getting any closer to calling truce(Get it over already!! We've got stories to unravel!!)&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to have to be a little bit patient then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I'll still be hooked on Heroes though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sudah!! Sambung study!!=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-3793037796964029359?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3793037796964029359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/finale-finale.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3793037796964029359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/3793037796964029359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/finale-finale.html' title='Finale... Finale...'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R1XmX2Vhx0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BJC9ya59jEg/s72-c/main-heroes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6407992227503424548</id><published>2007-11-30T00:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:26:13.240Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Bonus Question: What's the Connection Between a Golf Ball &amp; My Foot??</title><content type='html'>Before 6.45pm yesterday, there was no actual connection between those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, as people always say. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ajal maut di tangan Tuhan... Jatuh tangga dan bengkak pun di tangan Tuhan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;Taq, Miha, Wani and I were walking down the stairs to get to the lift on the 2nd floor from the surau(which is located on the 3rd floor) at Brookfield. The surau is situated such as we had to take the lift until the 2nd floor and then go up the stairs to the 3rd floor to get there. Weird, I know. Blame it on the people who planned the building. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as we were going down the steps, Taq was complaining how thirsty she was;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hausnya!!!(it's dahaga ok, Taq?) Nak air!! Nak air!! Nak pengsan dah ni haus&lt;/span&gt;!!"&lt;br /&gt;I then said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ala, tunggu je sampai rumah nanti. Sekejap je pun&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, tapi ade tmpt minum air kat bawah tu...&lt;/span&gt;" berkata Miha.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jauh tak&lt;/span&gt;??" Taq asked.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak ah. Dekat 2nd floor tu jer. Tepi tu.&lt;/span&gt;" Miha and I said to her.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owh.... Dayah nak&lt;/span&gt;!!" Taq said while extending her hand towards me.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak ape&lt;/span&gt;??" I asked, confused.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Botol la&lt;/span&gt;..." Miha tukang pengurang(ye ker??) kekonfiusan berkata.&lt;br /&gt;Taq then said again, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cepat la... Nak pengsan dah ni haus&lt;/span&gt;!!"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha... takpe, biar je pengsan&lt;/span&gt;" I jokingly replied.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eventhough takde dialog dari Wani, sesungguhnya die wujud, tetapi mungkin sedang sibuk membayangkan Abang S_i_o_ kesayangannyer~~ haha...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, while I was rummaging through my (extremely heavy!) bag searching for my bottle, bedebuk!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jatuh...!! Jatuh tangga yang&lt;/span&gt; horror &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu!!!(takde ah sampai tergolek-golek&lt;/span&gt;. Just termiss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;satu&lt;/span&gt; step and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jatuh&lt;/span&gt;. Loser &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gile&lt;/span&gt;... Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;But, seriously... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pelik ah kenape boleh jatuh teruk camtu.&lt;/span&gt; I was holding on to the stairs' handle, when i started to slip. But, because of gravity and the excessively heavy bag(psycho &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ape entah gi bawak buku&lt;/span&gt; anatomy, physio, etc. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang berat-bera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t gi kelas ari tu. Bujet kuat&lt;/span&gt; study &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah.&lt;/span&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ape-ape pun, yang penting, sakit&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I'm not the type of person who admits that I'm hurting even when I'm sick. Partly because it'll only worry people and I have this crazy thinking that admitting you're sick would only make it even more real(and I'm studying medicine...?? haish~~) Anyway, after falling down the stairs, I of course still braved myself to walk back home. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah ah jalan kat sini c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am cacat sikit&lt;/span&gt;(It's uneven and memang cacat la senang cerita. Huhu...) and it was a 10minutes walk(usually... But, just now, it took 5minutes longer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak biasa betul jalan pelan-pelan ni&lt;/span&gt;!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I arrived home. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lepak-lepak la kejap.&lt;/span&gt; Thinking at the back of my mind: "It'll go away. Maybe after some rest." After dinner, I chilled out in my room for a while. Then, suddenly the foot(it was my left foot by the way) started to irritate me. The pain got a little bit worst. I inspected it. Ok &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jer... Juz bengkak sikit and cam tak boleh nak&lt;/span&gt; straight&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan die&lt;/span&gt; and range of movement &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun&lt;/span&gt; limited. Then, I went on chilling out(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukan nak&lt;/span&gt; study!! Exams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak dekar dah ni&lt;/span&gt;!!). Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiba-tiba cam terpandang kaki tu l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agi&lt;/span&gt;. Then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baru la perasan dengan sangat terkejutnya yang die dah bengkak kat&lt;/span&gt; the other side of the foot(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahagian buku lali&lt;/span&gt;). It swelled like there was a golf ball embedded in it!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Menakutkan&lt;/span&gt;!!!(so now you know the connection between those two...=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the fall was taken a little bit seriously by me after that. My housemate started laughing at the sight of it. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siap buat lawak nak buat&lt;/span&gt; golf open &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; Cauliklaffter. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sengal&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad it happened(I'm not glad it happened, but it already did) today instead of next week&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ke&lt;/span&gt;. Cause the week after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt; exams!!(Owh, or maybe if they saw my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'tempang'&lt;/span&gt;ness, they'll give me extra credit for even coming to the exams=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih~~ Probably have to take the day off tomorrow!! Huah...!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak pasal-pasal dapat cuti peristiwa&lt;/span&gt;. Miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; lectures and study group...=(&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takpe daripada tempang seumur hidup, baik kasi die rehat dulu kan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;When these kind of things happens, you start to really appreciate what you have(this is actually the 2nd time I've injured my left foot. The 1st time was when I landed horribly wrong during netball practice. Promised never to jump too high after that, but then this... Again, we never ever could predict our future... So...)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta put ice on it after this(thanks Ille for the ice and Cauliklaffterers[eventhough &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gelak je kerja korang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak dapat nak&lt;/span&gt; join trip out to town tomorrow!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sedih&lt;/span&gt;!!!), and also thanks to those people who were concerned about me too!!=)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R09rYIeL32I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EARidlCDVjM/s1600-R/new.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R09rYIeL32I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cE3Oa5GGUSw/s320/new.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138443762188148578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5290888727693154001-6407992227503424548?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6407992227503424548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/bonus-question-whats-connection-between.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6407992227503424548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6407992227503424548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/bonus-question-whats-connection-between.html' title='Bonus Question: What&apos;s the Connection Between a Golf Ball &amp; My Foot??'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R09rYIeL32I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cE3Oa5GGUSw/s72-c/new.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-2650461636338039258</id><published>2007-11-28T19:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:22:24.498Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>Who Wants To Be A "Ribuan"nair???</title><content type='html'>MARA finally gave all of us studying in Ireland scholarships based on the new rate!!!(plus the remaining money from September till November) two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Wuhuu...!! So, the majority of us are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ribuan&lt;/span&gt;nairs~~&lt;br /&gt;Sayang MARA!!! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pujian dengan harapan dapat la naik lagi. hahaha... ha... rapan...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, all the pressures and tension felt due to the upcoming exams, were lifted when we saw the balance on our bank accounts.... Well at least for a few minutes only... Then poooom!!! back to reality~~ The extra money ain't going to be there if you don't pass your exams rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as excited and agitated as all of us were; thinking what we were all going to do with the money, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amanah ah wei korang duit tu&lt;/span&gt;. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak payah ah nak beli gitar&lt;/span&gt;, necklace robotman, winter jacket or  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pergi&lt;/span&gt; travel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sangat&lt;/span&gt;~~Note to self actually...) we all had to suppress the big calling to go and splurge on something till.... this Friday!!! hahaha.... So much for suppressing it=P But credit should be given. Cause at least we waited till Friday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baru nak gi&lt;/span&gt; shop. It's kind of a big achievement=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; asal eh?? &lt;/span&gt;Tiba-tiba rasa macam nak balik&lt;/span&gt; Malaysia time winter break&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ni&lt;/span&gt;?? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;melampau?? mungkin suam-suam melampau...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasib je cuti&lt;/span&gt; 2 weeks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalo tak&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough rambling for today. Got loads of studying to do~~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, selamat berbelanja dengan hemah n practical to all the new orang-orang kaya Ireland!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-2650461636338039258?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2650461636338039258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-wants-to-be-ribuannair.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2650461636338039258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/2650461636338039258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-wants-to-be-ribuannair.html' title='Who Wants To Be A &quot;Ribuan&quot;nair???'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-557653616052661348</id><published>2007-11-25T22:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T07:18:22.881Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><title type='text'>Pabila Wai Po Khe Tatt Kata Bosan dan Ecah Kata Lawak~~</title><content type='html'>It's freezing cold here in Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, those of you studying at Russia, UK, etc. might dispute that your respective place is much more colder than here. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sape suruh study kat negara-negara yang ade salji&lt;/span&gt;. Skian. huhu...)&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the main reason why I don't prefer to go anywhere during winter.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather wait till the looonger Easter Break(which lasts for a month. Eventhough certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orang cakap&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak remaja ah tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; travel time winter!!" Aaaaaahhh.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak kisah!! Daripada memekak sepanjang&lt;/span&gt; vacation &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebab sejuk, baik jalan dekat-dekat sini je&lt;/span&gt;.) But after that is the Summer exams(finals!!! argh...!!). So, you know...&lt;br /&gt;The vacation's not gonna be as fulfilling as I'd like it to be, with the guilt and all(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tipu gle&lt;/span&gt;... last Easter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt; Amsterdam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok jer&lt;/span&gt;... haha.... hmmm.... ---&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gelak mula-mula tapi bertukar jadi&lt;/span&gt; emo remembering the amount of money I spent. Haish~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the most important thing is that I get to enjoy my SUMMER break!!!&lt;br /&gt;Planning to go to Australia(ok, basically have to... cause promised to Syal, Jem, Harisun and Zie already. And it was supposed to be last year's plans. But, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biasa ah. 1st time balik Malaysia, mesti ah nak&lt;/span&gt; spend the whole time there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amek skali&lt;/span&gt;! 3 months and a half spend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kat Malaysia SAHAJA. Nak balik lagi&lt;/span&gt;?? Of course!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in order for me to have a stress free year. Meaning; I can go travel during the Easter Break and have a very enjoyable Summer Break I'd have to score and study!!!(I wannna meet everyone I didn't get a chance to meet last time around. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Budak-budak&lt;/span&gt; Subang especially. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Entah pape kite ni&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Duduk dekat, tapi susah nak jumpe&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, I know, my fault!!=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got exams coming up next month(sounds like I have a lot of time when I say it like this. Words!! Have only 2 more weeks to go actually... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berusaha Dayah berusaha&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;So, I've taken a pact to not YM as much as I am doing now(I'm still gonna be online, just not replying i guess. Or maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; online &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terus&lt;/span&gt;. You know temptations like these. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Susah sikit nak menangkis&lt;/span&gt;. But, you know I still love you guys rite!! Hahah... So, Buchukudin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak boleh ah selalu main pool dah. Praktis menangkis sihir ok&lt;/span&gt;?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nanti kite buat&lt;/span&gt; World Championship) Then, I'd have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jauhkan diri&lt;/span&gt; from my guitar. And I don't want to layan Friendster, Facebook. Fanpop or whatever crap I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; nowadays. Except the occasional posts on this blog and maybe a few episodes of Heroes, Grey's, Gossip Girl and Naruto(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasib baik&lt;/span&gt; Prison Break &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tengah&lt;/span&gt; break) just to keep my sanity at a moderate level. Haha... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak gak tu&lt;/span&gt;!!!(Time-time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;periksa ni la banyak je benda nak&lt;/span&gt; crop up!!!!) Tak pe... 3 weeks&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; habis laa&lt;/span&gt;...(Keep telling yourself that: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayat&lt;/span&gt; Robo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wish me luck everyone!!!=) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuak2!~~&lt;br /&gt;-Me&lt;/span&gt;nerd&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan diri &lt;/span&gt;Mode activated-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-557653616052661348?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/557653616052661348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/pabila-wai-po-khe-tatt-kata-bosan-dan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/557653616052661348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/557653616052661348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/pabila-wai-po-khe-tatt-kata-bosan-dan.html' title='Pabila Wai Po Khe Tatt Kata Bosan dan Ecah Kata Lawak~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1884181883108032448</id><published>2007-11-24T21:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:26:35.472Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my so called LYFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cauliklaffter news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keMEREPEKan'/><title type='text'>In LOVE-ing Memory of Beleigh/Rosie/Baby... (repost from my old blog. been kindda lazy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R0iUY4eL3yI/AAAAAAAAABU/lY0dpIKOsKI/s1600-h/1_478486069l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R0iUY4eL3yI/AAAAAAAAABU/lY0dpIKOsKI/s320/1_478486069l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136518530212814626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R0iS3oeL3tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/keQBHrJUkUM/s1600-h/1_572368153l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R0iS3oeL3tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/keQBHrJUkUM/s320/1_572368153l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136516859470536402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Beleigh~~~ Guess what that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An Irish town??" Eeet....!!! Try again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm, your new Irish friend" Eeeet...!! Wrong~~ But, you're getting warm. Come on, one more try~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm..... Is it.... Erm, ballet in Gaelic?? (Gaelic's the traditional language of Ireland) Eeeet....!!! Wrong again~~ It's.... the new addition to Cauliclaffter-a cat!!&lt;br /&gt;(Cauliclaffter is the name of the house I'm currently living in with 5 other loony girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's pronounced like the word 'belang'(stripes); in a kelantanese slang. yeah, go figure~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this new (and I suspect, temporary) addition to our house started yesterday. I actually saw the cat at Brookfield(this is one of the buildings UCC owns. Specially made for health science related students) like 3 hours before it was catnapped by my housemates. After coming back home from the very confusing physio lab, I went inside the kitchen to see what Syah's cooking(nasi lemak with sambal sotong~~ wuhuu..!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I saw the cat sitting quietly in a box. Taq n Ille were both busy entertaining it(maybe that's why beleigh was soo quiet. hahaha....) and they said:&lt;br /&gt;"Dayah!!! tgk ni..!!!"(probably waiting for me to jump in joy or something)&lt;br /&gt;I replied, after actually comprehending that there was actually a cat in the house:&lt;br /&gt;"OMG!!! mana korang jumpa kucing ni?? eh, jap. ni bukan kucing yang kite tengok kat Brookfield tadi ke?? Bukan pakcik tua tu punye ke?? What is it DOING here??"&lt;br /&gt;Ille then said: "Ala, die nak lintas jalan kat Brookfield tadi. Nanti kalau jadi ape2??"&lt;br /&gt;"But, don't you guys have to ask permission from Mr Peter(our landlord) first?? I mean, he would like to know if there was a cat living here right??" I said, always being the one to see the situation in a holistic way (it's a more cool word instead of being the bearer of bad news, right??=P)&lt;br /&gt;"Haah... nanti kalau tiba-tiba Mr Peter datang rumah, mesti ah die terkejut kalau tiba-tiba ade kucing kat rumah." tiba-tiba Nenek K_ _ _T menyampuk. (hahahaha.... sorry babe. the name's just soo funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went talking about the fate of Beleigh. Ok, personally it's not like I hate cats(although it does sound like it). It's just that they can be quite messy sometimes. I've had a history of very messy cats back at KMB. But Beleigh looks well-groomed. Her(yes, Ille even established that it's a female. I don't want even to dispute that; cause it would actually have to involve in me showing a real evidence. So, whatever... Beleigh's a female. End of that) ears, fur and paws were sooo clean. It must be somebody's. Besides, they don't really have stray cats or dogs here in Ireland. Every pet walking on the street must be someone's. But, for the time being it's ours. We've decided to wait for the owner to put up an advertisement. (Shouldn't we be doing it instead?? Hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking bout the fate of Beleigh, we came to discuss bout what to call her over dinner. Di probably came to the worst name ever. She wants to call it BABY. I mean, seriously?? As Taq says; "We don't call cats baby..." (yeah, now we all know what name you call ehem....!! haha...) Personally, I have a problem with that name cause firstly, it sounds totally weird to call a cat by it. Secondly, it just reminds me of someone which makes me feel nauseous (Ok, that was mean. But, that's really how i feel. So, deal with it=P). So, Beleigh it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now Beleigh is sleeping with Ille. It hasn't entered my room yet. Sorry Beleigh, but I love my private space and it takes more than your cute, innocent face to gain my trust and let you enter it. Besides, what's the point in falling for Beleigh if it's not gonna stay for a long time. Makes it harder when she's finally going to leave. Yeah, I have a twisted mindset and I'm slowly relating the story of Beleigh to some other issue. So, I'm stopping. Anyway, welcome Beleigh!! (erm, could we like split the rent to 7 now??=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Current news... Beleigh has been taken back by his(yes, it's actually a male) owner, Andrew. He didn't even know it was a male and actually named him Rosie. Poor Beleigh... He must be even more confused about his sexuality. Haha... Later next week, he went wandering again only to be found 2 days later. Haish~~-&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1884181883108032448?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1884181883108032448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/beleigh-guess-what-that-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1884181883108032448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1884181883108032448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/beleigh-guess-what-that-is.html' title='In LOVE-ing Memory of Beleigh/Rosie/Baby... (repost from my old blog. been kindda lazy)'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/R0iUY4eL3yI/AAAAAAAAABU/lY0dpIKOsKI/s72-c/1_478486069l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-1560857802681461699</id><published>2007-11-24T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T20:58:59.126Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Leave Yourself Alone!!!</title><content type='html'>I don't usually make fun of people cause i think that it's just plain mean and rude.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I'm a firm believer in letting people do whatever they want to.&lt;br /&gt;But, a friend of mine(his name has to be withheld due to privacy reasons=P) gave a link to this video.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say anything. But, come on man, seriously??&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you guys think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Owh, btw I'm not a Britney fan. But I think the press should just cut her some slack.&lt;br /&gt;-I promote world peace-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-013216592877241706 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-013216592877241706 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-013216592877241706 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-1560857802681461699?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1560857802681461699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/leave-yourself-alone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1560857802681461699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/1560857802681461699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/leave-yourself-alone.html' title='Leave Yourself Alone!!!'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290888727693154001.post-6926699262060405872</id><published>2007-11-20T01:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:07:24.596Z</updated><title type='text'>And so it goes~~</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've been bitten by the Blogger bug...&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, but this blog is more interesting than the one provided by Friendster...&lt;br /&gt;Probably due to the much more interesting(and more??) applications that can be used.&lt;br /&gt;Used to have a Blogger account before. But, i kind of left it for a very loooong time.&lt;br /&gt;And as expected, forgot the name of the page, let alone the password and username I used.&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the start of something new~~&lt;br /&gt;Just another platform for me to voice out a piece of my mind~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5290888727693154001-6926699262060405872?l=obestcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6926699262060405872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-so-it-goes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6926699262060405872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5290888727693154001/posts/default/6926699262060405872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obestcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-so-it-goes.html' title='And so it goes~~'/><author><name>Hidayah Obestcity Memeyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252346431466265067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__563dgwFfGw/SfBq-1ed1fI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZGVIU2jaocE/S220/primary.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
