<?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-4702390892665064918</id><updated>2011-12-26T18:07:37.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lily, green apple, coffee ...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-7765940891978916931</id><published>2011-12-25T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T16:47:06.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syurga cinta</title><content type='html'>i watched this movie starring Awal Shaari last month on astro. or tv3, i dont remember. its about Awal who did not practice a real muslim life. he parties almost everyday. basically Awal and his family dah too western. drink and get drunk most of the times. nway Awal met this young malay girl, a teacher kat skola adik dia. his frens bet with him that he will not be able to make the teacher to fall in love with him in a month. so he took the bet. within 1 month of the getting-to-know process, he fell in love. and after 1 month dia ajak that girl and dia and his frens gelakkan the girl for her foolishness. so the girl was very frustrated. Awal loved the girl so much but he's too coward to admit it. he went to see the girl's grandfather. and the grandfather gave him a piece of advice&lt;div&gt;kalau bercinta dan membuat dosa dan berkahwin, it is jodoh dari syaitan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dapat berkahwin dgn menggunakan sihir, it is jodoh dari jin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau berkawan dgn ikhlas dan berkahwin, it is jodoh dari allah. itulah namanya syurga cinta and jodoh kekal sampai bila2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stop thinking about it till now. i want the 3rd jodoh. jodoh dari Allah. which i havent found yet. i know i like someone but, i dunno how things are gonna end. but i hope he is the right jodoh for me. i know my family will like him and things feel so right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-7765940891978916931?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/7765940891978916931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=7765940891978916931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7765940891978916931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7765940891978916931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2011/12/syurga-cinta.html' title='syurga cinta'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-8728569857487252712</id><published>2011-12-24T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:25:47.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bengang bengang bengang</title><content type='html'>bengang bengang bengang..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont understand why a Master student (well 3 of them worked on it together) can't come up with a simple market research. questions berterabur masuk salah category. tak masuk lagi soalan yg salah. my diploma students can do better than them. nak betolkan blk, sakit hati tgk. mcm baik i buat sendiri je semua ye dak?? byk gila corrections ni. aduhhhhh.. pening2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-8728569857487252712?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/8728569857487252712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=8728569857487252712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8728569857487252712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8728569857487252712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2011/12/bengang-bengang-bengang.html' title='bengang bengang bengang'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-4384585218816369317</id><published>2011-11-29T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T09:50:24.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday blues..</title><content type='html'>i woke up late today. sgt malas pada hari ini.. i wish i could stay asleep at home :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4384585218816369317?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4384585218816369317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=4384585218816369317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4384585218816369317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4384585218816369317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2011/11/tuesday-blues.html' title='tuesday blues..'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-257108478943799426</id><published>2011-11-28T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:59:54.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while..</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i last blogged. yup, blame my laziness. i do have a lappy, i do have 247 internet access or at least at the office. i was just lazy. and since jan 2010, a lot of things have happened. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. i've been teaching for almost a year now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at a college in PJ (note: i love PJ!!) it is not something i ever dreamed of when i was small. i always wanted to be something much bigger than what i've been doing, and do. i guess things don't always go as planned. "kita hanya merancang, Tuhan menentukan". but im glad i took the job earlier this year as I'm happy with what I'm doing now. everything seems clearer now. of course, there are times when i feel like this job is no fun, that i should ve taken up my dream job which was offered to me few months back. i know i would be enjoying every single moment if i took up the job. but i have to stick to the ground as i've set my goals and plan. so i have to stick to the plan. anyway, i love my new job! i love my new colleagues! and i love my students! ( and i love the times i get to get away from work !)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. im going to finish my Master degree soon!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darn! im getting lazier day by day. help me!! im so not gonna grad if i dont stop being lazy. im just blur now.. i wanna do it. 3 mths holiday has turned me into the opposite me. i miss those busy days.. when i didnt go out at all! my whole life was work , study, work, study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. i have cats!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had 2 cats in the first place, they are nyiaunyiau and john johnny jonathan. johnny is my cat, nyianyiau is kambing's cat. 2 months later i adopted lily. few months after that, baby took adopted nyiaunyiau. and on 1st muharram, i was officially the owner of 8 cats after lily gave birth to 6 baby cats. 6 BABY CATSSS!!!! OMG i have lotsa cats nowwwww!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. bff got a boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yatoq delivered a healthy babyboy in june. his name is Ady Rifqy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-257108478943799426?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/257108478943799426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=257108478943799426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/257108478943799426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/257108478943799426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while..'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-8535070232183645644</id><published>2010-01-04T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:48:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 has arrived!</title><content type='html'>obviously 2010 has arrived. it's january 4th today.&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, 2010's finally here with good news&lt;br /&gt;1. starting new career&lt;br /&gt;2. opps .. getting new brother in law ( sister getting married la .. she finally made up her mind )&lt;br /&gt;3. sabah here i come!! holiday is also a good start i guesss.. eventhough tht means bln ni pokai&lt;br /&gt;4. __________________ pls fill in the blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to *** today, had to go few places before i get to settle my stuff. while i was trying to figure how the hell was i going to get my car out of there, cos there's only entrance to tht car park.. but no way out. bumped into this indian uncle who parked just next to me ( he just bought his toyota prius, nice.. wtj **** ) i asked him the way out of tht place, he asked me to follow him, he also admitted, that car park is confusing him too. we had little chat. then i went to the sgs. saw him there again! then he went out of there,, guess his prob is settle. unlike me, i had to wait nearly half an hour there. nearly fell asleep. when it comes to my turn.. while waiting for the lady to key in my name in the computer, that uncle appeared again, just next to me. uiks.. what a small world. and he's doing the same thing as me, registration. but he looks too old for that i guess. " eh we keep on bumping into each other la today ! " i just smiled at him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i managed to settle my stuff today and im happy cos im going to start my hectic life tomorrow. ni pon seronok ? * sigh * then i did someshopping . beli buku baru!! excited kan?&lt;br /&gt;hehehhee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-8535070232183645644?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/8535070232183645644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=8535070232183645644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8535070232183645644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8535070232183645644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-has-arrived.html' title='2010 has arrived!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-2850637914710219991</id><published>2009-09-28T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:33:33.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a boring monday nite</title><content type='html'>its a not so ok raya this raya. so so.. but i had great time spending my 10 days of annual leave. lazying at home. still on holiday today. esok dah starrt keje tp malasnye nak gi keje esok. bole tak nak mc?? mmg food poisoning ni tak baik2 lagi.. evershince the 3rd day of raya. stopped at every petrol station and rnr membuang. aduhhh sakit betol perot.. siap demam2 pening kepaala mase tuh. dahla otw blk kl. teruk kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuh gi mlk dgn ren and baby. we went to the zoo. had fun there. zoo mlk has a lot of tigers, suprisingly. last time i went to national zoo they have like 2 or3 tigers only and sume dah tua2 pulak tuh.. tp kat zoo melaka ni gagah berani betol semua. baby suka betol tgk tigers and lion kejap2 dok aumm aummm hahahaha!! we stayed a nite in mlk and went back to kl on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday kemas2 rumah.. sunday.. erm..tido.. today.. nak gi servis kete tp tk dpt. queue ramai.. tambah lagi nak kene tuka sparepart tuh . dahtuh.. dia kata 3,4 jam gak amik masa.. tk sempat sbb smpai sana dah kol 1. so dia suh gi blk next week. hmm.. terpaksa la bgn awal2 pg next week. kambing keje hari ni. and i miss kambing today.. my teddy bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-2850637914710219991?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/2850637914710219991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=2850637914710219991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2850637914710219991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2850637914710219991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2009/09/boring-monday-nite.html' title='a boring monday nite'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-7604177003087267533</id><published>2009-05-09T06:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:57:48.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about women.. its quite true though..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://advice.yahoo.eharmony.com.au/article/dating-women-5-reasons-shes-just-not-that-into-you.html?cid=53151&amp;amp;pid=1020"&gt;taken from yahoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="storycontent"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What went wrong? Whether it’s a first date or a long-term relationship, when it comes to women here are five reasons she’s just not that into you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;You don’t have Ambition&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It sounds simple but it’s often overlooked: women are attracted to men with ambition. Perhaps it’s a survival technique, a woman wants a man who’s going to be able to take care of himself, let alone a family. Or perhaps it’s just really attractive for a potential partner to have goals, dreams and aspirations. It’s not about having money, you can be wealthy and still lack ambition, it’s about having drive and looking forward and toward the future. Start volunteering, go back to school, set goals for yourself and have something to look forward to everyday—a purpose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;You don’t Follow Through&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Whether you don’t know how to make plans or you just don’t know how to stick to them, a woman hates having to make an excuse for her partner. If you’re constantly nixing dinner plans at the last minute or showing up late for date night, she’s not going to be into you. Think about it the next time you’re hours overdue with no good reason at all. Chances are, she rushed home from work, rifled through her closet to find the perfect outfit, and stressed that she wouldn’t be finished blow-drying her hair in time for your knock on the door. So when you show up two-hours late, with no preemptive phone call, she’s going to be mad. But when you do it consistently, she’s going to move on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;You Give her too Much or too little Attention&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s like the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears, its got to be just right. Meeting at a friend’s house party is not a date. Inviting her to dinner and then inviting your old fraternity brothers also is not a date. If you care more about your "bromance" than your romance, it will show and she’ll know. A woman wants to feel special, take her out on a real date, turn the cell phone off and make her feel like she’s the only person that matters. Conversely, if you’re the type of guy who hates it when she wants a girl’s night out, or you don’t give her any breathing room, she’s going to feel suffocated in the relationship and she’s just not going to be into you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;You’re just not her Type&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yes, all women have a type. These aren’t necessarily physical looks but innate personality traits. That doesn’t mean she’ll only date one type of man for the rest of her life but it’s rare that at the same time a woman is attracted to the family man who likes spending nights in watching reruns, she’ll also be attracted to the single-until-he-dies night owl, who’s idea of a good meal is any 24-hour restaurant. If you’re not the type for her at the stage in her life, she’s just not that into you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;You don’t see her as an Equal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;A woman wants a relationship where she is an equal—and feels like one. The best relationships embrace each partner’s strengths, and each person complements the other. It’s clear to see: she just won’t be that into you if you’re constantly trying to one up her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-7604177003087267533?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/7604177003087267533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=7604177003087267533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7604177003087267533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7604177003087267533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-about-women-its-quite-true-though.html' title='all about women.. its quite true though..'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6555225465471240563</id><published>2009-01-27T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:14:56.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im a rooster</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was browsing tru the star online .. as usual.  &lt;/span&gt;and found this article. i do hope they're true hahahaha eventhough muslims arent supposed to believe in this kina thing.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rooster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Opportunities await you this year. You should have good luck in career, romance and wealth. But you also have some unlucky stars.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Career:&lt;/b&gt; With three big lucky stars smiling on you, you should make significant progress in your career. You need not go out of your way to look for opportunities as they will come to you. If you do your best, you’ll achieve success. The Rooster loves luxury and works hard to procure a better life. A significant amount of money could come your way this year, perhaps an unexpected inheritance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love life:&lt;/b&gt; The married Rooster will enjoy a wonderful family life. The single Rooster should prepare to begin a new relationship. It’s a nice time for Roosters to get married and have a baby.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Health:&lt;/b&gt; If pregnant, the female Rooster must tread carefully. The male Rooster may have liver problems, so watch your health.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take note:&lt;/b&gt; Talk less, work more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=) talk less.. work more? i wanna do something that requires talking and less sitting in front of the computer working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6555225465471240563?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6555225465471240563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6555225465471240563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6555225465471240563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6555225465471240563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-rooster.html' title='im a rooster'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5509117819731829617</id><published>2009-01-23T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:23:07.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my last day at work</title><content type='html'>yes, today is my last day at work. my gossip colleague takde hari ni pegi interview.  so sad to spend the last day at work alone sambil tunggu file transfer ni gila lama aahh!! nak burn lg ni. gaji pon tak dpt lagi.. harap2 dpt cepat ler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment i have a lot of things in my mind. I have a lot of targets with timeframes and plans on how to achieve all the targets. but at the same time, kene fikir gak what are my priorities. priority no 1, priority no 2.. n so on.. but i guess 2009 is gonna be a challenging year for me. dah tua kot.. tuh yg byk fikir tuh. i just hope that everything will go well as planned. even if something else came up, hope they're the good ones..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5509117819731829617?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5509117819731829617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5509117819731829617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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have a lot of work to do at home. but currently im not at home. doing some preparation for the interviews tomorrow. damn the recession! wish me luck peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahla rasa mcm nak demammm jer ni tetiba. mcm mana nak gi interview esok ni?&lt;br /&gt;i still have my fyp to be submitted on tuesday. after that i'll be free like a birdie.. ye ke? and some things that need to be sorted out. relationship? marriage? at the moment, takde masanak fikir tuh. letak tepi dulu. takde keje ni.. kene pk cari keje dulu. love should be the last thing in our mind. love come and go. we'll jump into few ( or maybe more ) relationships before we decide to step into marriage life. it;s not easy to find the right person to share our life with. been there, done that. and not gonna repeat the same mistake again. if u ever have doubt, probably they're not the right person. in marriage matter, rationale thinking is important. its like making the right decision in our career or choosing our path. we dont simply follow our heart 100%. my little advice goes to my very dear fren. don't put love on top of ur list. they'll come eventually along the way. there's so much things to explore out there. the world is so big and we're so little. there are billions of ppl out there and u haven't really get to know each of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-3348552337053992111?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/3348552337053992111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=3348552337053992111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i've also made my own plans.&lt;br /&gt;my new year's resolution  -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. buy new car.. cheap saja.. takde duit :)&lt;br /&gt;2. save money byk2&lt;br /&gt;3. ****** ( rahsia )&lt;br /&gt;4. ****** ( rahsia )&lt;br /&gt;5. get a vacum cleaner for me to clean the whole house&lt;br /&gt;6. get a cat??&lt;br /&gt;7. be a better person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-633815386175887907?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/633815386175887907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=633815386175887907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cerita bes malam2 ni. pelik betul. siang tadi ada la cerita bes. dah malam ni tak ada pulak. suruh org tido, i guess. and me alone at home having cherry berry.. terrible betolla. i have a lot of dvds that i havent watched. but currently not in the mood for dvd. i was chatting with my old fren, we were talking bout food. haihhh... nak makan rotiboy plakk lama tak makan.. and dominoss.. and jco.. terok ahh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4686797333347896050?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4686797333347896050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=4686797333347896050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;2 . gaji belom masuk..&lt;br /&gt;3 . bonus intai2 pon tak ada gak nih.&lt;br /&gt;4 . kambing plak as usual, holiday eve ginih keje la dia.&lt;br /&gt;5 . geng gossip plak blk kampung! arghh minggu yg sangap betol tak dpt gossip nih.&lt;br /&gt;6 . xmas eve nih takde plan plak tuh! sape nak go lepak jom!&lt;br /&gt;7 . keje lom siap :(&lt;br /&gt;8 . teringin nak makan dominos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-93305087424314445?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/93305087424314445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=93305087424314445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://faralazyarts.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagging-game.html"&gt;Tagging Game&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE NAMES THAT FRIEND CALL YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didi&lt;br /&gt;rabby&lt;br /&gt;r*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081081 - my birthday&lt;br /&gt;230705 - baby's birthday&lt;br /&gt;110579 - kambing's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;do something with kambing n frens&lt;br /&gt;holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AS OF NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeper conversation - yuna&lt;br /&gt;casablanca&lt;br /&gt;bau - warkah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE PERSON YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ex bf&lt;br /&gt;she used to be my good fren - antot&lt;br /&gt;fila  (beb!! bila ko habis cuti ni.. bosan gila la tak bergosippp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brand new 4 mil bungalow - sapela org kaya nak bagi ni..&lt;br /&gt;new bmw 1 serie - i'm pretty simple&lt;br /&gt;unlimited cash??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching tv&lt;br /&gt;movies&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR VACATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;europe&lt;br /&gt;LA&lt;br /&gt;bandung :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE FAVORITE CARTOON/ANIME CHARACTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not into cartoon or anime :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE MALLS YOU USUALLY GO TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tesco&lt;br /&gt;sunway pyramid&lt;br /&gt;ioi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE FAVORITE DRINKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murni's special mango juice&lt;br /&gt;orange juice&lt;br /&gt;milo ais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handphone&lt;br /&gt;keys&lt;br /&gt;cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE FAVORITE COLOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink&lt;br /&gt;purple&lt;br /&gt;brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOP THREE FOODS YOU LOVE SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unagi kabayaki&lt;br /&gt;smoked salmon&lt;br /&gt;ikan bakar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOP THREE 'THINGS' SPECIAL TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new tv :)&lt;br /&gt;my phone ? ( dah buruk dah phone... takde org nak sponsor ker)&lt;br /&gt;all my pillows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOP THREE ATTITUDES YOU LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humour&lt;br /&gt;responsible&lt;br /&gt;smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOP THREE FACES YOU LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deanna yusof&lt;br /&gt;tom cruise&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'LL BE DOING TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;lepak - it's xmas! jom lepak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOP THREE WHY YOU ARE BUSY AT THIS TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things&lt;br /&gt;some things&lt;br /&gt;some things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M TAGGING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fila&lt;br /&gt;bzz&lt;br /&gt;nana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-3601387944522246466?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/3601387944522246466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=3601387944522246466' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/3601387944522246466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/3601387944522246466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-tagged.html' title='i&apos;m tagged!!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-2851183846546071562</id><published>2008-12-10T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:13:04.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aidiladha 2008</title><content type='html'>hari raya again.. this time raya haji with my baby. despite of the 3 hrs stuck in the car in gua musang, due to massive traffic jam ( caused by the landslide )  we had so much fun going home for raya. but unfortunately i didnt get to do my project cos i couldnt find the video camera. argh.. solittle time left.4 weeks to go! before the final presentation. makin dekat time nak final presentation ni.. makin takut.. makin cuak.. yet.. makin happy gak.. cos makin dekat nak grad :) yay!!! tapi at the same time.. umur makin meningkat satu tahun lagi jugak!!! hujung2 thn ni, mcm2 la benda nak pk. kawen? tiba2 jer topic tuh keluar. salunyer, kawen tuh bkn topic yg bes nak pk. tak terasa nak pk pon.. at least for the next 2 yrs? 3 yrs? tp tetiba ter pk pasal kawen. sbb umur dh makin tua ke? atau.. sbb in a few wks, im gonna be free? free kebendenyer.. at least tak kene bebel dah kot. hahahahaha.. abah ckp dah grad kang bole pakai apa saja. hahahahahha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawen is a sensitive topic, yet interesting. tipula kalau seminggu takde cite topik kawen ni dgn kawan2 seperjuangan. being an exstudent of one of the top girls boarding school, our mind has been set yg we're all cream of the cream.. we're all the best in our league. therefore we should get the best.. including the best partner. so some of us set a high standard for their partner to be. even me! but  at the end of the day , the person i ended up with didnt even reach 60% of the standard i set.  some parents dorang sendiri set the standard for their children's spouses. tp sebenarnye mana yg penting.. ikot hati atau to be rational.. is it my fault if i fall for someone yg tak reach even 50% of the standard i set. or maybe.. universal standard??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-2851183846546071562?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/2851183846546071562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=2851183846546071562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2851183846546071562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2851183846546071562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/12/aidiladha-2008.html' title='aidiladha 2008'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5394412594282301026</id><published>2008-10-09T11:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T11:25:15.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya aidilfitri 2008</title><content type='html'>2008 aidilfitri didn't go well like aidilfitri i had before. raya without my baby. and kene cirit birit on the first day of raya. itula beraya tak ingat dunia. semua rumah mkn nasi minyak. sudahnya smpai hr ahad doksakit perot. aduhhhh.. act today baca online the star. found this great article by dina zaman. thot she's still with tv3.. paste sinije ek article tuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" id="story_title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do men take second wives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;      &lt;h2  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" id="story_byline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A WRITER'S LIFE&lt;br /&gt;By DINA ZAMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Polygamy has nothing to do with culture or religion. Men, and women too, cheat because they can.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHEN a male friend told me he planned on taking a second wife, all I could do was try not to choke on dinner. Are you serious, I asked. He said yes, he had fallen in love with a single mother, but it was not his fate to marry her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking it was perhaps due her compassion, her earnest desire to bring up her sprogs in a Godly way and that life was indeed a struggle, I choked on my dessert when my friend told me the first thing he noticed about her was that she owned a great set of jugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, my friend takes his religious obligations very seriously. His first wife wears the &lt;i&gt;hijab&lt;/i&gt;. So to hear him admit that it was his paramour’s cleavage that caught his heart was quite shocking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was due to women like me, whose so-called Western, secular and feminist ideas of polygamy that pushed it underground. I then asked him, whether his equally-pious wife agreed to him taking on another wife, and he said no. She gave him an earful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But our friend was on a roll. Now that his journey into polygamy was thwarted, it was all our fault. We modern Malay women, be they religious or not, were forcing men like him to marry in Thailand or Iran, where they practised &lt;i&gt;nikah Muta’ah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was emulating the steps of our good Prophet Mohamed, he argued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“You have got your Islamic history upside down! Nabi married war widows, and his first wife was older than he. Aishah was the youngest. And I don’t think our Prophet married any woman because she had great breasts!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“You don’t understand.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Okay then. Why don’t you sell your car and take a camel to work then?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m realistic. I know men who adore their wives and love them to bits, but they can still love their mistresses and other wives. Am I condoning affairs and polygamy? No. But this happens. It has nothing to do with Islam or being Malay, though polygamy is part of the culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We’re Asians. We have a long history of concubinage. There are good men who are faithful, and there are good men who have other wives. There are also bad men who are faithful and also bad men who are unfaithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like our politics, love in Malaysia is a circus. Weeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m not going to bore you with what polygamy in Islam is about, as it has been written before and talked about to death. Women’s rights activists have long fought for this “crime” to be illegal, but we face a tough fight. Sometimes it’s not the men who are itching for it, but yes, our gender, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the 80s, when I was young and clueless, meeting mistresses and second or third wives would be sinful and against my principles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These days? “Oh, you’re a mistress?” “Oh, you’re a hidden wife?” Yawn. Wear &lt;i&gt;tudung&lt;/i&gt; or mini skirt, got. Educated or stupid, got. Some of our mothers are The Other Women, and are good mothers. So how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this phenomenon particular to our culture? Oh no. Read the British newspapers. Mistressing is talked about to death in feminist columns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I thought after that dinner with my friend, I’d revisit the issue again. Some of the findings from my five-sen survey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Theoretically ... polygamy is OK. But must &lt;i&gt;ikut hukum Allah lah&lt;/i&gt;. There are conditions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Ya, but… actually, &lt;i&gt;kan&lt;/i&gt;, for career women like us, it does work. &lt;i&gt;Nak jaga laki 24 jam … gue tak larat la. Biar bini nombor satu jaga&lt;/i&gt;. After all, in Islam, polygamous wives are taken care of legally. Better a Muslim second wife than a common law wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&gt;&lt;/b&gt; But really. Think about it. Convenient, what. You see him once a week, &lt;i&gt;makan&lt;/i&gt; once a week, have sex once a week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Sex once a week?! &lt;i&gt;Baik tak yah jadi bini nombor dua macam tu&lt;/i&gt;! Chit. Once a week &lt;i&gt;mana cukup&lt;/i&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do men cheat? Again, just an observation dwelled upon by friends and myself. For a lot of polygamous men, they marry good women who fit their criteria of holiness, wifeliness and motherhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Intimacy between the men and their wives are perfunctory. It’s make-the-baby-cover-the-face sex. With their girlfriends and second wives, it’s Penthouse all the way, baby. It’s the soul thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least this is what I got from talking to quite a number of married men. It’s not because of the first wives’ lack of trying; they want to have healthy intimate lives, but the bees in their husbands’s bonnets keep reminding the men of the Madonna-Whore syndrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Malaysia is not a place for single women desiring Hollywood-movie type of marriages and love. KL especially is a city for marriages and affairs. And it has nothing to do with money. There are rich men who cheat, and I know of a despatch boy who has two wives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are many single-again women like my friends and I, who still believe in marriage and love. But I can tell you, should we walk down that path again one day, we’re going down it with our eyes open and keep a part of our hearts to ourselves. Because you never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps my friend, an activist who makes a living entering and staying in war zones, is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“We have women like you, me, your mother, your aunt and friend who fight so hard for women and children and yet face a brick wall, simply because we ‘understand’ so much, and forgive all the time, which is why cheating, affairs and polygamy are rampant, to the detriment or contribution (depends how you look at it) of our well-being,” says my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another friend, Sharizal Sharaani, put it succinctly: “Men (and, yes, women too) cheat because they can. Full stop.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;The writer still believes in love and marriage and wants to move to Corfu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sgt menarik article tuh. and im also against polygamy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5394412594282301026?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5394412594282301026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5394412594282301026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5394412594282301026'/><link 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birthday!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-439902678497436768</id><published>2008-08-14T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:06:59.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daging dendeng!! nasi lemak!! rojak singapore !!</title><content type='html'>yayy!! telah mendapat resepi baru. daging dendeng.. uuu sgt enak sekali.. tak sabar nak test buat. teringat masa  kat sekolah dulu2. lauk fevret semua org ialah daging dendeng. pulaktuh dining hall nyer resepi nih, tere betul org yg nyusunnya. daging dendeng dgn lauk kubis masak lemak.. huuu sedap betol la kan tuh. kalau hari lauk daging dendeng tuh konpem semua org serbu awal2 dining hall tuh takut lauk habis. tp kalau ikan jeket?? haih.. berapa kerat je nampak muka. lama gila tak mkn daging dendeng. 10thn dah!! nasi lemak pon sama hot item kat dining hall dulu. hari sabtu bole bgn seawal 6 pagi? 7 pagi? semata mata kerana nasi lemak tu. kalau gi awal bole amik sambal lebih,ikan bilis lebih, termasukla telur lebih. pulak tuh, boleh dpt nasi lemak yg part santan lemak2 dia bykkkkk tuh.. uihh menyelerakan betol lah. padanla budak2 sume gemok je zmn2 tuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rojak singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni satu lagi fevret kat skola dulu. kat kantin every saturday evening. kene gi awal kantin tuh, kol 6 ke.. kalau lambat kol 8 gituh mmg penuh dah dgn kanak2 berpusu2 nak beli rojak singapore. tataula apa yg sedapnya. tp mmg ketagih betul. dah lama nak try buat tp tak terpk plak nak cari resepi kat internet. dok tanya org jer kejenyer hahahaha. hr ni br jumpa resepi kat internet nih :D&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-3244570570371668894</id><published>2008-08-05T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:07:44.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work and love</title><content type='html'>i love myself. i do things that i love now. and i love my life now far better than the life i had before. i was so different than i am now. i am more confident with myself cos i know i am better than some other people. yes, im a bit loud now. there's one period of my lifetime that i really hate cos i've completely lost my ownself. fortunately i've found my way back and thanks to those whove helped me along the way. the smallest thing that i notice now is that i love to sing. i always sing in the car even if im not alone. yes, everybody has their own problem and i also have my own problems. but im still ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my work now. even tho im not getting much pay, but im happy. money isnt everything. yes we need money. but when we dont have that much money like the rich ppl has, as long as we're happy, we will surely be able to overcome our problem. things will go our way. love? love isnt everything. as long as im happy. to some ppl, when they love someone, they will try their very best to make the relationship work. but i dont want to think it that way. love is an experience. it's like a pitstop. we will never know the ending of our story. some ppl would think seriously how their relationship is going to end. in my opinion, does it matter? everybody has their dream partner. i know i have one. someone who is totally different from me, a good man. but our jodoh has been written long time before we're born. i dont know who am i going to end up with. that's why i never regret to live my life this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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love'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-1417297464800344366</id><published>2008-08-05T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T13:54:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>answers to the personality test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;question 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your answers will represent the most important things in ur life :&lt;br /&gt;boatman stands for career/financial&lt;br /&gt;priest stands for religion&lt;br /&gt;rapist stands for sex&lt;br /&gt;bf stands for love.&lt;br /&gt;so say if ur answer is&lt;br /&gt;1 boatman, 2 priest 3 bf 4 rapist&lt;br /&gt;that means the most important thing in life is career/financial, 2nd religion, 3rd love 4th sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;question 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u choose the small n fat vase means when u love someone, u love them for who they are. for no reason. if u choose the slim tall vase, u love someone for the qualities u find in them. such as their attitude, personality, financial etc..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-1417297464800344366?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/1417297464800344366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=1417297464800344366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SJfDo-Okz8I/AAAAAAAAABM/sjYLKpYMbJk/s1600-h/mummy3-tsrposter-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SJfDo-Okz8I/AAAAAAAAABM/sjYLKpYMbJk/s320/mummy3-tsrposter-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230864600880435138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last i got the chance to watch the mummy. last week i went to ioi late very late cos kambing as usual hbs keje lambat. and tickets sold out. so yesterday at last dpt juga tgk the mummy. and the mummy was so great :) i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-7030915075771150092?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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asked the priest to help her. the priest said. " no, ur the devil! go away!" and the priest ran away. then she found a man who were unfortunately a rapist. and she was raped.  after that she reached the prison n managed to save her bf.&lt;br /&gt;when they returned back to the main land, she told her bf every single thing about her journey to save her bf. and her bf dumped her.&lt;br /&gt;so, now who's the meanest person? among the boatman, priest, rapist and bf.&lt;br /&gt;1.meanest -&lt;br /&gt;2. 2nd meanest -&lt;br /&gt;3. 3rd meanest -&lt;br /&gt;4. least mean -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur answer will reveal ur personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. imagine u're in the dark room. and u went into a white room, and the light was so bright.. there's a table in the room. on the table, there are 2 vases. 1 is small and fat. one is tall and slim. which one would u pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dpt jawapan questions nih kan, i think ade gak yg betol.. and when i know kambing's answer.. hahahahaha.. is it.. ?? u can ask ur bf/gf these questions. oh and keep the answer to urself hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill post the answer later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-7682926857265008153?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/7682926857265008153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=7682926857265008153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7682926857265008153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7682926857265008153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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:P&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ke sbb aku semakin tua&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: boobs aku naik sbb aku stop amik family planning injection th&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: eh&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: kalau tua boobs kau jatuh&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bukan TUA&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: matured&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: oo ok&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: :D&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: woman looks the best&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bile in early thirties&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: kate j****&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: siries kerrr&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: yup&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: late 20s&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: eh kau loks the best ke skrf&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: time blooming&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: time paling sbur&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: adekah aku look the best skrg&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab:&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: j**** laa ckp&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: aku tatau btol ke tak&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: :)&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: nih nak kene mensurfni&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ade ke teori sebegituh&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: kalau yer aku berbangga menjadi late 20s reaching 30s&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: :))&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ko tau kenaper&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: sbb most of these women dah kawen&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: happy la dgn life, ada anak2&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: one more&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ko tgk most pempuan dah kawen bontot besar la&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: boobs besar la&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: sbb dah kawen aa&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: takde bdn kurus2 takde bontot mcm dulu&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: and pempuan late 20s ni dah start risau psl bdn, wrinkles n all so doran gstat jaga kulit, mkn jamu la pebende jaga bdn..&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bontot aku beso sgt ke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-3931150081207519751?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/3931150081207519751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-8403077923827181628</id><published>2008-07-30T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:31:56.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikan keli</title><content type='html'>yesterday i bought 3 ikan keli. konon nak masak la. kedai tuh jual ikan keli hidup. so jadinye dia sembelih2 dan siang kat situh la kan siap buang insang sume laa. then on my way home, ikan tuh menggelepar dlm plastik kat belakang. bolehtak?? scary ok! sbb i kinna scared? to the fish?? tak.. geli kot.. actually tkt dia sengat2 ke ape. then balik rumah, i hold the plastic yg ada ikan keli tuh. OMG,  imagine la ikan tuh menggelepar2 tetiba dlm plastik. mau tercampak jugak ikan tuh di baling nanti. so balik rumah, bersih2kan, rendam dlm air asam dan limau nipis. tp ikan tuh very slimey la. geli betol nak pegang. end of the story.. ikan tuh belom dimasak pon. adadlm fridge, br letak garam kunyit hahaha.. tetiba ade change of plan ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-8403077923827181628?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/8403077923827181628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=8403077923827181628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8403077923827181628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8403077923827181628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/ikan-keli.html' title='ikan keli'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-8220192275339472189</id><published>2008-07-28T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:38:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dark knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SI1bRv6AslI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oi4QK4OWf7I/s1600-h/1_the-dark-knight-poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SI1bRv6AslI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oi4QK4OWf7I/s320/1_the-dark-knight-poster1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227935102922699346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the movies last week, n watched the dark knight. rugi2 sbb on wednesday kat ioi mall tuh rm6 je the dark knight! nway. it's not as good as the trailer. it is a good movie.. tp lama sgt sampai dok tungu bila nak habis nii bila nak habis ni. dah jadi bosan tgk cite tuh.&lt;br /&gt;ok gi class dulu :) enjoy the movie folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-8220192275339472189?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/8220192275339472189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=8220192275339472189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8220192275339472189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8220192275339472189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='the dark knight'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SI1bRv6AslI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oi4QK4OWf7I/s72-c/1_the-dark-knight-poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-1243170555109952424</id><published>2008-07-24T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T12:42:37.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>takdir</title><content type='html'>i always have this thought.. if Allah wants it to be this way.. things will go this way. If He wants it that way, then it will go that way. no matter how hard u try or u do, nothing can change that. same goes to our destiny. say youre in a relationship. u love ur other half so much that ud do anything for him/her. yes, they love u too in return. but at the end of the story, are u gonna be with him for the rest of ur life? noone knows. say, u both broke up. and have couple of bf's gfs after that. but at the end of the story, u both end up with each other n have kids together. that's called destiny. no matter how much u try to avoid it to run away from it, u'll end up as what Allah wants u to be. kita hanya merancang, tapi Tuhan tentukan. That's the reason why i dont bother much about love. i just wanna be happy. fikir byk ni sakit hati je kan?? pening kepala .. but sometimes the hormones beat me. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;love? adalah gak dulu.. but i decided to let it go. lepas baca2 balik articles on love. i realized that's the only period of time where love strucked me the way the articles say. but why did  i let it go? sbb takdir tuh hanya Tuhan tahu. and.. it's hard being me. i come with a package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;note : HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR SOPHIE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-1243170555109952424?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/1243170555109952424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=1243170555109952424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1243170555109952424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1243170555109952424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/takdir.html' title='takdir'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-621529292205522745</id><published>2008-07-24T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:45:49.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another story</title><content type='html'>i found this somewhere. this girl has a bf. they both are happy with their relationship. but then every relationship has ups and downs. once the bf ada scandal lain.. for few months jugak. and the girl notice the bf dah berubah sikit. so diorang gaduh gak sekejap. then the bf wanted to make it up with his gf. but ended up the bf kantoi he had a scandal and the scandal left him for other guy. and the gf was very nice , gave him a 2nd chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-621529292205522745?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/621529292205522745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=621529292205522745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/621529292205522745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/621529292205522745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-story.html' title='another story'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5222415348882042442</id><published>2008-07-24T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T12:04:02.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>journey to the center of the earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SIf--CFYUdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3B9rtcy7uyg/s1600-h/Journey-to-the-Center-of-the-Earth-3D-1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SIf--CFYUdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3B9rtcy7uyg/s320/Journey-to-the-Center-of-the-Earth-3D-1563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226426234251530706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i get to join trevor's journey to the center of the earth. and kutip all the diamonds and rubies. arghh.. byk betol budak kecik sean tuh kutip diamonds tuh. jeles betol..&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to watch the dark night. tp show tuh pkol 9.20 . paling cepat is journey to the center of the earth. and u know what, ticket for dark night is only rm6 kat ioi on wednesday! damn!even kat cineleisure tuh, harga tak turun kalau new movies nih. ramai betol beratur nak tgk dark night last nite. rasa mcm rugi plak tak beli tiket dark night. n kambing tak sudah complain.. rugii rugii.. next show is 12.20. ahh malas la nak tunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;journey to the center of the earth is about the scientists who believe in vernien's theory. they read the book"journey to the center of the earth". ramai org tak percaya buku tuh. but in the end, when trevor and sean and hannah pegi jumpa tpt tuh betol2 sama mcm dlm buku tuh, then diorang percaya la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5222415348882042442?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5222415348882042442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5222415348882042442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5222415348882042442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5222415348882042442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/journey-to-center-of-earth.html' title='journey to the center of the earth'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SIf--CFYUdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3B9rtcy7uyg/s72-c/Journey-to-the-Center-of-the-Earth-3D-1563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5252850560499980159</id><published>2008-07-16T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:03:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold day</title><content type='html'>its a cold and hot day. mana satu tah. tp yg pastinya hari ni takde mood. feel sick. nak demam. huu. keje tak siap2 lagi ni. mcm mana nak buat mlm ni, sgt takde mood nih. i got up this morning, with a nw feeling. not sure, wether this feeling is real or not. but i hope its just a thot. nothing more than that. neway, frens keep asking me, bila nak kawen .. bila nak kawen.. its not the time yet. rasa nya, now is the time for me to do what i wanted to do but didnt get the chance to do it. good thing la! bkn la nak enjoy2, of cos person like me dah byk enjoy kot. agak aa. still, there are few things yg i didnt get to do yet. later on.. baru fikir mcm mana. plus, kambing baru start his job. its gonna take a couple of yrs at least to be where he wants to be at. and me too, maybe. or shd i say, takde calon? hahahah tak senonoh a ni. in my opinion, eventho u have a bf or gf.. doesnt mean that they want to marry u. right? so selagi dorang lom propose, selagi tuh kita takde calon!! cuma ada bf jer kot.. and even if theyve proposed to us, doesnt mean that we want them... right? the decision is in our hand, not men's . ok nak balik la.. dah kol 6. once again asik tersedu2 having digestion problem arghhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5252850560499980159?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5252850560499980159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5252850560499980159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5252850560499980159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5252850560499980159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/cold-day.html' title='cold day'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5874132582922075747</id><published>2008-07-10T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:00:44.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get smart ppl!</title><content type='html'>get smart sgt bes and we laughed mcm takde org kat keliling, rasa mcm tgk movie kat rumah jer. oo kelakar sgt ke sampai begitu sekali?? hehehe.. sebbaik sempat dpt tiket, tgk kat screen dah full, luckily we asked the person at the counter tgv tuh. sambil mkn popcorn sambil baling2 popcorn. aih perang popcorn agaknyer nnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, today me n bebiri were talking about how ur eating behaviour reflects your behaviour in bed. uhuu hahaha.. kalau mkn gelojoh2 tuh, means ure gelojoh on bed ( omg ) if u makan mcm teratur.. slow2.. lemah lembut.. then. that's how u are in bed . ok tamat cerita.&lt;br /&gt;then, i dah tak jumpa nestum peket2 mcm yg i used to buy dulu mase my early mmu days. now dia ada nesvita, changed to nesvita. tp tak sedap, dah tak pekat mcm dulu, n tawar, n creamer dia mcm tak sebati jer.. tak bes lah! ohh i miss nestum dulu2 la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited about the whole 10 yrs gathering thing. lama tak jumpa kawan2 skola lama. dah 10 yrs tinggal sekolah ni. but unfortunately ramai yg tak dpt dtg. eventho dah confirm tarikh like 3 mths ago? takpela, takde rezeki, maybe next 10 yrs baru bole buat gath lagi. but from the list of ppl yg confirm dtg, most of them adalah org2 yg biasa attend our frens weddings, or everyyr puasa gathering. means kita semua jumpa org2 yg sama jer. apa nak buat bebiri.. balik2 jumpa kau jugakkk .. tp tuh la, me myself sendiri ade yg baru teringat kawan2 yg itu yg ini. baru nak bgtau. but nasib baikla tetiba teringat. kalau tak dorang tatau langsung tak dtg. means ade gak few yg mmg langsung 10 yrs tak jumpa. yg tak dtg tuh, mostly theyre not in malaysia la. tgh amik phd ke.. or keje overseas.. besnye kan.. agak2 bole dpt tak gi belaja oversea gak ek?? tinggi cita2. assignment ni tak buat2 lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ops its 6! i wanna go home and sleep :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5874132582922075747?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5874132582922075747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5874132582922075747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5874132582922075747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5874132582922075747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/get-smart-ppl.html' title='get smart ppl!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-3723406310588393652</id><published>2008-07-08T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:40:03.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah bontot lagi</title><content type='html'>last lasturday me n bebiri went to our exschoolmate's wedding in shah alam. it's held in kelab shah alam. that was my first time going there, its an old building. once u step into the club, u'll feel like ure in grandfather's house hehehe. but the place is big, i like the wooden stairs :)&lt;br /&gt;bebiri came to pick me up and we were talking about bontot in the car, ahh bontot again . we've completely forgotten that we have kambing sitting at the back. bebiri was saying that she can't fit into her mum's kain baju kebaya. but she can wear the baju kebaya. pelik kan? cos i thot org zmn dolu2 have big butts :) if u watch p ramlee movies, have u ever noticed that the ladies have bontot besar? but bebiri ckp noo, pinggang ramping bkn bontot besar. which one is true? and i notice married women ade bontot besar. why aa?? 18sx .. hehe. they need bontot besar to deliver baby nanti kot.. i guess.. and somebody told me long time ago, bontot besar baby senang keluar. its just an assumption, tp tataula betol ke tak teori nih. tak buat research plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is movie day! hope we get to watch get smart. everybody's talking about it. so jom try :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-3723406310588393652?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/3723406310588393652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=3723406310588393652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/3723406310588393652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/3723406310588393652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/kisah-bontot-lagi.html' title='kisah bontot lagi'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-4799245022498513702</id><published>2008-07-02T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:21:54.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie nite! WANTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SGtHz2DFrKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-rz_nltzpM8/s1600-h/wanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SGtHz2DFrKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-rz_nltzpM8/s320/wanted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218343549246221474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite i watched WANTED ! the movie was awesome! i didnt plan to watch it in the beginning. i actually had to go to cyberjaya to pay deposit for our school gath and thought i might just go home dinner and sleep. but then kambing called me and ajak tgk movie cos yesterday dia off and he was bored at home. pung pang pung pang, i reached home after 8. took a quick shower n off to ikea for meatballs before 9. luckily we got there around 9. waaa i drove so fast aa. reached ikea in 20 minutes only! cos 9.30 restaurant dorang tutup. and we got the meatballs!! we've been craving for the meatballs for so long... then we went to cineleisure tp tgk2 dah tutup. baru 10.30! so we went straight to sunway pyramid and bought the 11.45 WANTED. and the movie was awesome. pls pls pls dont ever miss the first 5 minutes. the beginning of the movie. yes, it's a bit tahyul la cos so like matrix la kan... but who cares!! ppl loves over actions like that. something that you'll say huyyyoooo..&lt;br /&gt;so im not gonna tell the whole story here. but i know angelina jolie's action movies are good. ive been waiting for this movie since early this yr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4799245022498513702?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4799245022498513702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=4799245022498513702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4799245022498513702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4799245022498513702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-nite-wanted.html' title='movie nite! WANTED'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SGtHz2DFrKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-rz_nltzpM8/s72-c/wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6259992720022619464</id><published>2008-06-19T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:07:58.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bontot</title><content type='html'>sang arnab: eh tp akurasa lengan aku je nmpk besar kan dlm gamba tuh&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: seb takde gambabontot&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: kalo nmpk bontot&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab:mmg aku noticepon lengan aku besar&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: :((&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: aku rase kalah aku kottt&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ahhh belom tentu&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: belom ukur belum tahu&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: :))&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: utk size ko&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: aku rase&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ko dah agak chubby beb&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: dulu ko ngam2 jer&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ye ke&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: oh tidak...&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ko dah mcm aku&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: hmm&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: masih sempat utk kurus&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: motivated laa sgt&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: :P&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: aku dah kurang mkn nasi&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: kalau dulu ko imaginela penuh gila pinggan aku mkn&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: habis lak tuh!!!&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: skrg aku dah kurang&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: tak tambah2 dah&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: :D&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bagus bagus&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: tp bontot aku still besar&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: tp aku rasa aku suke :))&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: seksi per&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: hahaha bodonyer&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: yer la&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: dulu **** salu kutuk akutakdebontot tauuu&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bontot mantap tape&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ckp akutulang je&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: lentik bak kate *****&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: skrg aku ade bontot&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: haahhaa&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: o&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ko bontot lentikker&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: :))&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bontot lentik laaa kan&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ***** ckp lentik&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: kalo beso je x lentik&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: tade makneeee&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: :))&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ****** pon ckp bontot aku besss&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: sbb kalo hug waist&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: tgn tu cam terletak jer&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ade cushion support&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: ceh&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: tah pape&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: geli aku membabcanyer&lt;br /&gt;sang arnab: :))&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: hahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6259992720022619464?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6259992720022619464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6259992720022619464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6259992720022619464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6259992720022619464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/06/bontot_19.html' title='bontot'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-429497313284805948</id><published>2008-05-30T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:01:42.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have u ever been in love?</title><content type='html'>taken from my old blog ( 4 yrs back )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They don't ask you for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you and leaves you crying in the darkness...It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and- rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." - Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's true.. but eventho i hate love, i still enjoy love. it's like living in uur dreams. taking all the chances of happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-429497313284805948?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/429497313284805948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=429497313284805948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/429497313284805948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/429497313284805948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-u-ever-been-in-love.html' title='have u ever been in love?'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6467021475183289870</id><published>2008-05-30T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:00:28.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jiwang jiwang la la la ~~</title><content type='html'>:: We come to love not by finding the perfect person, But by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly ::&lt;br /&gt;:: A million words would not bring you back. I know because I've tried. Neither would a million tears, I know because I've cried ::&lt;br /&gt;:: When I met you I was afraid to like you. When I liked you, I was afraid to love you. And now that I love you, I'm afraid to lose you ::&lt;br /&gt;:: If you were to die 100 days from now, I would want to die 99 days from now so I wouldn't have to live a day without you ::&lt;br /&gt;:: If you love someone, let them go. If they return to you, it was meant to be. If they don't, their love was never yours to begin with... ::&lt;br /&gt;:: We all want to fall in love. Why? Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, an hour, an afternoon. But that doesn't diminish its value. Because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives ::&lt;br /&gt;:: Truly loving another means letting go of all expectations. It means full acceptance, even celebration of another's personhood ::&lt;br /&gt;:: Sometimes you need to let go, even when it may hurt you more than any other pain in the world ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6467021475183289870?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6467021475183289870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6467021475183289870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6467021475183289870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6467021475183289870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/05/jiwang-jiwang-la-la-la.html' title='jiwang jiwang la la la ~~'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-3299034057075862196</id><published>2008-05-27T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:35:45.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little miss</title><content type='html'>little miss, good morning!&lt;br /&gt;little miss! is it in my share docs?&lt;br /&gt;little miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me. my boss has been calling me that since the past few months, probably becos im the smallest here.&lt;br /&gt;boss 1 : little miss&lt;br /&gt;boss 2 : hey don't call her little miss. she's not little anymore. she's big now&lt;br /&gt;me : yeah, i'm fat now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true, ive gained weight.. around 5 kilos? hahaha. last time no matter how much i eat, i wouldnt be this fat. now i can no longer wear my jeans. its 2 size bigger now!! even my baju pon cam alamak, ketat! but im happy, and gaining weight shows that im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff bout the weight. i want to try new recipe next month. getting new cooking book. want to buy new dress but unfortunately its not the time for shopping cos ive to settle lotsa debts this month, rental, bills blabla.. our 10 years gathering is coming up. on 19th july. we've left school for 10 years. just now went to the tshirtprinter to ask for the printing price. told the taukey im ptinting the tshirt for 10 yrs gath. he laughed at me, asking my age. said that i look 18. hahahaha. i can be 18! i dontmind hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-3299034057075862196?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/3299034057075862196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=3299034057075862196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/3299034057075862196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/3299034057075862196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-miss.html' title='little miss'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-2939095176112625997</id><published>2008-05-12T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:51:17.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enveluv.com and menu for tonite</title><content type='html'>i found out about this website end of last yr, masa jalan2 around MMU. well the project is owned by mmu grads. the concept is, u choose a card from the website and fill out the particulars. then they will send the real card to the recipients. isnt that fantastic! and its FREE ! i think yes because i dont have to  pening2 kepala pilih kad kat kedai since there are only few choices in the website. plus i dont have to q to buy stamps at the post office, betol tak? yet, we still get to suprise to our loved ones :) gila kaya dorang nih kan?? bagi kad free2 jer.. maybe for the time being la kot. later when they have more choices kene bayarla kot. so apakata selagi dia free kita guna je kad yg ada ni hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MENU for tonite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. guess going for lasagna hooreyy. letih aa hari2 nak kene pk nak masak apa. but the best thing is i get to cook la. its good to have someone around who'll eat whatever ure cooking. kalau dok sorang2, hari2 makan maggi la jawabnya sbb nak masak nnt sape nak makan. takkan makan sorang pon nak masak bes2. tak logik betull.. especially for a person who enjoys cooking like me. well i guess i'll save the lasagna for tomorrow. lama n leceh nak wat dia la.. masak lama gila. so esok bole msk lasagna. n today masak apa plak?? aish.. buat quick lasagna la ok gak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-2939095176112625997?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/2939095176112625997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=2939095176112625997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2939095176112625997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2939095176112625997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/05/enveluvcom-and-menu-for-tonite.html' title='enveluv.com and menu for tonite'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6046330936886200300</id><published>2008-05-12T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T10:31:23.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>i am very bad at birthdays.. very very bad at celebrating birthdays. cos i can easily remember phone numbers, but not dates.. once, i dumped my ex bf on his birthday eve. even my bestfriends' birthdays pon salu lupa. everybody remembers my birthday. apa nak buat. my bad. yes.. mmg i dah prepare dah for his birthday, ive some plans... waiting for the time to execute it. unfortunately .. my bad.. there's nothing i can do. afterwards, none of you should remember my birthday cos i dont remember other's except for baby.. i pnah tak igt besday sendiri ok! i mean, tak sedar that day was birthday. and for those yg i dont remember their birthdays, im so so sorry. i think things will be better if there's no birthday celebrations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6046330936886200300?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6046330936886200300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6046330936886200300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6046330936886200300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6046330936886200300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthdays.html' title='birthdays'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-413093572916954624</id><published>2008-05-08T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T14:17:25.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IRON MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SCKSOUOJaqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZFFQTwVXmsU/s1600-h/ironman-movie-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SCKSOUOJaqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZFFQTwVXmsU/s320/ironman-movie-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197877694582844066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kambing went to watch Iron Man the movie on tuesday. tgk kat IOI mall jer, near, fuel saving, toll saving, time saving and it's cheaper! but overall the Iron Man was a blast! usually heroes ni handsome2 kan.. but this hero tak handsome pon. just an ordinary nerd look i think. and old! tp kalau tua mcm richard gere lain plak kan.. george clooney ke.. tp ni tua tak hensem! boleh la.. but he was amazing in the movie sbb sgt tere.. bole buat robot from scraps! within few days jer! gila la taklogik iron man nih. tapi takper, i  wish i can wear the suit hehehehe sbb cantik n sgt bes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i have few movie tips here&lt;br /&gt;1. watch movies after 2 weeks launched , u'll get cheaper price&lt;br /&gt;2. watch before 6 pm weekdays, yes it's cheaper too n senang dpt tiket&lt;br /&gt;3. don't go during weekends, mahal! mcm kat sunway pyramid tuh mau 12 ringgit sorang. dahla single seat jer hampas..&lt;br /&gt;4. watch movies on wednesday :) i always go to the movies on wednesdays kat Cineleisure Damansara. kalau movie yg dah pas 2 weeks screened tuh rm7 jer for couple seat! do u guys know about this??&lt;br /&gt;5. don't go to big malls like KLCC, Midvalley, gardens, pavillion to watch movies. obviously la higher rate. go to some smaller place near ur home such as Leisure Mall, Summit, IOI Mall and blablabla.. cheaper and jarang sold out.&lt;br /&gt;6. please check movie screen time kat internet or newspaper or phone before pegi cinema. hari tuh tgk ironman, sampai sana pukul 3 tp movie start pukul 4.50!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's may! and june's coming. so are the good movies. check your planner and save your wednesdays for movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila lama tak update mcm byk benda nak cerita. Last week me, kambing, nunu, moshi2 and BK went to hartamas, yes.. after minum iceblended dan cheesecake dan kenyang gila sambil bergelak ketaawa tak ingat kat starbucks IOI.  masih ade hati nak makan lagi nih?? haish haishhh.. after late dinner we went to the breakers main foosball. mcm tuh ke eja?? nway that was my first time. and sgt bes! girls vs guys . kitorang girls la menang kan.. bising je kat situ kitorang menjerit2 dan melompat katak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-413093572916954624?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/413093572916954624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=413093572916954624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/413093572916954624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/413093572916954624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man.html' title='IRON MAN'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fFZHB157bvc/SCKSOUOJaqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZFFQTwVXmsU/s72-c/ironman-movie-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6174322810984944507</id><published>2008-05-08T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T13:35:57.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday wish list  :)</title><content type='html'>at the moment, i have few things that i really want to do and to have. in order to get what i wanna do i need to have few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a new expensive microwave oven which can do all kind of cookings ( sayang, r u getting this for me? )&lt;br /&gt;2. shopping spree!! and holiday&lt;br /&gt;3. live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;4. get great job&lt;br /&gt;5. cooking books! a lot of them, for cakes, cookies, mediterranean , mexican, traditional malay, chinese foods, anti ageing food ( yes i found it in a bookstore )&lt;br /&gt;6. a car??&lt;br /&gt;7. be with my baby and my sayang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6174322810984944507?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6174322810984944507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6174322810984944507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6174322810984944507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6174322810984944507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-birthday-wish-list.html' title='my birthday wish list  :)'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-218061154773026974</id><published>2008-02-18T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:38:09.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im trapped!</title><content type='html'>i used to love my well planned life. ive everything well planned till 5 years ahead. ive stated my plan in my first entry for this blog. tp last2.. tah la.. somebody, a fren came into my life and tell me its not wrong.. i wont get hurt.. my life would be ok. nothings gonna change. and i took him into my life.. and i treated him so good. that noone would ever believe that i never loved him. i asked him to give me some time.. from time to time he asked me wether i love him or not.. i said im sorry, no.. it takes time.. but what i never realized is that.. i dah sayang dia! lama.. maybe i was just too afraid to admit it.. cos i dont want to get hurt.. but recently i kept telling him that i love him now. he said, he doesnt love me the way he used to nmore. bole ke mcm tuh? and im hurt.. badly hurt inside.. that i can't handle this pain. how am igonna live? gonna study.. work? for the upcoming months?? does he ever know what he has done to my heart? to my life? to my future? to my plan? does he ever think of that before? i told him many times.. he wouldnt listen. and now he keeps on avoiding me.. never return my call nmore.. rarely sms me.. yes even a dumb person would notice the changes. i wish i never knew him in the beginning..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-218061154773026974?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/218061154773026974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=218061154773026974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/218061154773026974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/218061154773026974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-trapped.html' title='im trapped!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-4400802752340396106</id><published>2008-02-18T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:50:23.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i found years back.. on love</title><content type='html'>When we meet the right person to love when we're at the right place at the right time, that's chance. When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice. That's chance. Being caught up in a moment (and there's a lot of couples who get together because of this) is not a choice. That's also chance. The difference is what happens afterwards. When will you take that infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level? That's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling. If you decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance. That's choice. When you choose to be with a person, no matter what, that's choice. Even if you know there are many people out there who are more attractive, smarter, and richer than your mate, and yet, you decide to love your mate all the same, that's choice. Infatuation, crushes, attraction comes to us by chance. But true love that lasts is truly a choice. A choice that we make. Regarding soul-mates, there's a beautiful movie quote about this that I believe is so true: "Fate brings you together, but it's still up to you to make it happen." I do believe that soul-mates do exist. That there is truly someone made for you. But it's still up to you to make the choice if you're going to do something about it or not. We may meet our soul-mates by chance, but loving and staying with our soul-mates is still a choice we have to make. We become happy in love not by finding someone perfect to love... BUT to learn how to love an imperfect person perfectly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4400802752340396106?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4400802752340396106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=4400802752340396106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4400802752340396106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4400802752340396106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2008/02/something-i-found-years-back-on-love.html' title='something i found years back.. on love'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-4603480529062172755</id><published>2007-12-14T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:43:50.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil thought ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alcohol Joke 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is sitting at a bar.  The bartender makes him an offer: he will give him a sip of many different drinks and if the barfly can identify what it is and where its from he will get to drink it.&lt;br /&gt;The barfly takes a sip of the first one.&lt;br /&gt;“Vodka from Russia” the man is right and the bartender hands him a full cup.&lt;br /&gt;He then takes a sip of the second one.&lt;br /&gt;“Tequila from Mexico”.&lt;br /&gt;He goes on to name many more and eventually the bartender gets pissed off and fills a cup with piss.  The barfly takes a sip …&lt;br /&gt;“That’s piss!” he screams.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, but whose?” replies the bartender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alcohol Joke 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy walks into a bar looking real down in the dumps.  The bartender notices this and asks the guy what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;“My wife told me if I ever come home drunk again, she was going to divorce me.”&lt;br /&gt;The bartender tells the guy he has nothing to worry about, it was probably just a threat. The guy agrees with the bartender and proceeds to get drunk. After more shots of rum and tequila than he can count, the man is sitting with his face down at the bar and pukes all over his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;After realizing what he had done, the man starts to panic.&lt;br /&gt;“What am I going to do?! My wife is going to kick me out of the house and take everything I’ve got!”&lt;br /&gt;The bartender calms him down and tells him to stick a $20 bill in his shirt pocket and tell his wife it was some other drunk who puked all over him and he gave him the twenty to cover for the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;After a couple cups of coffee the guy drives home to find his wife packing her bags.&lt;br /&gt;He starts to explain what happened to his shirt and he pulls out two $20 bills to show his wife.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why the man gave her husband $40 instead of the $20 as explained, the wife asks “What’s the other $20 bill for?”&lt;br /&gt;The husband replies “He shit in my pants too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alcohol Joke 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man walks into a bar, sits down and orders a Bud. He says “Give me a beer before problems start!”&lt;br /&gt;The bartender doesn’t understand but gives the man the beer.  After 15 minutes the man orders a beer again saying “Give me a beer before problems start!”.&lt;br /&gt;The bartender looks a little bit confused but pours the man a beer.  This goes on the whole night and after the 15th beer the bartender is totally confused and asks the man,&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean with before problems start, when are you going to pay for the beers you drunk?”&lt;br /&gt;The man answers “You see right now the problems start!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4603480529062172755?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4603480529062172755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=4603480529062172755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4603480529062172755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4603480529062172755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/12/lil-thought.html' title='lil thought ..'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-2580094751697220725</id><published>2007-11-27T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:52:16.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hati berbunga riang</title><content type='html'>life is weird. it comes in a perfect package. sadness, happiness, pressure, problems, suprises etc.. a moment ago i was in tense, thinking of the big world on my shoulders. a moment later i was suprised by this life, how life can simply make me smile again. and yes, i'm happy again. n boleh kembali buat kerja! thanks to this great life :) and thanks to those ppl who've made my day :) &lt;em&gt;luv u!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-2580094751697220725?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/2580094751697220725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=2580094751697220725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2580094751697220725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2580094751697220725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/11/hati-berbunga-riang.html' title='hati berbunga riang'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-7939840363872822147</id><published>2007-11-07T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:46:52.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resepi sotong sumbat  ( at last.. )</title><content type='html'>just now somebody asked for the recipe sotong sumbat. actually my dear fren nana pon asked for it few days ago. and not forgetting my fren's relatives ( i brought the sotong sumbat to the bukak puasa at their house once ) i terlupa sebenarnyer about it hehehe .. mase kecik2 dulu my mom suka buat sotong sumbat ni, tp i tgk je dia buat. dah siap i makan la! tp satu hari tuh i came acrossed the recipe dlm buku recipe yg my mom gave me and asked her skit2 recipe tuh. so here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 . &lt;strong&gt;sotong&lt;/strong&gt; tak kesahla bape ekor pon .. white sotong yg ade corak2 merah tuh. tanak kecik ok, agak besar.. susah gak nak cari the right size sotong and make sure it's fresh means keras tak lembik2 tuh. agak2 pjg tapak tgn tuh ker.. or kecik skit takpe, but not so small.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;beras pulut&lt;/strong&gt; .. actually beras pulut ni berbeza2. last time i guna floral tuh, bes! yg timbang2 kat kedai tuh tak bes&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;santan kelapa&lt;/strong&gt; .. i usually buy the one in box tuh jer haha mcm2 brand ade, ms, ayam, dan sebagainyerrrr&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;sedikit halia&lt;/strong&gt; dlm 1/2 cm&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;gula melaka&lt;/strong&gt; .. kalau keret bulat tuh amik dlm half or 3/4 ok dah. bende nih mmg manislah!! it's a desert actually.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;toothpicks &lt;/strong&gt; .. nih untuk sepit sotong tuh ha dgn kepala dia&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;daun pandan&lt;/strong&gt; .. ni bagi wangi jer. ikat la dia dulu before masuk dlm periuk ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cara- cara :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bersihkan sotong, buang tulang2 dia tuh. jgn lupa bersihkan kepala, potong buang apa yg tak perlu. ( u shd by now, know how to clean up the sotong )&lt;br /&gt;2. basuh beras pulut agak2 jumlah cukup utk sumbat dlm perut sotong2 tuh la.&lt;br /&gt;3. masukkan santan dlm beras pulut yg dah dibasuh. santan sahaja bkn air! ni cam    paras banjir      skit2 jer. nak bagi beras tuh rendam skit dlm santan, itu jer. mcm lemang gitu!!&lt;br /&gt;4. lagi bes kalau biar jer rendam dlm santan tuh seberapa ketika, setengah jam ker..&lt;br /&gt;5. then u amik sotong tuh masukkan sikit beras pulut tadi. then amik hujung sudu (kat tpt pegang tuh) u cucuk2 bagi masuk beras pulut tuh dlm badan sotong bawah tuh.&lt;br /&gt;6. teruskan lah bubuh beras pulut tuh sampai dekat2 nak penuh jgn bagi penuh sgt tau. then u take the kepala and masukkan dlm bdn sotong then cucuk sotong bagi lekat dgn kepala dia dgn lidi toothpick tuh&lt;br /&gt;7. susun elok2 dlm periuk. then pour the remaining santan, kalau boleh bagi dia cover all the sotong. or maybe u can add some water. tp lagi bes kalau tambah santan jer lagi and bukan air hehehe&lt;br /&gt;8. u bukak api kecik ok? then letak daun pandan, secubit garam, halia kecik and not forgetting the gula melaka... and jgn lupa tutup and make sure penutup dia ade lubang skit, or u sengetkan skit tutup periuk ok?&lt;br /&gt;9. ok now u tunggu la sampai kuahh dia agak pekat kering. nnt dia akan tuka kaler jadik brownish or maybe even darker. jgn hangus ok! sayang jer rugiiii.. nnt dia smell very good yum yum..&lt;br /&gt;10. apa lagik! next step is makan aa!! hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-7939840363872822147?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/7939840363872822147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=7939840363872822147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7939840363872822147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7939840363872822147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/11/resepi-sotong-sumbat-at-last.html' title='resepi sotong sumbat  ( at last.. )'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5147221101312232921</id><published>2007-11-04T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T12:33:23.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i watched p ramlee the musical~!</title><content type='html'>yesterday , watching p ramlee the musical was a blast!!! i love the props sgt kagum sekali ok!! and i love sean ghazi! always love. sean ghazi played the p ramlee, siti nurhaliza as azizah ( i hate her as azizah) , melissa saila as norizan (p ramlee's 2nd wife) , atilia as junaidah( p ramlee's 1st wife) and liza hanim as saloma (3rd wife)  okok, i cerita from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my first time to istana budaya, so me n my bestfren nana kina had no clue of what are we supposed to wear. blur ok! so mlm tuh pening fikir apa nak pakai ni!! and nana decided to wear her songket baju kurung. i also have one. then last2 i brought my dresses, skirts, pants, bl;ouse n everything to nana's house. we're supposed to siap2 kat rumah nana n go to istana budaya from there, which is nearer. the show started at 3 so patutnyer kenegerak at 2 from bdr tun razak ( rumah nana). malangnyer biasela, kitorang ni makan la n blablabla.. nearly 2.30 baru keluar rumah. n jam pulak! so last2 sampai gak istana budaya tp dah kol 3! cari parking lgai.. luckily kitorang dpt parking. and masuk dlm we met bebiri. and we waited for our tickets, i bought the tickets online. and stupid system kat istana budaya tuh mmg la teruk la isk isk.. system down plak,, so kitorang kene tunggu lama nak redeem our tickets. bengang ni. teater dah half n hour started. both of us dah komplen silently isk isk. rugi dah start.. isk takdpt tgk.. isk isk.. blabla... then last2 the indian guy gave us our ticket, and suprisingly!! he gave us the RM180 seats! stalls seats. bes banget!! kan kan.. i love! we paid for rm50 tickets yer la mana mampu tgh sengkek2 ni nak beli tiket rm100. baru habiskan duit gi mlk a week before. so we had fun watching p ramlee musical! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really amazed by the way they set up the props! amazing! siap ade kepala train ok! and a car dlm set tuh. mmg salut to the props team! and sean ghazi was amazing. yes he's handsome but he's also a good singer and actor. i know he is! and nana tiba2 suka seanghazi ok! last AIM i told nana bout sean ghazi dia kata tak hensem la, tak bes la. now this time she admitted that sean ghazi mmg hensem :)  and i love melissa saila! she rocks! mmg sgt bes and she showed a powerful and dominant character of nofizan in that play. i love melissa saila! just that dia nyanyi tak bes. but overall, her expression, tones.. everything's perfect.  and i saw some celebrities, which i don't recognize them. gila la kalau terlanggar terjatuh konpem tak kenal nih!! n i met my exschoolmate, she's thinner! and i finally met bebiri's  m****** . then we took pictures. i like the p ramlee musical's  t shirt tp mahalla, rm100 each. takper la next time. and we had fun! after that we went straight to jalan tar. plan nak makan laksa seribu rasa. the marveles laksa seribu rasa!!  tp kene tuka baju dulu ok! we parked kat sogo and walked to the jln tar. i had to change my jeans to a skirt sbb hujan, nnt basah2 my jeans. hahah. so nway cari nyer cari tak ada!! org tuh tak dtgjual kat pasar mlm ari ni!! so we had to settle down with laksa org lain which is tak sedap! arghhh tak dpt merasa nikmat a bowl of laksa! n we decided to eat something else. n i bought wadey and rojak singapore. hahaha jln2 pasar mlm bes jugak tau! then we went back to sogo to try some perfumes. i aimed dkny green apple and new paco rabbane rose . yes! mmg bes gila la dkny delicious green apple tuh. waa bes bes. later after this im gonna put up my wish list, erk, birthday wish list hehehe. then we tried the kenneth cole black for men. yes mmg bes. ilike!! then i tried apa tah kenneth cole for women, tp bes gak.. a soft n fresh smell. nana likes the britney spears midnight something.. bes jugak.. then both of us kene halau by the salesman. and everybody's watching us. sogo dah tutup!! kitorang tak sedar. hehehehe .&lt;br /&gt;so that's my saturday! had a wonderful saturday. hope for a wonderful weekends ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currenlty listening to patty smyth &amp;amp; don harley sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5147221101312232921?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5147221101312232921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5147221101312232921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5147221101312232921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5147221101312232921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-watched-p-ramlee-musical.html' title='i watched p ramlee the musical~!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5533739689175068466</id><published>2007-11-02T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:17:15.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yayaya thanks dell</title><content type='html'>yayey! thanks to dear dell! now i dah dpt new idea for my fyp proposal no 3. :D happy smiling ear to ear. baru teringat that i love coffee! so why dont i do something about coffee ? hehehe.. yes i love coffee. salu org ltak byk sugar in their black coffee. ops i loveblack coffee jer bkn white coffee. i usually letak i sachet of sugar, err 3/4 kot. or 1 teaspoon of sugar. once i rdered black coffee i said bubuh 1 sudu gula ok? dtg jer coffee tuh rasa manis. mesti dia buh tablespoon bkn teaspoon ni. wahh tabbes nyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5533739689175068466?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5533739689175068466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5533739689175068466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5533739689175068466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5533739689175068466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/11/yayaya-thanks-dell.html' title='yayaya thanks dell'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-2079224283393920638</id><published>2007-11-02T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:40:25.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy day</title><content type='html'>im very sleepy, boring sbb tak ada keje kat nak buat. what should i do know? currently listening to the bon jovi bed of roses. colleague gave me this cd mp3 bonjovi and i like it! tataula nak buat apa kan, nak update blog pon tatau apa nak cerita. boss sume tak de, dah keluar. so i boleh chat a kot. tp guna meebo jer. tp bosan jugk.macane aa??? arghh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-2079224283393920638?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/2079224283393920638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=2079224283393920638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2079224283393920638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2079224283393920638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepy-day.html' title='sleepy day'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-8478208855312488641</id><published>2007-11-01T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T17:56:06.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry!!!</title><content type='html'>it's 5.30 and i'm hungry! i had lunch earlier but now tetiba dah hungry!! sakit perooottt... waaa. agaknya before ni tak berfikir lama, bercuti sakan. now seharian berfikir terus cepat lapar :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, this is my first day of work . sbb tuh cepat lapar :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-8478208855312488641?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/8478208855312488641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=8478208855312488641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8478208855312488641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/8478208855312488641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/11/hungry.html' title='hungry!!!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-7368504498115907169</id><published>2007-10-31T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:44:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The average Libra female is highly intellectual and has amazing powers of analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="_Toc6672018"&gt;The LIBRA Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so she went on taking first one side&lt;br /&gt;and then another and making quite a conversation of&lt;br /&gt;it altogether...&lt;br /&gt;She generally gave herself very good advice (though she seldom followed it) ...&lt;br /&gt;Once a child asked me a question that wasn't easy to answer. "Why is it," he wanted to know, "that ladies wear trousers and men use pretty smelling cologne?" In typical Aries style, I dashed off an impulsive reply. "Well," I told him quickly, before he could think of any more em&amp;shy;barrassing riddles, "that's because there's a little bit of woman in every man, and there's a little bit of man in every woman. Now let's play checkers."&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I'm rather proud of my instant Mars wisdom. That statement is true to some degree of all the Sun signs, and it's super-true of Libra. You can find a trace of the opposite sex in the most virile, rugged Libran male, and Venus plays the same trick on the female scale balancer.&lt;br /&gt;She may be as dainty as a fluffy, white bunny and she may whisper with gentle persuasion. She can dress in silks and laces, and her hair can smell of fragrant cologne. She might even look like a little doll you could lift with one hand (though a Taurus or Sagittarius ascendant would make her considerably more hefty). But with all her femininity, sweet mannerisms and lovely grace, this girl wears a pair of trousers with surprising ease, and they'll fit her rather neatly. Her mental processes operate with male logic and they can match yours in any discussion you care to start. They can even top yours on occasion, although the female side of the Libra woman is usually too smart to let you catch on to that until you're safely past the honeymoon. During the mating season, she'll be careful not to beat you at chess, but she won't hide her sharp mind behind those soft dimples forever. EventuaBy, you'll be treated to a display of her brain power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Libra women will air their clever wits any time a subject appears with the slightest possibility of debate. It could be anything from why you shouldn't wear button down collars to what's keeping you from getting a raise at work. (She'll feel the latter is partly your fault and partly your boss's fault. Everything with Libra ends up as six of one and half a dozen of another-just so it all comes out even.) If you refuse to rise to the bait, she'll argue with herself. A Libra girl can start a donnybrook alone, pursue it alone and finish it alone, in a grand flourish. Your only contribution may be "But why?" or "I don't think so," but sometimes that's all she needs to deliver a brilliant monologue, which may last for an hour or more. Through it all, however, you'll probably be drowning in her charm. She'll turn on that unbearably delicious smile every third sentence or so, and you'll end up changing your mind as effortlessly as she changes her sex by taking over the man's prerogative, then switching back to a cuddly love bunny. She'll convince you with pure clear logic. You won't lose much-except your pride, and you'll hardly miss that, under the spell of that gentle Libran smile. She's usually right, because her final decisions are as carefully considered as those of the Supreme Court. Libran females don't need much encouragement to start a verbal comparison going between any two points of view. A politically active season will give her lots of chances to sharpen her rhetoric and her argumentative talents. She makes a great political worker, once she's made up her mind which side and which candidate is right.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the typical Libra penchant for weighing everything twice to make sure she didn't miss a point, she can be quite a lot of woman for a man who's interested in romance or companionship or both. Her tendency to argue is really based on a sincere desire to reach an im&amp;shy;partial decision. It could be worse. At least she doesn't make up her own rules as she goes along, or stubbornly resist all reason, like women born under some other Sun signs. Besides, most of her opinions are presented with diplomatic tact, which somewhat softens the blow.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best way to get you to appreciate your Libra woman is to give you a quick rundown on what you would face with other Sun signs in a simple situation. Let's say you're discussing the subject of calling cards. Should people use them today, is it old-fashioned, and what should they look like? Take a fast flight around the zodiac. Pre&amp;shy;tend you're the only man in a room with twelve women. (That should be a pleasant supposition.) The discussion would run something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries: Don't need them. I use the telephone. Taurus: It's rare that I go calling. People visit me. Gemini: Calling cards! Who has time for calling cards?&lt;br /&gt;Leo: Well, if they were really wild, and impressive look&amp;shy;ing-&lt;br /&gt;Virgo: I'll have to check Emily Post and see exactly what she says.&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius: My gawd! You mean people stffl take time for that junk?&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio: If they're not home, they miss me. Ifs their loss, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius: I wonder if it's raining outside? I thought I heard thunder.&lt;br /&gt;Cancer: Cards are so impersonal. I'd rather write a note.&lt;br /&gt;Pisces: I always sense when people aren't there, and I only I call on them when I get a subliminal message they want to see me.&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn: The custom is perfectly proper. But there's no I point in discussing the design. If it's not en-           graved, it's not a calling card.&lt;br /&gt;Libra; Well, it all depends. If you want to do the correct thing, you should have them. It's a charming gesture. On the other hand, using them might seem pre&amp;shy;tentious today, and the modern woman is too busy to bother with them. Of course, you have to con&amp;shy;sider the reason behind the custom. Then again, there are people who can't afford calling cards. If if's a strain on the budget, they aren't really neces&amp;shy;sary. Looking at the other side of it, however, I can't help feeling the beauty and grace of yesterday is missing in today's frantic pace, so it might be money well spent. I suppose they should be en&amp;shy;graved. Yet, it's true that something different would reflect the individual personality. A creative person could design his own. But such individual cards might be misunderstood by very social people, you know? I mean, the Rockefellers would think it was gauche. On reflection, who calls on the Rocke&amp;shy;fellers? Your own friends would love your being original, but plain engraving is probably more ac&amp;shy;ceptable. At least I think it should be. But still-well ...&lt;br /&gt;Now she's run out of pros and cons, and she frowns slightly, under the strain of sorting out her own arguments and trying to dredge up an actual, firm decision from the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the Libran female is nothing if not fair, and committed to balanced judgment all around. You may get a little bored with her digressions on mundane subjects such as calling cards, but you'll sincerely appreciate her efforts at fairness, and her ability to judge correctly by weighing all sides, when it comes to something that really matters. Other women might toss off opinions that reflect their own individual natures, and seldom care much about what you think, or about a fair answer. To a Libra woman, there's no such thing as what she thinks is right. Your opinion deserves as much respect as hers and Plato's, until the decision is made, based on the flaws in her arguments, yours and all the philosophers.&lt;br /&gt;Most Venus girls work both before and after marriage. They seek cash for the lovely things it can buy. The Libra bird needs lots of fine feathers for her luxurious nest. She loves beautiful clothes, expensive perfumes, classical music and-did somebody say she was masculine? Yes, I did. One side of her. But you will barely notice her hard head when it wears such pretty hair-dos. Mostly, Libran women need plentiful sums of money to remove them from the squalor and ugliness of discordant surroundings, which can actually make them emotionally and physically ill. But there's another reason she works, another reason she wants money. Her man. If there's one thing a Libra female treasures above all else on this temporal earth, it's the man she's chosen to love, honor and manage.&lt;br /&gt;She hates to play solitaire. Partnerships, in both business and romance, constitute her deepest .need. She doesn't like to work alone, and she's literally incapable of living alone. libra women who visit astrologers have only two questions they really care about. If it's not one, it's always the other. Either: "When will I meet someone I really love?" or "When will I find someone to go into business with me?" With her, marriage is a joint venture, and the rules are almost as strict as those in a corporate setup. You are the president of the association, and you're honored as such. She's the chairman of the board, who will keep you from making mistakes, in her own feminine, protective way. Her nature is built for teamwork. She'll want to participate in as many of your interests and activities as possible. She's willing to entertain in her husband's behalf, and she's female enough to follow his lead when he wants to change his career, move to another city, or cultivate new friends. That's all his department. She's only there to smooth the way and be sure he doesn't goof anything by impulsive actions and ill-considered judgment.&lt;br /&gt;You really have to give her credit. The typical Libra woman has no desire to be a stone around her husband's neck. She simply wants to remove all the stones in his path. She's not nearly as domineering on the surface as she is inwardly, because the last thing she wants to do is make a lot of positive statements you can hold her responsible for later. She'll tread gently in most cases (unless she has an Aries ascendant-and if you're mixed up with a woman who had a double cardinal influence like that at birth, you have a sizable problem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average Libra female is highly intellectual and has amazing powers of analysis, which can be a real help in solving your business problems. She seldom lets her emo&amp;shy;tions keep her from dispassionate decision or a-balanced view, and she can usually give you better advice than your banker. Naturally, her abilities along these lines can cover a multitude of vices. Not only that, but if she's a typical Venus girl, she offers her pearls of wisdom on a silver platter of charm and amiable suggestion. Her iron hand wears a soft, velvet glove, and she can nudge you off the wrong track and in the right direction so gently, you'll swear the switch was entirely your own idea. An Aries, Scorpio, Leo or Taurus man will normally put his Libran wife on a pedestal and worship her. That's only fair, because she worships him, too. Outsiders who visit the love nest of a properly mated Libran and her husband may feel as though they were seeing Adam and Eve, before the snake came along and spoiled everything. (Two Librans wed to each other invariably become cooing lovebirds or snarling adversaries. They'll go to one extreme or the other, sometimes on a permanent basis, sometimes every other day.)&lt;br /&gt;There are many rewards when you're living with a Libra female. She'll never open your mail. It simply wouldn't occur to her to be so dishonorable. She'll never reveal your business secrets to your friends or embarrass you in front of your boss. She'll probably charm him into submission, too, with the same smile she used to melt your heart when you first met her. There are some Libra women with afflicted Mars positions who may over-indulge in excessive emotions at times, or eat and drink more than is good for them, but they're few and far between. Even if a Venus female does occasionally trip over her own scales, sooner or later she'll gracefully achieve her normal state of heavenly harmony. There will be moments when you'll wonder if she's an angel or devil, but the angels fight on her side more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;You probably won't complain of lack of physical proof of her love, because she's as sentimental as old lace, and as affectionate as a woman has any right to be. Although she's sincere about her billing and cooing, those sweet glances, tender touches, warm hugs and frequent kisses are also a pretty effective smokescreen for her hidden mascu&amp;shy;line drive. There's no law that says sincerity can't have a practical application.&lt;br /&gt;Your home may look like one of those magazine ads for wall-to-wall carpeting. The colors will harmonize, and the furniture will be in good taste. Pictures will hang straight, and meals will usually be served on time. With most Venus girls you can also count on cloth napk^s, sterling silver, flowers on the table, good china, candlelight, wine, soft music and a balanced menu. Taking into consideration her clever mind and her sparkling wit, there's not a whole lot more you could ask. Being a woman is sort of a lifetime occupation to her, and she's bound to arrive at perfection somewhere along the line. The masculine side of her will rarely disturb you, unless you're one of those impossible males who want to go shouting around like King Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIII and expecting the women in your life to behave like obedient consorts, fearful of losing their heads if they gay anything other than "yes" or "no." Your Libran con&amp;shy;sort will definitely say more than "yes" or "no." She likes to talk. But she'll also make a flattering listener, when you have a need for a good audience. This woman is both tough and soft at the same time, and it's not every female who can manage that delicate balancing act.&lt;br /&gt;Her sweet manners and smooth ability to cool your fevered brow can lead you to think she's weak and helpless, or that she'll be fluttery and feminine when a crisis erupts. If so, you're much mistaken. That dear, womanly little creature is composed of nine parts steel. Just because you missed it when she was shrewdly and bravely planning to hook you during those early chess games when she kept letting you beat her, you shouldn't remain blind forever. Open your eyes wide the next time there's a family emergency, and see who keeps the boat from rocking. Who really does it, I mean. The truth needn't rob you of your masculinity. No one but you will know how much you need her helping hand at the helm when things get choppy. Shell never brag about it, or take anything away from you-except a large part of the responsibility. Be grateful she's so dependable. Besides, she looks kind of cute when she wears her slacks to garden or to the super&amp;shy;market, doesn't she? Women in trousers are all right, as long as they have enough sense to wear frilly organdy to parties and slinky silk in privacy. She does. One of her most valuable assets is her ability to hide her sharp, keen mind behind utter femininity.&lt;br /&gt;The children will be loved and tenderly cared for by a Libra mother, but in all honesty, they will come in a poor second to you. They're junior partners, but you are the president of the company, and shell never forget that basic fact. They'll get a large chunk of her heart, but she'll never allow them to steal the comer she gave to you before they came along. If their play interferes with your rest, she can be pretty strict, and if they disobey you, shell be angrier than if they disobeyed her. The youngsters will be sweet and clean as infants, neat and polite as adults-unless you spoil them and she doesn't interfere because you're the lord and master. It's just another one of those decisions she may leave in your hands so she can avoid making the wrong judgment The Libra mother is normally gentle, yet quite firm when the need arises. Her children are never neglected or ignored, but the truth of the matter is that the reason she wanted to become a mother in the first place was so she could give you more happiness that way. One of the first things she'll teach them when they learn their prayers is to say, "God bless Daddy." She'll never permit them to disrespect their father. Still, if you get a little over&amp;shy;bearing, she's a pretty soft pillow for their tears, and she may sneak them a peppermint stick behind your back when you've put your foot down too severely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that she may nibble on sweets too often and get fat. She may linger too long at the dance or over the wine bottle. There may be times when she's a little bossy, and Other moments when she talks your ear off. But these things will only occur when her emotional scales are temporarily off balance. They will never fail to settle into even steadiness when the occasional dipping is over. Un&amp;shy;less somebody stands there with his foot on one of them, Libran scales always eventually balance themselves. If one side is a little low, add some affection and it will rise. If the other side drops from the weight of too much sad&amp;shy;ness, lighten it with understanding and her-beautiful har&amp;shy;mony will return.&lt;br /&gt;What other woman could look like a princess when you take her to the ball, then turn right around, lace up her boots, zip up her red plaid lumber jacket, and help you saw logs for the fireplace? She has sweetness enough for the first and strength enough for the second. If her name is Peg, you'll be whistling "Peg-0-My-Heart." If it's Sally . or Mary, you'll happily hum "My Gal Sal" or sing "Mary Is a Grand Old Name." In case the song writers have forgotten to pay her a tribute, write your own melody in waltz time, with a good, strong beat, and dedicate it to your Libra woman. Fortissimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adusduss.. byk giler! but that's me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-7368504498115907169?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/7368504498115907169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=7368504498115907169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7368504498115907169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7368504498115907169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/average-libra-female-is-highly.html' title='The average Libra female is highly intellectual and has amazing powers of analysis'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6386379290610766990</id><published>2007-10-30T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:06:10.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trip to malacca</title><content type='html'>yes! i went to malacca last weekend with my bestfriend nana! and we had a lot of fun. makan2 and jalan2. but all of us kena cirit birit, unfortunately. tp apart from that, memang seronok habis. ade cam nak gi lagi tak?? maybe maybe..  and we met some frens. ade la new frens and old frens.. new fren tuh.. seriously reminded me of someone from my past. sebijik la muka dia, kiranyer physically sama. tp dia lain. i mean, maybe dia lagi baik kot hahaha no.. different character, different world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok about makan2, we went to the portugese settlemen on the first day, after had mcnugget kat mcd. hey kat melaka ade double decker bus!! i wanted to try it tp tak sempat. lari2 sampai lagi few metres away bus tuh gerak. so terlepas. takpe next time takkan biar dia terlepas! then went to the portugese settlemen, mkn byk gila! i only wanted the otak in the first place. but our host terlebey baik siap order siakap sambal and butter garlic prawn. which are sume sedap bangetttt.. tp mmg full gila la.. tak larat nak mkn. they asked me to finish the big prawn,tp i tak larat. so i said," kalau ade org kopekkan, i makan " haa terus je ade org rajin kopekkan udang bosau tuh. alamakkk!! tp mmg tak larat dahh. after that we went straight to jonker street balik. ops before that we had abc kat jonker walk, ramai gila kedai tuh susah ak dpt tpt duduk. and duduk2 jer cendol dah hbs. terpaksa amik jer abc. ok now after portugese i went back to jonker walk n went to the ringgos. lama tak gi ringgos. i suka dengar dia nyanyi.. geographer is right in front of the ringgos. and org ramai sgt. everybody's dancing in the strees listening to the oldies. yes, i like oldies hehehe. well actually everybody's drunk rasa nyer dah tuh. tuh yg jadi mcmtuh. nway we had fun listening to ringgo. i requested casablanca tp kitorang i pon dah lambat. so tak dpt dengar. takper there'll be another time, rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht i went lepak at daud! yes  Daud but this daud dah moved to hang tuah mall, im suprised la. dah maju daud nih. and mmg sgt ramaila org lepak kat hangtuah mall. sudah maju melaka niiiisss..  the next day, my frens sume tido sbb mlm tuh sudah berparty hiyakk hiyakkk!!! so i went out  with other fren n we went straight to town. lookd for capitol satay, ingat nak mkn. tp lom bukak. or dah tutup? i dunno. i still remember last time i went there, org beratur tunggu table. dia mcm yong tau foo and ade kuah kacang in the middle of the table. so everybody celop yong tau foo situ! so we went to jonker walk n had our cendol! this time dpt makan yayryry! bes.  then baru balik apt n my fren lom bgn!!!!!!!! bangunn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to mp. ade food court baru. sgt cantiks ok! i had a bowl of laksa johor which is tak sedap. tp mkn jer sbb lapar. then went to buy souvenirs for my mom, the cencalok and her favourite, kerepek binjai! i also love kerepek binjai! byk tau beli! abih ni stok utk, tunggu bila lagi nak gi mlk agaknyer kan.. sementara tuh habiskan yg ni dulu. and ade byk beca. i wanted to naik beca tp kan.. ermmm mahalla 40 ringgi one hr. kalau takmmg dah naik beca. mcm bes tau!! isk iskk.. dah balik tuh baru dorang ni ckp sebenarnyer 10 ringgit satu round. cis cisss... takpe next time!! next time mesti naik beca jugak and the double decker bus! takley miss nih.&lt;br /&gt;then again! wen wentto jonker walk. this is the 3rd time went there with dem. nasibla u dem kene ikot kan! hahaha. nway my bestfren tak pnah gi lagi n i know die mesti suka gilaaa jonker walk. n yes! she loved it! so jln jln bape kali berenti duduk lepak tah. sampai perut penuh dgn air dah satu hari. o n yes, we went to cendol n nana had cendol yg bes tuh gak. n me. had another laksa, laksa baba nyonya. agak bes. rasa mcm tak bes. tp habis jer satu bowl tuh!! byk nyer mkn adusdusss...  then ronda2 jln2.. seronok tau jonker ni. i bought 3 chopsticks for me n my sister., dem also bought a pair of chopsticks. then i bought a hat. heheh bole pakai gi picnic kat pantai plak. so nana bila nak gi picnic plak nih!! hahahaa. seronoknyerrrr!! pastuh gi portugis balik!! mlm dah ni. tp nana lom try the otak otak there. rugi tak try. so sorry dem, terpaksa la ikot kitorang lagi. hahahaha. mcm ni u ada hati lagi nak ikot gi bandung ke dem?? hahahaha! then i dah tak larat gila nak mkn. dorang je mkn. i had 2 bowl of laksa earlier. n byk2 gelas air. not forgetting the roti bakar!! roti bakar yg tak bes sbb tak traditional. ape tah kan.. sampai nak berckp pon malas dah mase tuh. tgk org2 jer.. huuu ade org hensem! hahahahahaha kan nana?? so, pastuh dorang mkn2 mkn. and we decide to goback. it's late.. dah kol 11 dah mase tuh. and i was supposed to drive them home. so i dropped dem kat daud n met dotdot n pot n seangkatan lain tak ingat nama dah..  then we headed home.. and reached cyberjaya around 2. and terus tido sampai the next afternooon.kol 4 ptg baru bangun! uish uishh.. but we had a lot of fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next trip? tatau lagi..  hoping for bandung.. or penang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6386379290610766990?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6386379290610766990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6386379290610766990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6386379290610766990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6386379290610766990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/trip-to-malacca.html' title='trip to malacca'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-971794017004041660</id><published>2007-10-08T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T08:49:04.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my worst birthday</title><content type='html'>today's my birthday. yes im supposed to behappy.. tp tak happy la kan sbb dah tua!! a year older. but still patut happy la. tp semaalm ptg on my way to kj, kat tol terlanggar wira keling ni. bodo punya keling. serious, my kancil langsung tak calar sikitpon. since when malaysia makes strong cars? ( belilah perodua!! kereta yang kuat dan murah! )means mmg sgt slow la kan. slow gila aa. pastuh keling tuh mintak bayar 200. bumper dia kemik teruk tgh2 tp i langgar tuh skit sama rata la. i ckp macane lak kemik tgh. ni mesti dah mmg kemik before ni. then bumper dia jatuh. ala bumper dia mmg rosak2 ok. pecah2 sana sini. skru pon tah ade takde. then kata i buat rosak teruk mcm tuh. gila la kan keling. mmg keling paria la. keling babu dan segala keling laa kan. pastuh i nak bawak woorkshop i, ckp kita bayar half2. dia suh i bayar semua. anta workshop dia bayar 200. mmg nak mengepow la kan. di ari raya niiii. waaaaaaa!! i pont akde sandal raya ok!! baju rya lom amik lagi ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob sob.. today nak balik rumah raya.. tp lambat skit, few things nak kene setel temasuk keling babu ni. packing pon belom!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me.. happy birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me.. happy birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat berbuka puasa and selamat hari raya peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-971794017004041660?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/971794017004041660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=971794017004041660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/971794017004041660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/971794017004041660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-worst-birthday.html' title='my worst birthday'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-1250115091346126681</id><published>2007-10-05T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:50:41.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya dah dekat!!</title><content type='html'>raya is just around the corner :) . can't wait to wear my baju raya. hahaha. posanye idak, raya nye lebih kan? takde la, kira bersederhana jugak la cos i made 2 baju raya je. been busy these few days.. terlupa pasal gathering buka puasa which is tomorrow! so tomorrow ill be going to the gathering buka puasa skola lama i. lama tak jumpa. kecuali bebiri, ari tuh dah jumpa. tp takper dah sgt lama tak berbuka bersama yer bebiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u don know what u meant for me&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i do&lt;br /&gt;all i think about is u&lt;br /&gt;even tho im with my boo&lt;br /&gt;u know im crazy over u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to be my song dulu2.. hehe sbb ade nama i :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat berpuasa dan selamat hari raya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-1250115091346126681?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/1250115091346126681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=1250115091346126681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1250115091346126681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1250115091346126681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-dah-dekat.html' title='raya dah dekat!!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-4187810030084134462</id><published>2007-10-02T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:01:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>report report</title><content type='html'>aduhhh letih a tulis ni. tak sudash2 bila nak abesh ni apa le gila byk i nak report ni? gateii la naamanya nibila nak siap cem nih isk isk tak sabar nya nak cutiiiiiii!!!!! nak cutiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4187810030084134462?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4187810030084134462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=4187810030084134462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4187810030084134462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4187810030084134462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/report-report.html' title='report report'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-456938827285398339</id><published>2007-10-01T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:38:09.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sotong sumbat</title><content type='html'>i like sotong sumbat. and i love cooking it. last time i made it and brought to relative's place, they're havin bukak puasa. and everybody loves it. its sweet with pulut inside. it taste like a lemang sotong. is there such thing? tp isi dia inside the sotong taste like lemang. recipe? ill post it later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-456938827285398339?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/456938827285398339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=456938827285398339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/456938827285398339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/456938827285398339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/sotong-sumbat.html' title='sotong sumbat'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6710315302963156883</id><published>2007-10-01T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:32:38.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food yum yummmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i l o v e c o o k i n g !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to try new recipes. and i love jamie oliver. i used to watch his show everyday and write down his recipe. but then, i don't remember the last place i put the notebook. i always wanted to learn mexican food. unfortunately i never bought the mexican cookings book. nape yerk?? entah ek. salu tergoda dgn other cooking books hahhaha. sometimes i thinky hands are not for cookings. nape ek? sbb sometimes dah buat sehabis baik, tp tak sedap. tp sometimes sedap ape..&lt;br /&gt;i love cooking malay traditional , chinese , indian, and western. i know mexican, 1 or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i l o v e f o o d&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love eating. i would try everything and appreciate the good taste of the dish. i love going places n try new food. and i love melaka food. be it street food, or hotel. i love malay traditional dishes such as ayam masak lemak, tempoyak ramu, masak asam tempoyak, uuu kerabu..mcm2 la. i love japanese sushi , unagi kabayaki, i love chinese dishes, not forgetting indian, portugese. i love malaysia!!!!!!!! byk nya nak listkan kat sini what i love hahaha takpe i still nak listkan jugak!!!&lt;br /&gt;my favourite food.. here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ayam masak lemak cili padi,daging salai masak lemak&lt;br /&gt;2. asam pedas&lt;br /&gt;3, laksa seribu rasa kat pasar mlm jln tar every saturday&lt;br /&gt;4.otak otak potugis&lt;br /&gt;5. lemon chicken, sweet sour chicken&lt;br /&gt;5 vegetarian food kat kedai vegetarian di bt beruang&lt;br /&gt;6, unagi kabayaki, sushi'&lt;br /&gt;7. burito ( i can makethis!! *wink wink )&lt;br /&gt;8.cendol di jonker walk as well as the pizza there&lt;br /&gt;9.all the mamak karis&lt;br /&gt;10.acar buah penang&lt;br /&gt;11.prawn mee&lt;br /&gt;12.lontong, rojak spore&lt;br /&gt;13. tomyam santan bangkok jam bkt bintang ( maveles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak byk sgt la.. letih nak type ni. yg penting dpt makan jer hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6710315302963156883?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6710315302963156883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6710315302963156883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6710315302963156883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6710315302963156883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/food-yum-yummmm.html' title='food yum yummmm'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-5033266304483592729</id><published>2007-10-01T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:01:11.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy lazy day</title><content type='html'>hari ni mendunggg jer.... n cold.. uu besnyer tidoooo. feel sleepy :) n lazy, padahal ade byk keje sgt kene buat, but arghhh.. later. nih mmg teruk betol.&lt;br /&gt;mari zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-5033266304483592729?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/5033266304483592729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=5033266304483592729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5033266304483592729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/5033266304483592729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/10/cray-lazy-day.html' title='crazy lazy day'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-2230278896201663682</id><published>2007-09-28T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:05:51.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>today i woke up early. at 9! eventho i slept at 4.30 still bangun awal! crazy la niii. tiba2 terfikir. am i happy? am i actually happy? am i pretending to be happy? or am i doing things that's not making myself happy? what do i really want? what's happines is all about? i dont know. i know what i really want. but i pretend as if i never wanted it. aagain.. am i a good pretender ? maybe i dah sampai to tht extent yg i can pretend without being noticed yg i tgh pretend! but sometimes i don't!! act i tak pretend tp i ckp i pretend! apekah itu? fren told me, i have this ego. ya kah!! i thot im not that person. but maybe i am hahaha. tp takpela apa nak buat. i'm fine. i know i can live throughout this misery inside me. apekah merepek2 ni.. mmg mamai baru bangun tido nih!!!&lt;br /&gt;happy weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-2230278896201663682?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/2230278896201663682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=2230278896201663682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2230278896201663682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2230278896201663682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-4368789370806410244</id><published>2007-09-27T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T02:03:53.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy week</title><content type='html'>its been a week i think, since my last post here. ive been busy, very busy. this week on monday i dont have to wake u early, but no, i didnt sleep actually. haha, buat keje la.. byk. then yes, tuesday again, i dont have to wake up early hoorreeeyyy!! no more work. i thot everybody at work'gonna miss me. but unfortunately, they're gonna have to see my face again for at least one year. hehehe. i am so coming back to that place, hope i can gain as much experience as i can. n yes, pay for my tution fees. byk ok!! this is not ipta. mmg la ada org offer nak bayarkan, but i prefer bayar sendiri. cam bagus saja!! hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;yesterday me n fren were going to the curve, nak shoping. wa lama tak shop. way, then ternampak ade kete waja jatuh dlm lngkang besar by the road. gila la macane tah dia bole masuk dlm tuh kan.. so pls drive carefully. it could be u :) my school buka puasa reunion is gona be next week. looking forward to see them all there. kan bes kalau ramai2 mcm dulu2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4368789370806410244?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4368789370806410244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=4368789370806410244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4368789370806410244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/4368789370806410244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-week.html' title='busy week'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-605353360955149553</id><published>2007-09-20T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T16:48:47.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smell of green apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFZHB157bvc/RvIwx09-c0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/WGCmQeu1lU4/s1600-h/green_apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFZHB157bvc/RvIwx09-c0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/WGCmQeu1lU4/s320/green_apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112202159609246530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nutrition facts on green apple&lt;br /&gt;1. 36 calories&lt;br /&gt;2. high vitamin C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always like the smell of green apple. and coffee! sabun basuh pinggan bau green apple, floor detergent green apple, softener baju je tak :) kalau la perfume kete ade bau ni, mesti beli gak. dulu2 ade jugak cari perfume bau green apple. tp tak jumpa. tp aromatherapy oil ada. wangi gila!! satu rumah bau.. coffee pon satu rumah bau. mcm kat coffee bean terasa hehe.&lt;br /&gt;but actually, i tak suka makan green apple sbb keras. i prefer fuji apple lembut. tp kalau green apple makan ngan garam yumyummm jugakk.. dus.. puasa asik ckp pasal makan jer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: al fatihah to adik nurin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-605353360955149553?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/605353360955149553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=605353360955149553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/605353360955149553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/605353360955149553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/smell-of-green-apple.html' title='smell of green apple'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFZHB157bvc/RvIwx09-c0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/WGCmQeu1lU4/s72-c/green_apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6026752698692115727</id><published>2007-09-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:40:31.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ari ni taksakit perut!!</title><content type='html'>alhamdulillah, ari ni tak sakit perut. hehehe. yesterday i didn't buy anythin from pasar ramadhan, masak je. tuh opn mkn pasta sbb tak idea la nak mkn apa. lagi pon my pasta ade peminat hehe. byk betul dia makan, licin.. siap mintak2 lagikk!!&lt;br /&gt;so dengan ini terbukti yang harisakit perut tuh caused by food kat pasar ramadhan. so anda semua, mari kita boikot pasar ramadhan .. ni bkn nak tutup periuk nasi org2 yg bukak gerai kat pasar ramadhan. tp diorang masak ikot suka asal siap jer. tak pk org puasa seharian, tak makan. nak makan buka puasa nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, rasa mcm nervous skit.. waiting for the result. harap berjaya :) suprisingly, somebody yg not so close to me,called me up today. blablabla.. then dia kata, ok takpe biar dia bayar my tution fees. suprised betul!! but somehow, i rejected his offer. apekah?? id rather stand on my own feet. betolkah ini ?? is this me?? mcm tak percayalah!! hahah yes this is me. i know some ppl sometimes cuba nak pengaruh my decision. tp i'm a big girl now. noone can say no to my decision. even tho dia ckp no, so what? yes, maybe ade bende besar.. such as ... ( rahsia ) yg definitely can change my decision n my 6 yrs plan. ( yes,i've 6 yrs plan, trust me! ) tp bende besar tuh, i akan tolak tepi jauh jauh.. whtver yg come in my way, i will definitely throw them away. sh.. merepek!! selesai sessi merepek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sessi soal jawab agama..&lt;br /&gt;takde soalan&lt;br /&gt;sekian ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6026752698692115727?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6026752698692115727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6026752698692115727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6026752698692115727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6026752698692115727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/ari-ni-taksakit-perut.html' title='ari ni taksakit perut!!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-1834574976451235368</id><published>2007-09-18T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:59:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teringat puasa masa kat sekolah</title><content type='html'>suddenly teringat bulan puasa mase kat skola menengah. back then i studied at one of the boarding schools in southern region. it's all girls school. i was there for 5 years. salu thari after school, we go back to our dorm and sleep la. mengabiskan masa lapang haha.puk 3 kang bangun gi prep plak. pas prep kol 4.30 balik tido lagi!! mandi2 sume. but atc kitorang sume kene gi baca quran either kat surau atau common room block. tp ade jugak yg dok kat dorm je. suprisingly, oncei khatam quran mase bulan puasa tuh!! siap dpt hadiah. amazing tak amazing?? mcm tak percaya jer. org lain pun tak percaya hahahaha pastuh, sementara tunggu bukak puasa kol 7 lebih tuh kitorang ramai2 la round compound. our school is big. so mmg exercise betullah petang2 tuh. ade yang posing2amik gamba :) .&lt;br /&gt;then everyday, ptg2 tuh mesti ade trip gi pasar ramadhan kat stadium larkin tuh. kalau tak diri sendiri pergi, pesan kat org lain. salu nye mase tuh glame air katira n roti john. then salu bulan puasa nih tamakla, beli mcm2. penuh la nanti atas meja makantuh dgn kuih muih. bkn dininghall takde kuih, kurma, tp saja gatal. tp bulan puasa bukak puasa lauk ok, boleh tahan aa.. i always like chicken soup n macaroni tuh :) and nasi tomato. then time tgh bukak puasa tuh, nnt pasang lagu raya.. meriah je. ade jugak dedication hari raya :) sahur kat sekola dulu salu meriahh jer. i still remember once dorang bukak lagu titanic tuh mase sahur. tp tak ingat lah kenape yer.. mase tuh hot lagu titanic kot hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;mlm2surau mesti penuh budak2 semayang terawih. baik budak2 semua :) salu surau tuh ade gak kosong2 kan.tp timebulan puasa penuh jer...kalau pak taib atau pak yem jadik imam, boleh tahan lagi. tapi kalau ustaz.. tak ingat aa nama dia. waduh2.. bisa melayan mimpi!! lama gila!!!! abis khusyuk la kitorang semua semayang terawih hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itulah puasa zman sekolah :)seronok. bukak puasa ramai2 dgn kawan2. gi beli makanan sama2 kat pasar ramadhan. next yr genap 10 yrs tinggal sekolah. everybody dah sebok dgn new family, new baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : missing old days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-1834574976451235368?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/1834574976451235368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=1834574976451235368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1834574976451235368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1834574976451235368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/teringat-puasa-masa-kat-sekolah.html' title='teringat puasa masa kat sekolah'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6153722699813455252</id><published>2007-09-17T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T06:26:54.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cirit birit di bulan ramadhan</title><content type='html'>dorang ni kan, nakmasak tuh berpada pada la.. dah la menjual di bulanpuasa, tak berkat tau. end up pembeli2 nih cirit birit satu hari. yesterday i cooked at hoome n bought murtabak n sayur. i think the kuah murtabak tuh basi tah2 nyer. teruk aa.. or maybe the murtabak. day before i bought acar timun, makan2 rasa mcm basi, n hati lembu tuh plak tak masak! teruk betol la! mmg makan duit haram aaa dorang2 ni semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good thing is, we get to masak bulan puasa ni. and try new recipe. since semua makanan kat luar tuh mendatangkan ciritbirit ok!! waa.. i love makan aa :). next weekend my sister n my brother's gonna be here. hopefully, and we're gonna make bubur lambuk, favorite di bulan puasa :D and sotong sumbat. waa ari tuh buat sotong sumbat besh! so bole buat lagi hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6153722699813455252?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6153722699813455252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6153722699813455252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6153722699813455252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6153722699813455252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/cirit-birit-di-bulan-ramadhan.html' title='cirit birit di bulan ramadhan'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-8618736539341848332</id><published>2007-09-15T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:39:33.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kesabaran teruji di bulan ramadhan</title><content type='html'>sesungguhnya di bulan Ramadhan ni mmg byk dugaan yang datang... namun begitu kita semua mesti bersabar dan bersabar dan terus bersabar.. supaya pahala puasa tak berkurangan. betol tak? contohnya, jangan nak mengamok2, jangan menyebut @#*&amp;amp;$%&amp;amp;~*^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things yang betul2 menguji kesabaran&lt;br /&gt;1. tengah drive ni. ade pulak manusia dok right lane tp drive slow gila!!! sabar.. sabar..&lt;br /&gt;2. alemakk jam gila la hari ni..&lt;br /&gt;3. pc kat ofis plak buat hal, ni stok nak print nih dah sejam tak print2 lagi, ape juta kali restart tak jln gak. client dah tunggu lama tuh!! ( campak je masuk lombong pc tuh)&lt;br /&gt;4. lalu kedai makan yg sgt bes nyer bau.. uuu sedap sedappppp&lt;br /&gt;5. tengok gambar makanan yg sgt menyelerakan mase surf tempat utk bukak puasa gathering. isk isk..&lt;br /&gt;6. ade org tuh nak masuk kanan kiri bawak kete bukan reti nak signal!&lt;br /&gt;7. tiba2 wujud plak bumper kat jln ni. lansung terus langgar bumper, gedegung!! bkn nak bagik sign nnt ade bumper. atau nanti nak buat bumper baru.&lt;br /&gt;8.  ( sape nak tambah list sila tambah sila sila.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okla, di samping tuh bulan puasa ni kita bole buat program mari mencuba resepi baru!! tp hari ni im not gonna try new recipe. but im gonna make nasi tomato with ayam masak kurma. sedap sedappp.. sat gi nak gi kedai beli daun ketumbar yg tak ada. tomorrow? fikir dulu. any suggestion?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-8618736539341848332?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/8618736539341848332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=8618736539341848332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bold;"&gt;sindrom mengantuk bulan ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru 2nd day of ramadhan dah dilanda wabak mengantuk sedunia. mengantuk gila hari ni.. sebbaik td keluar gak jln2 naik kereta pegi amik surat claim insurans. so jadinya kurang mengantuk. tido awal mlm td. tp mmg ni sindrom bln puasa la.. takleh nak wat apa dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ngantuk giler&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: terleelap kpl senget&lt;br /&gt;boo: aku dah tak ngantuk&lt;br /&gt;boo: boss aku ckp aku gi clubbing mlm td&lt;br /&gt;boo: aku tido awaltp ngantuk&lt;br /&gt;boo: tp aku dah kuar drive2 n dah ok&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ni ngantuk cam nk mampos ni&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: sejak pg&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: kol 7 smpi opis&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: tgh upload file&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bole terlelap&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: saiko x saiko&lt;br /&gt;boo: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;boo: tuha&lt;br /&gt;boo: mmg hari menganrtk sedunia a&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: semerang&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: ni minah sebelah aku ni&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: dier boleh pesan pd aku&lt;br /&gt;boo: tido l gker?&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: kalo boss lalu&lt;br /&gt;boo: kejutkan?&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: gegar dier&lt;br /&gt;boo: hahahhaaha&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: sbb dier mengantuk&lt;br /&gt;boo: tuh a&lt;br /&gt;boo: ggila ari mengantuk arini&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: gile ko&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: aku tgh call melbourne td&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: pon yg kepale atas meja&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: nk terlelap lelap&lt;br /&gt;boo: gila&lt;br /&gt;boo: tgh call pon bole terlelap ker&lt;br /&gt;boo: teruk betol&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: bukan kau yg ckp&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: keleg kau&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: *keleg aku&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: aku shadow ajer&lt;br /&gt;boo: takkan mcm tuh pon tetido&lt;br /&gt;boo: ahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;boo: ko tido lambat ker&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: dier pot pet pot pet&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: aku suppose kene jot down laa&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: kononnye&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: hampeh tulisan aku mcmharam&lt;br /&gt;bebiri: taakkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sindrom berbuka puasa sorang diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is due to, either housemate keje balik mmg sgt lambat, or ade plan berbuka dgn boipren, atau? atau kita takde nak cari kawan2 nak gi buka puasa, atau kita takde bf/gf ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sindrom gathering berbuka puasa. yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to 143 girls, jom la berbuka puasa ramai2 :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sindrom shopping mopping.. woowweeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4723528209616625647?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/4723528209616625647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-4321476120675975037</id><published>2007-09-13T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T12:59:15.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdate</title><content type='html'>2 nites ago i met someone, actually pasal keje, my boss introduced him to me. then, this person studied about all religions, few la kot, taoisme, muslim, christian, budhisme, hindu.. bende2 tuh aaa.. n zodiak jugak. when i told him my birthdate, he gave this long description. which is all true !! tp yg future prediction tuh pon harap2 true gak!! hahahaha.. ok my point is.. i think it's true, our personality  ni based on our birthdate. mcm tuhan dah tentukan those who's born on this date.. will become like this and nnt jadi mcm ni  blabla.. so org2 yg suka mengkaji2 birthdates n zodiak nih buat conclusion la from ppl' birthdates last nite he gave description based on hindu belief. i'm the number 8, i am the unwanted daughter of the sun. hahah kelakar plak. but apart from that, everything's ok. and i'm happy with what i am now, with what im doing and what i'm getting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, if u wanna learn about a person, study their zodiak, birthdate.. tak kesah la.. hindu ker omputeh ke islam ker.. tak banyak skit, ade betol nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni ade few links for ur reference&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/&lt;br /&gt;http://jyotisha.00it.com/bhava.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.geocities.com/azdriana10/personaliti.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/adrenmahmud/pagefour.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.angelfire.com/home/rahsiapandai/zodiak.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-4321476120675975037?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-6205592742842578513</id><published>2007-09-13T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T10:13:07.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hari raya wish list</title><content type='html'>here goes my hari raya wish list ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  nak duit raya!!&lt;br /&gt;2.  duit raya lagi banyak2!!&lt;br /&gt;3.  and duit raya lagi jugakkk&lt;br /&gt;4. new pendant&lt;br /&gt;5. new heels&lt;br /&gt;6. durian runtuh ( apekah ??!!) kot menang cabutan bertuah ke, loteri ke, ley shopping lebih skit&lt;br /&gt;7. to go balik kampung and balik kl safely&lt;br /&gt;8. no traffic jams mase balik raya&lt;br /&gt;9. to stay home during hari raya&lt;br /&gt;10. to meet all my frens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-6205592742842578513?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/6205592742842578513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=6205592742842578513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6205592742842578513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/6205592742842578513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-hari-raya-wish-list.html' title='my hari raya wish list'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-1343671000964628084</id><published>2007-09-13T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T10:06:27.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Al mubarak</title><content type='html'>ramadhan's here. so now all muslims kene start puasa for a month before raya raya. hari yang paling dinantikan sbb nnt boleh bergaya gaya dgn baju raya baru gituuuu.... hahaha my baju raya dah siap. satu dlm almari satu lgi belom amik. gilaa excited nak raya. tp still nak shopping raya gak nnt! sandal baru la for raya and few other things. amoih!!! over plak, mcm lah puasa penuh kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i notice bila ramadhan ni la salu we can get together with frens n family, bukak puasa saama2. it's not that kita tak jumpa diorang time tak puasa, tp bulan puasa ni dia mcm lagi bermakna... jumpa ramai2. kalau tak, masing2 busy dgn hal masing2. but when ramadhan comes, everybody seems to spare sometime for little frens and family gatherings. masa nih la kita merapatkan silaturrahim.. cewahh.. ckp mcm ustazah :)&lt;br /&gt;hari raya? no comment. dulu2 raya maybe excited la kan, but this year tatau lagi. too much questions no answer. tuh yg boring tuh nanti hehaheahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, mari kita berpuasa dan mengerjakan terawih. jgn buat maksiat tau.. bulan puasa nihhhss.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : happy breakfasting! (can't wait.. hungry oledi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-1343671000964628084?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/1343671000964628084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=1343671000964628084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1343671000964628084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/1343671000964628084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Al mubarak'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-2388338686471240348</id><published>2007-09-11T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:32:26.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i want now</title><content type='html'>what do i really want now? i can make a list ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  i want a good life!&lt;br /&gt;2. i want to be a a successful person&lt;br /&gt;3. i want an X5 (??) or 1 series BMW&lt;br /&gt;4. i want a big house facing the sea. a glass house so i can sleep under the stars and moon&lt;br /&gt;5. i want to enjoy my life with my frens and my sophie&lt;br /&gt;6. i want to have my own kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;7. i want to do everything that i wanna do&lt;br /&gt;8. i want to go to all parts of the world&lt;br /&gt;9. i want to botak ( do i?? done that before.. and since there's so much things that i really wanna do but i cannot do due to some circumstances, so i want to botak. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i don't need and don't want now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  i don't need a bf . love will distract me from achieving my goal.&lt;br /&gt;2. distractions! i hate distractions.. e.g phone calls or sms when i'm in the middle of something.&lt;br /&gt;3. i don't want ppl bugging me and give me troubles.&lt;br /&gt;4. i don't wanna meet someone who can sweep off my feet.  hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-2388338686471240348?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/2388338686471240348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=2388338686471240348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2388338686471240348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/2388338686471240348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-do-i-want-now.html' title='what do i want now'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4702390892665064918.post-7029289055423609796</id><published>2007-09-11T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:39:38.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first entry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm just so happy today, that i just feel like starting a new blog :) . ade keje nih, tp malas sekejap boleh? life is so great that i think it's coming my way now.. and i guess i'm back to what i used to be. i had an exam yesterday and i know i didn't study!! but luckily i passed the exam. and i smiled all the way home. or is it the supplement my mom gave me?? she said her fren gave the supplement to her granddaughter and her granddaughter, so far got 4 flat for every semester. am i really gonna get 4 flat with this supplement? hehe. fren said.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" ko jgn buat2 tappaham pulak, mak kau nak soh kau dpt 4 flat la tuh!&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; crazy lohh!! how am i gonna get 4 flat if my subjects are all subjectives bkn bende yg baca2 terus exam tuh. but it's not impossible kan? ekekeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nway, nana just gave me gamba kat janda baik. yes we went to janda baik for merdeka. had fun n took lotsa photos. but still dont have time to edit the photos, ill do it later. my birthday's coming!! it's in bulan puasa.. what to do.. but we can still celebrate it rite? keskes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;:: currently listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Save tonight - Eagle Eye Cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;thots :  fren just gave birth to a baby girl congratulations! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4702390892665064918-7029289055423609796?l=mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/feeds/7029289055423609796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4702390892665064918&amp;postID=7029289055423609796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7029289055423609796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4702390892665064918/posts/default/7029289055423609796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisvorchex.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-entry.html' title='first entry!'/><author><name>vorchex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577547899742408226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
