<?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-4644933551390572142</id><updated>2012-02-12T15:33:50.008-08:00</updated><category term='spideyy'/><category term='first'/><category term='.'/><title type='text'>Walkin' On Stars</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>801</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5522004807965257125</id><published>2012-02-12T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:05:44.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Calm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; text-align: left; "&gt;LOOK AT WHAT I MADE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;Lol was bored so I decided to find a Keep Calm and blablah generator. I shall print this bad boy and frame it up my college room. That and a million more things. Like the Union Jack and family and friends photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVeepJJzaW4/TzfqTnTH3XI/AAAAAAAACuo/a-RZ2zA1BUw/s1600/299797.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVeepJJzaW4/TzfqTnTH3XI/AAAAAAAACuo/a-RZ2zA1BUw/s400/299797.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708288675402997106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is me, bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MwaNIuUJXXU/TzfuJi7bhvI/AAAAAAAACvA/nm7ywJzD4JU/s1600/mebored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MwaNIuUJXXU/TzfuJi7bhvI/AAAAAAAACvA/nm7ywJzD4JU/s400/mebored.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708292900477699826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK gonna go and mandi now (yep, at 1 in the morning) because my hair hideously resembles that of Simba and his ancestors and I have a middle parting now which makes me look like a.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 minutes shower, here I come ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and to the people who still visits my blog from time to time, thank you ! Means quite a lot to know some people still layan blogspot. I miss the times when everyone used to blog. I'm still not giving up my blog because rasa sayang pulak kalau abandon it. I'd like to read everything back for later when I'm married or when I have kids (insyaAllah) and laugh at my teen self. But yeah, thanks and God bless ! See you in another post ! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5522004807965257125?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5522004807965257125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5522004807965257125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5522004807965257125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5522004807965257125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/02/keep-calm.html' title='Keep Calm'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVeepJJzaW4/TzfqTnTH3XI/AAAAAAAACuo/a-RZ2zA1BUw/s72-c/299797.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8605478429571578347</id><published>2012-02-11T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T08:41:05.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Madame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A54yHWBw6TA/TzaYEOmTGaI/AAAAAAAACuc/phE7FI8L_Sg/s1600/IMG-20120207-00303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A54yHWBw6TA/TzaYEOmTGaI/AAAAAAAACuc/phE7FI8L_Sg/s400/IMG-20120207-00303.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707916776144312738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fc5qfLUvPes/TzaC6T6FKoI/AAAAAAAACuQ/S1tRLGBtwNA/s1600/ferragamo%2Band%2Bskirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fc5qfLUvPes/TzaC6T6FKoI/AAAAAAAACuQ/S1tRLGBtwNA/s400/ferragamo%2Band%2Bskirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707893516026587778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this skirt ! Courtesy of Miss Selfridge. This was at KLGCC because my dad is obsessed with that place and their food so he persuaded all of us to have tea/early dinner there so we did. It was quite nice, I have to admit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in the chalet alone for the weekend (is everybody proud of me yet ?!?!). Did Math today. And sang to Mariah Carey. And ate keropok Marks &amp;amp; Spencer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAAAAAND it's raining ! Finally ! Hopefully it gets cooling later so I can sleep nicely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok going to go and attempt to read my history textbook now night people have a good day ahead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8605478429571578347?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8605478429571578347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8605478429571578347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8605478429571578347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8605478429571578347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/02/like-madame.html' title='Like a Madame'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A54yHWBw6TA/TzaYEOmTGaI/AAAAAAAACuc/phE7FI8L_Sg/s72-c/IMG-20120207-00303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-1445338572371197464</id><published>2012-02-06T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:55:26.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girlfriends should stop being so paranoid that their boyfriends are being unfaithful. Let the guy talk to a girl without being interrogated and questioned. Dahlah kawan lama. Girl, she was there before you got to be his girlfriend !!!!!! Gila.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boyfriends should stop being overprotective. You're a boyfriend, not a husband. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haters should stop hating because really, apa motif ? APA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A couple shouldn't shut themselves from the world. Being too absorbed and involved in a relationship sampai tak tahu nak buat apa without them memang nak mintak penampar. Go get yourselves some friends, please. Yes, girls and boys, you can still 'live' without them. And you can still go get yourself a LIFE !!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So it is quite true. Ex's can't be friends after a relationship ends. And it's also quite true that friends of that ex (who are also your friends) do pick on sides. And I'm not winning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my friends but I don't show it as often and as obvious but I do, regardless. It is entirely up to you to believe that or not. Do I feel left out ? Yeap. Is it your fault ? Nope, it's mine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And um, if you're trying to hide whatever you're going on there, you're failing.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I just typed that all out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm listening to my favourite malay songs lolol. Currently singing and mini-dancing to is Khayalan. Besttttt.&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/4644933551390572142-1445338572371197464?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/1445338572371197464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=1445338572371197464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1445338572371197464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1445338572371197464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-feel-that-girlfriends-should-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4796616227535949255</id><published>2012-02-05T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:00:01.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teppanyaki !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;"Nando, Nando, let's take a photo. We don't have one of us together!" says my mum to my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Staying true to good ol' Papa self, he changed his mind on where he wanted to take a photo until alas, he made a decision to take a photo near a painting. But, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0oYZqB-OShg/Ty7EJuc_35I/AAAAAAAACqg/bxKC_PgPxAA/s1600/P2053114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0oYZqB-OShg/Ty7EJuc_35I/AAAAAAAACqg/bxKC_PgPxAA/s400/P2053114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705713449292521362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight, we had a belated birthday dinner since my grandparents were in town and so was I. Gotta love holidays ! Stuffed myself with good food compensating on my non-solids diet throughout the week thanks to the viral fever I had. If you love teppanyaki, please for the love of God, go to Le Meridien and be blown. Ok maybe tu over, but it's true ! SO GOOD the prawns. I love the buffet spread there... and everywhere else lah basically I love. But this one's my favourite so yes, hip hip hooray ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunty Win gave us our birthday presents which were this cute crossword puzzle book along with a very generous angpau teehee. Birthday money is always Always ALWAYS welcome lol thank you Aunty Win Along Myra Amelia Zidan Naim :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_J7FgKhYDI/Ty7FVxk1dnI/AAAAAAAACqs/wQig8swZ77Y/s1600/P2053118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_J7FgKhYDI/Ty7FVxk1dnI/AAAAAAAACqs/wQig8swZ77Y/s400/P2053118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705714755800757874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The table behind us were so loud and was making a commotion about everything. Mleh. 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width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_0pAV41Nkw/Ty7HNbTuyaI/AAAAAAAACsU/E30GLtqAQfI/s1600/withgramps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_0pAV41Nkw/Ty7HNbTuyaI/AAAAAAAACsU/E30GLtqAQfI/s400/withgramps.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705716811407739298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TVUj71wzPI/Ty7HLok-_WI/AAAAAAAACsI/T205mqZrj-I/s1600/P2053154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TVUj71wzPI/Ty7HLok-_WI/AAAAAAAACsI/T205mqZrj-I/s400/P2053154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705716780610026850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNM3yb4quVI/Ty7HLVrh2LI/AAAAAAAACr8/uwSkA18w7Hs/s1600/P2053147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNM3yb4quVI/Ty7HLVrh2LI/AAAAAAAACr8/uwSkA18w7Hs/s400/P2053147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705716775537203378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4xxQ8v3g4M/Ty7LLqH0NbI/AAAAAAAACt4/HvGD7I763Ro/s1600/backgrounddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4xxQ8v3g4M/Ty7LLqH0NbI/AAAAAAAACt4/HvGD7I763Ro/s400/backgrounddd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705721179071067570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was thatttttt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier in the day, however, made my way to Diyana's place and we got to KMB in an hour. Missed the first KY game but managed to get on time for the second one. They lost that one so we went back after that, but only after the boys ate their nasi arab and puding thanks to Diyana ! Najihah wasn't there -______- the one time I was at her college was the one time she wasn't there. Hohum :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXqxVXDdpcQ/Ty7JGMEtrgI/AAAAAAAACtY/22e6TF6T_dk/s1600/IMG-20120205-00293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXqxVXDdpcQ/Ty7JGMEtrgI/AAAAAAAACtY/22e6TF6T_dk/s400/IMG-20120205-00293.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705718886082391554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5iUjxpxv9U8/Ty7JFyI5XtI/AAAAAAAACtI/CfAS2vx4nAc/s1600/IMG-20120205-00292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5iUjxpxv9U8/Ty7JFyI5XtI/AAAAAAAACtI/CfAS2vx4nAc/s400/IMG-20120205-00292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705718879120613074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LZq7T8I0U-w/Ty7JEv5_xuI/AAAAAAAACtA/QqSlAH3BQFs/s1600/431217_248265708584447_100002030588650_566807_474212606_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LZq7T8I0U-w/Ty7JEv5_xuI/AAAAAAAACtA/QqSlAH3BQFs/s400/431217_248265708584447_100002030588650_566807_474212606_n.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705718861341378274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Lf4SUMT1og/Ty7JEcFHVFI/AAAAAAAACsw/ipxQhUndTlI/s1600/428780_248265051917846_100002030588650_566802_1735204061_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Lf4SUMT1og/Ty7JEcFHVFI/AAAAAAAACsw/ipxQhUndTlI/s400/428780_248265051917846_100002030588650_566802_1735204061_n.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705718856019301458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yVDNgrYuSE/Ty7KMhgPmJI/AAAAAAAACtg/_cJzpxOccss/s1600/large.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yVDNgrYuSE/Ty7KMhgPmJI/AAAAAAAACtg/_cJzpxOccss/s400/large.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705720094425847954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  (this photo is Diyana's because my Blackberry is lame liddat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok i'm getting mengantuk and tomorrow I gots to goes and gets my manicures onnn ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T STUDY IN THIS HOUSE NUUUUU :((((( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and hi Kanda I know you're reading now lol k bye night x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-4796616227535949255?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4796616227535949255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4796616227535949255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4796616227535949255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4796616227535949255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/02/teppanyaki.html' title='Teppanyaki !'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0oYZqB-OShg/Ty7EJuc_35I/AAAAAAAACqg/bxKC_PgPxAA/s72-c/P2053114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8265212680116330627</id><published>2012-01-28T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:47:32.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do ALL the homework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rey_Hi9Un4/TyRB0yn_2eI/AAAAAAAACoc/o64vZJFwQwI/s1600/IMG-20120128-00277.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rey_Hi9Un4/TyRB0yn_2eI/AAAAAAAACoc/o64vZJFwQwI/s400/IMG-20120128-00277.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702755403356428770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDD9KEnk9c4/TyRB0TJQKJI/AAAAAAAACoQ/KAMtbgM7d9M/s1600/IMG-20120128-00276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDD9KEnk9c4/TyRB0TJQKJI/AAAAAAAACoQ/KAMtbgM7d9M/s400/IMG-20120128-00276.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702755394905974930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTFUhcwF9_M/TyRBz5u3IcI/AAAAAAAACoE/Z1nTkRrh1_k/s1600/IMG-20120128-00275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTFUhcwF9_M/TyRBz5u3IcI/AAAAAAAACoE/Z1nTkRrh1_k/s400/IMG-20120128-00275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702755388084396482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzBV-ZkE1-o/TyRBzpPcwlI/AAAAAAAACn4/_hsvSIgUkm8/s1600/IMG-20120128-00273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzBV-ZkE1-o/TyRBzpPcwlI/AAAAAAAACn4/_hsvSIgUkm8/s400/IMG-20120128-00273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702755383657677394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister drew this. What an obsessed 9gag fan. But I gotsta admit, they're quite good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did little math this evening before leaving for a trip to KL because Dad had to go on site to go ambik gambar for I have no idea what. So dropped by Kinokuniya and got my books. Dad called me before paying for his book &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So Nadia, my book is 193 ringgit. Cukup kan?" in which I replied &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Paaaaa, I want my 200 bucks voucher" and he laughed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a book on Lincoln's essays and another two on Economics. Wanted to buy a Haruki Murakami novel but figured with exams coming up, I'm very VERY unlikely to absorb myself into a book anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND GUESS WHO I BUMPED INTO !?! She greeted me by tickling the back of my neck. Cuba kalau silap orang, kau nak reply apa Najihah ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNf2vrUDgy4/TyRDZUfVFnI/AAAAAAAACoo/bwA5lyULbjg/s1600/Picture%2B3.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNf2vrUDgy4/TyRDZUfVFnI/AAAAAAAACoo/bwA5lyULbjg/s400/Picture%2B3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702757130433795698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was hungry for cakes so we got our butts into Ben's and devoured in chocolate cake and some apa crumble tah Najihah ordered. YUM. Mum called and I had to go :( Said our goodbyes and I left for home (asal emosi jak sentence aku ni). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home only to leave about an hour later for Asia Cafe dekat Kota Damansara to 'watch' the game with Hatim, Olan, Farhan, Diyana, and Faiq (Farhan's brother who is the ultimate cutie pie). Dania and Kanda came later on. Of course I didn't watch the game due to my zilch knowledge in football so I chatted with Diyana and had my satay fix. YUM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a nice time laughing and playing the stupid games like how we would in KY -____- but all in all, twas a fun night. Diyana left before 12 and we just lingered around and headed upstairs because the boys wanted to play pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAIQ IS THE CUTEST THING ALIIIIIIVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok dah bye night I'm feeling a bit nauseous from all the smoke and shisha up my face gah k see ya soon college todaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh chop. Speaking of college;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I've been (very) absent from my high school friends ever since college started last July and I have no one to blame but myself. I feel bad for having to decline every invite that comes my way but they're all to good and legit reasons, believe me so !!!! I sound like a broken record when I say I won't make it due to this and to that but it's all truth. I'm quite sorry for being pretty distant. College has kept me occupied and it doesn't help either when our holidays don't clash with one another :( So to Sarah, Suraya, Dina, Ila and Hafeez and everyone else, I'm sorry :( I'll make it up to you one fine day or many many many days in the future. But this semester is gonna be a hectic one since AS is in a couple of months so if any of you read this, I hope you understand that there's a solid and sound reason to all the 'Sorry babies!' or 'I want to but I can't' :( Please don't take it that I've been too busy with my KY friends, sumpah tak. They too don't see me outside of college. You lot will still be my best of friends even if I don't really show it as of now. I still love each and everyone of you and I sincerely hope you don't take it the wrong way when I don't go for outings. You have no idea just how much it means to me that you still make an effort to invite me :") I still love you girls very much so, the 6 ftw !!!!!!! Heh heh :") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K just had to go and blog that out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8265212680116330627?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8265212680116330627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8265212680116330627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8265212680116330627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8265212680116330627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-all-homework.html' title='Do ALL the homework!'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rey_Hi9Un4/TyRB0yn_2eI/AAAAAAAACoc/o64vZJFwQwI/s72-c/IMG-20120128-00277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2096201530736522151</id><published>2012-01-27T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:59:15.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 am rants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SC42QLMmvlA/TyLz9sAjFEI/AAAAAAAACns/InFJIKNy0P4/s1600/Picture%2B6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SC42QLMmvlA/TyLz9sAjFEI/AAAAAAAACns/InFJIKNy0P4/s400/Picture%2B6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702388319315498050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 2:30 in the morning. I should seriously stop taking 'naps' in the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was gila bapak unproductive. Sometimes I feel guilty, sometimes I shrug it off. Sometimes I run ~ Sometimes I hide ~ (kalau pandai, tu lagu apa?) (kalau tahu, kantoi fangirl/boy) (kalau tak, rugi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got back from Ayesha's and it was a successful movie night ! Only after downing 4 plates of pulut kuning Ayesha's mum did. Arigato ! I don't know why but I tend to speak in a Japanese accent after saying Ayesha's name. Why I say it's successful is because usually we 'plan' to watch a movie and we end up talking to each other and nothing is watched. We watched The Ring 2. I think I can conclude that I sometimes scream at certain scenes for nothing. Dahlah cerita Jepun. Whadehell man. Never watch a Japanese movie alone, too scarring for ya. Unless you think you're a gangster in which I don't think you are because you're reading a 19 year old girl's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My current predicament is that I can't find anyone who's able to send me to KLCC tomorrow..... because I needsta get my Kinokuniya fix before I leave for KY on Sunday. WHY CAN'T I DRIVE. Well, technically I can but I don't because parents have been quite wary and uncertain that I'm able to conduct myself on the road well. A blog written at 3 am in the morning comes with it's occasional ranting so bare wifffff me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousins (Azir, Azryn, Azad and Azran) lost their grandmother on Friday and so I really appreciate it you can sedekah Al-Fatihah to arwah Tok Wan. May she rest in peace and pray that Allah will bring her to rest and may her soul achieve elevation and highest position in Jannah insyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot imagine the loss of my grandparents :"( Always praying for them and for my family to live a long and happy and healthy life. God bless them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great day ahead and God bless ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nanight :) x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2096201530736522151?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2096201530736522151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2096201530736522151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2096201530736522151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2096201530736522151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/3-am-rants.html' title='3 am rants'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SC42QLMmvlA/TyLz9sAjFEI/AAAAAAAACns/InFJIKNy0P4/s72-c/Picture%2B6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7037555969869986537</id><published>2012-01-24T22:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:27:19.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalang Cari Makang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FewG0bhVWww/Tx-u0qMuXiI/AAAAAAAACnU/FMjZGDXnBTA/s1600/pinterest.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FewG0bhVWww/Tx-u0qMuXiI/AAAAAAAACnU/FMjZGDXnBTA/s400/pinterest.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701467872978427426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this (blogging) is not what I'm supposed to do but I can't help myself. It's either this or I doze off from reading Economics. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let me fill you in on my week (it's already Wednesday and Sunday is going-back-to-KY day);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday was shopping day with Mama. Dad went off golfing and my sister went out with her mates so it was just me and Mum. First stop; Pavilion ! Lunched at La Bodega, my crazy favourite. Had the usual tapas' and like 5 baskets of bread. So good but so guilty of so much carbs and fat. Not that I care because they're too good to not be indulged. Went shopping later. Topshop had finally stocked up on new things which was good 'cause I had my birthday voucher still intact and waiting to be used. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skipped on Sephora because I didn't really need anything. And me going in there would only lead to unnecessary spending. And Mum won't be too happy 'cause I already had spent a bomb in Topshop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went into Typo and got some stuffs. Main reason in entering said shop was to buy Iman's pencilbox. My itchy hands just had to get the best of me and I got really really unnecessary notebooks. One reminded me of a Prada dress which is why I got it. Cure me from this obsession, kind sir ! (&amp;lt;- wha-?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had time to spare so we decided to go to Gardens. Had my pavlova fix and I was already very full from my Mexican lunch. But of course, since we were around Bangsar, we just had to plan a nasi daun pisang dinner. HAD TO.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum decided to walk around and laze in Alexis while I went shopping in Megamall. Besides being infested by people (what else is new with Megamall lah serious), Megamall had a lot in store for me. Managed to get somethings from Zara and Topshop (again). But in my defense, Topshop had 2 skirts that were 50 off and so I had to get it. Why is this relevant to anyone and anything I shall stop talking nao&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Nirwana and again stuffed myself with nasi. So good but alas so mengenyangkan, alhamdulillah ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally made our way home and I was draineddddd. Mainly 'cause I had eaten so much throughout the day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should really start taking random photos with my Pen and post it up here. This blog lacks personality sometimes, I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7037555969869986537?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7037555969869986537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7037555969869986537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7037555969869986537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7037555969869986537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/jalang-cari-makang.html' title='Jalang Cari Makang'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FewG0bhVWww/Tx-u0qMuXiI/AAAAAAAACnU/FMjZGDXnBTA/s72-c/pinterest.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8972613245576884102</id><published>2012-01-23T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:22:17.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90s-VWZg5QA/Tx2IljNToZI/AAAAAAAAClY/MkYq4tNn5JY/s1600/333464889.jpeg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90s-VWZg5QA/Tx2IljNToZI/AAAAAAAAClY/MkYq4tNn5JY/s400/333464889.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700862882008506770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQmFleDBe5M/Tx2MzmTKXSI/AAAAAAAAClw/9vLlYj1gG2Q/s1600/image-5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQmFleDBe5M/Tx2MzmTKXSI/AAAAAAAAClw/9vLlYj1gG2Q/s400/image-5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700867521403051298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_7M1YMgOdQs/Tx2MzYA_6CI/AAAAAAAAClk/V2cTiY6RiX8/s1600/002.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_7M1YMgOdQs/Tx2MzYA_6CI/AAAAAAAAClk/V2cTiY6RiX8/s400/002.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700867517568772130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXooOuw30ME/Tx2Ih3RVLbI/AAAAAAAAClI/vJsFye0ReM8/s1600/IMG-20111030-00258-0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXooOuw30ME/Tx2Ih3RVLbI/AAAAAAAAClI/vJsFye0ReM8/s400/IMG-20111030-00258-0.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700862818674617778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2n_UmHK7jU/Tx2Ihk94pgI/AAAAAAAAClA/lnxcULLPAGw/s1600/image-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2n_UmHK7jU/Tx2Ihk94pgI/AAAAAAAAClA/lnxcULLPAGw/s400/image-4.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700862813761218050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMYnBbR8eg4/Tx-tmHg9KoI/AAAAAAAACnE/KTIgRFENbfE/s1600/IMG-20120125-00194.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMYnBbR8eg4/Tx-tmHg9KoI/AAAAAAAACnE/KTIgRFENbfE/s400/IMG-20120125-00194.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701466523638246018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTndOUBb5FU/Tx-tl4rBWpI/AAAAAAAACm8/QEzgrRHlycI/s1600/001.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTndOUBb5FU/Tx-tl4rBWpI/AAAAAAAACm8/QEzgrRHlycI/s400/001.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701466519653931666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYVi570FlLQ/Tx2ITdquhTI/AAAAAAAACk0/mMjOF9HXaSI/s1600/IMG-20120123-02533.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYVi570FlLQ/Tx2ITdquhTI/AAAAAAAACk0/mMjOF9HXaSI/s400/IMG-20120123-02533.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700862571283645746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5t3YfzKBZRA/Tx2ITLbzBWI/AAAAAAAACko/LPNXZjiRxZ4/s1600/IMG-20120123-00558.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5t3YfzKBZRA/Tx2ITLbzBWI/AAAAAAAACko/LPNXZjiRxZ4/s400/IMG-20120123-00558.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700862566389187938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKbnzIIYLGw/Tx7AdIeIbnI/AAAAAAAACmw/YO4hXf7uFm0/s1600/amir93__3_.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKbnzIIYLGw/Tx7AdIeIbnI/AAAAAAAACmw/YO4hXf7uFm0/s400/amir93__3_.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701205785020231282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcl4T0OI5lE/Tx2IS0imZmI/AAAAAAAACkc/6cUydez5reA/s1600/image.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcl4T0OI5lE/Tx2IS0imZmI/AAAAAAAACkc/6cUydez5reA/s400/image.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700862560243705442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtqTPapePGQ/Tx2Hs6Jv9iI/AAAAAAAACkQ/RBoX1eIzokA/s1600/image-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtqTPapePGQ/Tx2Hs6Jv9iI/AAAAAAAACkQ/RBoX1eIzokA/s400/image-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700861908915058210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-TPzHSzYkk/Tx2Hsf4KlFI/AAAAAAAACkE/xurBFoH47xE/s1600/image-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-TPzHSzYkk/Tx2Hsf4KlFI/AAAAAAAACkE/xurBFoH47xE/s400/image-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700861901861983314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3YhN02rzp4/Tx2Hr-nOKAI/AAAAAAAACj0/LUsLlRwDskk/s1600/image-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3YhN02rzp4/Tx2Hr-nOKAI/AAAAAAAACj0/LUsLlRwDskk/s400/image-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700861892932544514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2pQWcCDZgxs/Tx2HrjbGMzI/AAAAAAAACjo/FVVC8vJh73w/s1600/fghj.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2pQWcCDZgxs/Tx2HrjbGMzI/AAAAAAAACjo/FVVC8vJh73w/s400/fghj.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700861885633934130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwV3t4A484Q/Tx2HrtW_3XI/AAAAAAAACjg/iUbhpn7iD98/s1600/11f3b14645d011e180c9123138016265_7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwV3t4A484Q/Tx2HrtW_3XI/AAAAAAAACjg/iUbhpn7iD98/s400/11f3b14645d011e180c9123138016265_7.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700861888301096306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I know it's on my Facebook and Twitter but I can't help it ! I'm unsure of the person who thought of this but today, someone suggested that the KYUEM-ians should put up a photo of them as a kid as their profile photo on Twitter and hashtag it as 'kydpchallenge'.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERYONE'S SO CUTE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... we've grown so fast what is this sorcery. I miss being a kid in a carefree world where we could pretty much do anything without giving 2 hoots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 years went by so swiftly. WAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8972613245576884102?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8972613245576884102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8972613245576884102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8972613245576884102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8972613245576884102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90s-VWZg5QA/Tx2IljNToZI/AAAAAAAAClY/MkYq4tNn5JY/s72-c/333464889.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-9202636302449949401</id><published>2012-01-20T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:02:37.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th on the 19th !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsNxgzMS26g/TxpDkuFr8zI/AAAAAAAACjU/Zi-i_U191Iw/s1600/P1180191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsNxgzMS26g/TxpDkuFr8zI/AAAAAAAACjU/Zi-i_U191Iw/s400/P1180191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699942576517018418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ffZ3K0Gkwo/TxpDkYtFctI/AAAAAAAACjI/6Kzt6bfRpfc/s1600/P1180193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ffZ3K0Gkwo/TxpDkYtFctI/AAAAAAAACjI/6Kzt6bfRpfc/s400/P1180193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699942570776687314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiLubzG-ChM/TxpDaE1OZOI/AAAAAAAACi8/V6t2eqrU32w/s1600/P1180196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiLubzG-ChM/TxpDaE1OZOI/AAAAAAAACi8/V6t2eqrU32w/s400/P1180196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699942393643427042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y7eYjrYxudI/TxpDXwhuI8I/AAAAAAAACiM/vac3mCULy2k/s1600/P1190206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue8wAP8uRB0/TxpCeML1ByI/AAAAAAAACg4/CaSlB9WKGU4/s400/P1190234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699941364825130786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKWyd9JtBmg/TxpCcvUecZI/AAAAAAAACgs/cdSKExXyrUk/s1600/P1190231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKWyd9JtBmg/TxpCcvUecZI/AAAAAAAACgs/cdSKExXyrUk/s400/P1190231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699941339896902034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xsbo3ylQ1Ws/TxpCb6jdovI/AAAAAAAACgg/1bceal3H0gA/s1600/P1190238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xsbo3ylQ1Ws/TxpCb6jdovI/AAAAAAAACgg/1bceal3H0gA/s400/P1190238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699941325732684530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w6EMp40FfVw/TxpCbRcMyGI/AAAAAAAACgU/fTKOPpmi7pE/s1600/P1190239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w6EMp40FfVw/TxpCbRcMyGI/AAAAAAAACgU/fTKOPpmi7pE/s400/P1190239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699941314696366178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLUAZY_rIQg/TxpCbGYLRmI/AAAAAAAACgI/IpRA8jdlaAQ/s1600/P1190240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLUAZY_rIQg/TxpCbGYLRmI/AAAAAAAACgI/IpRA8jdlaAQ/s400/P1190240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699941311726700130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'M HOME ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been 2 weeks since college started and I stayed over for the weekend and now I'm glad to be home !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I had a pretty amazing time in college because my birthday was last Thursday and omggg :"""") Let's try to see if I remember everything as it was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at Marissa's on the eve of my birthday just to lepak with her. And we got back to my chalet a little past 12 because she 'needed to see my Econs answers' and well, in a matter of seconds, I was 'captured' and tied to the pole and on the count of 3, I got buckets of water thrown at me and then the bananas came. Thanks ah doh Marissa, letakkan bananas up my top and Najihah for spreading it all over my face. Nasib baik banana.... I hope there wasn't any tuna because that would suck. And then Mun and Amal sang Love On Top because them being them knew that that was my favourite song of ALL TIME and they sang it, wrong lyrics and all ! Sooooooooooooo touched !!!!!!!! I LOVE MY FRIENDS !!!!! (Love On Top is playing now on my iTunes hoho)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't manage to hug anyone though after that except for Kaveetha because they all made a run for it. Took a bathe and lathered myself with soap about 5 times so that it'll neutralise the banana smell. Why am I going on with bananas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day (my real birthday) was just splendid ! Everyone was so nice to wish me along the hallways and they sang to me in the cafe and in the dining hall :"""""") KYUEM twitter wished me too ! LOL don't know why but that was quite exciting. So many people wished me, let it be on BBM, texting, by phone, by Facebook, by Twitter or face to face, I'm very very thankful and I appreciate each and every one of 'em. Thank you so much, people !!!! You know how to make a birthday girl feel happy and special !!!!! I was just a jolly ol' happy girl and I was about to get happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was in the chalet doing my business and Kaveetha knocked on my door and told me to open because I have this habit of locking my door (mainly because I enjoy scaring Kaveetha and am quite afraid she'll retaliate lol) so I did and my Mama comes in with a box of doughnuts and my birthday presenttt and Tania with helium ballooooooooons !!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was so happy and was on the verge of crying because I had just BBM-ed Tania asking 'Why has no one called me to wish me yet :(' BESSSTTTTTTTT GILAKKKKKKKK hehehe they didn't stay for long because they had to fetch my sister from school so they left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the Miu Miu wallet I wanted !!!!!!!!!!!! It's a seafoam colour and it's just perfect, I love it !!!!!! Heh heh heh :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when it was time for dinner, Diyana was like 'Marissa ajak pergi cafe k tonight' in which I was quite reluctant to go because I had intended to go the dining hall instead. Kaveetha had already left for the DH because she's on a 'diet' -.- Waited for Marissa to come and they were stalling me by being in Diyana's room and pretending to help Diyana blow dry her hair or whatever it was. And I was in my room, going 'Let's go girlssssss, it's already 8 o'clock!!!' and they continued delaying talking about trivial things like a book and a movie. Ultimately, desperate times called for desperate measures and Marissa declared and shrieked in horror that she got her period -____________- so that was 5 minutes in the toilet, thanks ah marissa. Hahahahahah luv you girls ! And when they were finally ready, I noticed that they were wearing pink and I was like, "Eh coincidence gila pakai pink, because it's my birthday isn't it?' haha and they laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En route to cafe, I insisted on going to the dining hall because I wanted to give the doughnuts Mum brought over to the boys. Peaked in and nobody was there ! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still had no clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plopped my bag on to the chair and I saw half the cafe dim and I also saw my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They sang me a Happy Birthday and throughout the song, my heart was just beating furiously due to the excitedness and due to the surprise. What was probably a big surprise was when Farhan and Olan and the boys and whoever I totally lupa dah, brought out a cake and it was the prettiest little thing !!!!! Recognized Cecilia's cake so I immediately knew it was all my mum's doing and I was just laughing and smiling and I was just amazed as to see my friends all there !!!!!! I immediately looked over to Diyana and Marissa who were smiling coyly. LOL !!!! Put 2 and 2 together and realised they were stalling me all along. I LOVE THEMMMMM !!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still the happiest girl alive !!!!!11111!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the surprise was that my mum and sister came to visit me but when they did all that, I was truly at loss for words. Just so touched, there was nothing like it !!!! AHHH :"""""") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved that there was food and cake and a birthday present and all that but my favourite favourite favourite part was that the friends there who sang and hugged and shared off my joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Kaveetha, Diyana and Marissa and everyone who made my 19th birthday in college the best one yet, thank you so much and I love you like none other. You people are a treasure and I can't wait to spend my whole freakin' lifetime with you lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu and I love everybody !!!!!! This happiness and this joy in me is going to take a long time to get rid of so don't bother raining on my parade !!!!!!!!!!! :********* Hugs and birthday kisses from me to everyone who treated me like a princess (so cliche but so true lol k)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you muah muah muah xoxoxoxox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-9202636302449949401?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/9202636302449949401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=9202636302449949401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9202636302449949401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9202636302449949401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/19th-on-19th.html' title='19th on the 19th !'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsNxgzMS26g/TxpDkuFr8zI/AAAAAAAACjU/Zi-i_U191Iw/s72-c/P1180191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7614999882188311048</id><published>2012-01-15T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T08:47:50.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A KY Weekend*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcx4nCnQLCs/TxMAqvvNepI/AAAAAAAACf8/Fvm5QGJ7k1Q/s1600/Photo%2B1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcx4nCnQLCs/TxMAqvvNepI/AAAAAAAACf8/Fvm5QGJ7k1Q/s400/Photo%2B1212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697898687922797202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my first weekend in KY for the year and it was pretty fun. Spent my lunches and dinners with the boys who were very very nice to accompany me knowing Kaveetha and Diyana had left for home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished on my Republican Party Platform speech for History and so I thought I'd blog for a while before succumbing to sleep. And also because I wanna listen to a couple of songs first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the picture depicts, I got my KY varsity jacket !!!!! And it's so flippin' cool. I love it. Thanks Sapphire thanks Alysha thanks Marissa thanks everibadi hihi. Planning to wear it on Wednesday so that we'll wear it with the boys who'll receive it on Tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a pretty great first week here in KY. I have loads to tell my Mum so in that sense, I can't wait to go back home for a week's holiday in conjunction of the Chinese New Year (bless Malaysia for their abundant public holidays). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SONIA'S BACK !!!!!!!!!!!!!! We got news last week that she won't be coming back to college and I swear to you I was probably the saddest in college when I got told the news ! And so Sheema, today, told us to go to Karishma's chalet because she wanted to give us something little did we know it was Sonia !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just jumped at her and hugged her and even cried a bit because I was genuinely really happy to see she has come back and (hopefully) will remain here for the remainder year and a half. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. I'm happy now because Sonu's back and it's back to the same ol' "NADIA YOU ARE SUCH A DIVA !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends do funny things to ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7614999882188311048?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7614999882188311048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7614999882188311048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7614999882188311048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7614999882188311048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/ky-weekend.html' title='A KY Weekend*'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcx4nCnQLCs/TxMAqvvNepI/AAAAAAAACf8/Fvm5QGJ7k1Q/s72-c/Photo%2B1212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5969688015017434669</id><published>2012-01-14T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:36:56.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saroh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSGJQqUh_Yk/TxGnm42KeqI/AAAAAAAACfw/lxnfkq7nYvg/s1600/DSC_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSGJQqUh_Yk/TxGnm42KeqI/AAAAAAAACfw/lxnfkq7nYvg/s400/DSC_0265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697519290136820386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH IMANNNNNNN !!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;19 cheers to the most pink and the bubbliest and the most lively girl I know, Sarah ! Thank you for the laughs and the influence (sebab you I laugh loudly with my friends now hahahah). Aku ingat lagi doh Harry Potter ngan Ronaldo hahahahahaha. Miss you my baby girl !!!!! Sorry for being absent this past year :( I still love you endlessly. Sayang kau lah rindu nak mampus zaman Motorola pink and our Paris Hilton oral test hahahahahahahahaha lawak siaaaal. K love you and happy birthdayyyyyy :") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so it's a Saturday night and I'm spending my weekend here in college. It's been pretty good. Spent the night with the boys, had dinner with them and later to the café where the whole table lot played games and I was laughing to the core because Fain looked confused most of the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I conclude that weekends here isn't as bad as I had thought it'd be. And I'm currently being bombarded on my Twitter timeline with #KYpickupline &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HILARIOUS lah. You can go search it on Twitter if you want and be highly entertained but my personal favourite(s) are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you think doing Further Maths is hard, try looking at you and not having you." - &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#!/ariffOLAN"&gt;@ariffOLAN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'll be the paan to your diyana, the adam to your miera, the izmal to your zati, the pana to your hakim." - &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#!/ahmadhatim"&gt;@ahmadhatim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brilliant lah. Hahahahaha ok Imma catch some shut eye and listen to Beyoncé and try to endure my hunger pangs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to a great January ahead ! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5969688015017434669?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5969688015017434669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5969688015017434669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5969688015017434669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5969688015017434669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/saroh.html' title='Saroh'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSGJQqUh_Yk/TxGnm42KeqI/AAAAAAAACfw/lxnfkq7nYvg/s72-c/DSC_0265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8467364503450385733</id><published>2012-01-08T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:07:54.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To College We Go!</title><content type='html'>Going back to college.. today basically since it just turned Monday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm both happy and sad that college is starting and this time, more grueling and strenuous because AS is in May (eek! eep! yikes!itsamal) (haha) and yeah. But I can't wait to see my friendssssssssss, I've missed them quite tremendously, especially the ones I haven't seen ever since college ended last November. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to miss home though even though I'll be back the following weekend for the Chinese New Year holidays. But still ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S : I'm on a One Direction craze right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8467364503450385733?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8467364503450385733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8467364503450385733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8467364503450385733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8467364503450385733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-college-we-go.html' title='Back To College We Go!'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-1377411929148069719</id><published>2012-01-01T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T09:20:28.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh3NFTaooq0/TwA9dAEEaLI/AAAAAAAACfg/pxaOqsmpIcU/s1600/PC312688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh3NFTaooq0/TwA9dAEEaLI/AAAAAAAACfg/pxaOqsmpIcU/s400/PC312688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692617497438873778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOHpelMkbiU/TwA9c71nFNI/AAAAAAAACfU/5Y39s7BV5uU/s1600/PC312656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOHpelMkbiU/TwA9c71nFNI/AAAAAAAACfU/5Y39s7BV5uU/s400/PC312656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692617496304489682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kG0yxD6OoJw/TwA9bZlDJVI/AAAAAAAACfI/oRQtSpDUG0s/s1600/PC312686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kG0yxD6OoJw/TwA9bZlDJVI/AAAAAAAACfI/oRQtSpDUG0s/s400/PC312686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692617469928351058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJzBjU2W6WI/TwA9accHfLI/AAAAAAAACfA/7x3q5a25jZM/s1600/PC312637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJzBjU2W6WI/TwA9accHfLI/AAAAAAAACfA/7x3q5a25jZM/s400/PC312637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692617453516324018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tY4Ay81grmY/TwA9aMaXYYI/AAAAAAAACew/-H5L8NQQkT8/s1600/P1012761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tY4Ay81grmY/TwA9aMaXYYI/AAAAAAAACew/-H5L8NQQkT8/s400/P1012761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692617449214009730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone ! I genuinely hope and wish for the very best for everyone and may good and only good things to come our way. AS is this May/June and my New Year's wish is to do well and let the whole study mojo flow all through my 2 year stay in KY and get a place in a university and just in general, do well. I don't want the money my parents are putting in for me to go to waste.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my mother, thank you very much for everything. I had a lot of time between my SPM school days til when I got into college and most of the days were spent with you, going out for tea time and all that jazz. And thank you very much most of all for being my best friend. And also, for listening to me all the while and suggesting KY to Papa that lead me into the college. More than ever, I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Papa for being the best and spending a lot on us. Thank you for working very hard this past year for us. So glad and proud for everything you've achieved. You and Mama are my sole and only motivation in doing well in my studies. I only wanted to go to KY because it was a gateway to further my studies in the UK like how both of you did and I just only want to follow in your footsteps and be where you two are now. Thank you a lot also for KY. Hehe love you Popsicles ! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to the friends I've gained in KY, can I just say how much I love you and thank you for the best time in KY even if it has only been 6 months in. I cannot wait for everything in the future with you lot and I'm looking forward to it. Thank you for all the late night talks in my chalets and for being the best bunch of people I can find around. So grateful to have mates like them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My high school friends, just because high school has ended for good, doesn't mean our friendship will. Every gathering with you lot is just filled with warmth and familiarity and just like ol' times I've missed and so badly want back. High school wouldn't be half as fun without everyone. And for that, my thanks to you for being the best people ever. 5 ALPHA I LOVE YOUUUU LIKE CRAZY !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K my appreciation post ends here. Hope everyone had a great New Years, let it be at home or out and about. 2012 won't promise us a smooth ride but we sure can make it an interesting and memorable one. Cheers to us ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-1377411929148069719?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/1377411929148069719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=1377411929148069719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1377411929148069719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1377411929148069719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012 !!'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh3NFTaooq0/TwA9dAEEaLI/AAAAAAAACfg/pxaOqsmpIcU/s72-c/PC312688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8157979167312156269</id><published>2011-12-29T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T09:13:07.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of pink pants and tasseled shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qafYw4kT_j8/TvyfW86ouqI/AAAAAAAACek/CnZRh1C5tz0/s1600/PC292605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qafYw4kT_j8/TvyfW86ouqI/AAAAAAAACek/CnZRh1C5tz0/s400/PC292605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691599245747468962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I haz a new Prada for my 19th ? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8157979167312156269?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8157979167312156269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8157979167312156269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8157979167312156269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8157979167312156269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-pink-pants-and-tasseled-shoes.html' title='of pink pants and tasseled shoes'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qafYw4kT_j8/TvyfW86ouqI/AAAAAAAACek/CnZRh1C5tz0/s72-c/PC292605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7399275223778773377</id><published>2011-12-27T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T20:48:00.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolution for '12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLyYH9HZpSc/Tvqfcc9dGcI/AAAAAAAACeY/ei3LbdFkHro/s1600/tumblr_lwcqusuda11qbpwzeo1_400.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLyYH9HZpSc/Tvqfcc9dGcI/AAAAAAAACeY/ei3LbdFkHro/s400/tumblr_lwcqusuda11qbpwzeo1_400.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691036390295148994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're closing on to the new year and so I decided to make a list of things I'd like to accomplish before I have to do a new one for 2013.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go the extra mile in my studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyday I'm studyin'" for at least an hour. Also, the 'extra mile' = RC after acad hours (this is quite the challenge gah!) every other day, Maths with Iman, History with Q, Eng Lit with Diyana and Economics with... well, Q again. Have the habit to go up to my teachers and ask questions personally after or during classes. Send in extra essays (what sucks in having 3 subjects centering around long draggy essays!!!!) and ask ways to be improved. Do I sound like a motivation book yet ? WELL I'M NOT DONE. AS is in May and before we go on any holiday, I want to be able to go knowing I did my very very very best in the examination hall. Going to kick ass in Math. Even if it's the last thing I freaking do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be a lot more friendlier. Being studious for the next 6 months doesn't mean I have to be a hermit in college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Reply my mentions on Twitter because it's trés rude to have someone mentioning you and you completely ignore or feel too lazy to reply. The little things matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Try to come home less (hahahahaha). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Gym !!!!!!! Srsly, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it. Seems already too much to handle. Going out now for nasi daun pisang with my mum ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til then ! x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7399275223778773377?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7399275223778773377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7399275223778773377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7399275223778773377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7399275223778773377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-resolution-for-12.html' title='New Years Resolution for &apos;12'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLyYH9HZpSc/Tvqfcc9dGcI/AAAAAAAACeY/ei3LbdFkHro/s72-c/tumblr_lwcqusuda11qbpwzeo1_400.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8089527958058681532</id><published>2011-12-17T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:54:15.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamek Kitak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6P6nZxXzpY4/Tuy4n4VS93I/AAAAAAAACeA/IHr0bJG2EwE/s1600/tumblr_lvs9mbIfdj1qbya53.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6P6nZxXzpY4/Tuy4n4VS93I/AAAAAAAACeA/IHr0bJG2EwE/s400/tumblr_lvs9mbIfdj1qbya53.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687123424738211698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're asking why the title, it's because I'm seriously obsessed with the Sarawakian dialect hahahaha thanks KYUEM for introducing me to friends from the East (right?) ! &lt;br /&gt;It's closing on midnight and I'm bored from reading the same sentence in Economics so I thought I'd blog for a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Listening to real good guitar playing by Justin King. Got this off Facebook from Kashif. Thanks, man. It's hecka soothing and so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Youtubing Economics videos because I don't understand what I'm reading so I thought watching it would be more beneficial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Going through my bad hair days. It's basically has been a bad hair MONTH. My fringe is in its very clumsy stage and won't stay put so I've resulted into this really ugly middle parting that makes me look partially bald. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Bored out of my mind. Been at home the whole of Saturday. Went out to the library and got some (very little) Math done and well. That was it. Turned down my mum's offer to go for a Turkish body scrub in Bangsar because I just don't get it. Like, why. Why would you want people to scrub for yourself. Freakish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Singing to Earth, Wind &amp; Fire while 'headbanging' (because I have this reindeer headpiece with little bells so I'm basically shaking my head to the beat of 'September') to annoy Iman who is now skyping with her friend. This just gave me an idea. I think proms and dances should include disco songs instead of Rihanna and Pitbull. K I just tweeted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Craving for roti jala. Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Downloading Blondie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Happy Christmas is here. I LOVE CHRISTMAS. Wish I got to celebrate it elsewhere though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Missing my college mates ! Especially my chaletmates and Marissa, Amal, Sonu, Karishma, Kaynisha, Shubs, Ha, Fatin, Nanaaaaa, Q, Iman, MUUUUUN, Sam, Olan, Farhan, Kanda, Gami, Prem, Pash, and a whole lot more billions of people there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Procrastinating like a freaking pro lah doh. I haven't even started on my Literature and/or History. DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbye people of the virtual world ! Have a great weekend :) x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8089527958058681532?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8089527958058681532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8089527958058681532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8089527958058681532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8089527958058681532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/12/kamek-kitak.html' title='Kamek Kitak'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6P6nZxXzpY4/Tuy4n4VS93I/AAAAAAAACeA/IHr0bJG2EwE/s72-c/tumblr_lvs9mbIfdj1qbya53.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6840306765120137127</id><published>2011-12-06T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T09:24:04.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Be Us Against The World"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8NnwoiUl5Uw/Tt5OSZdNSVI/AAAAAAAACc4/MD_TAoW3dCg/s1600/soulhunting.tumblr.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8NnwoiUl5Uw/Tt5OSZdNSVI/AAAAAAAACc4/MD_TAoW3dCg/s400/soulhunting.tumblr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683065857766148434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My current mood is proudly brought to you by Katy Perry's 'The One That Got Away' and it's melancholic lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It dawned on me that I don't have that special someone anymore. I enjoyed having someone to talk to at the most random times and I miss it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I usually wonder if there will be another who'd love me for me, faults and all as much as you did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-6840306765120137127?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6840306765120137127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6840306765120137127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6840306765120137127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6840306765120137127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-us-against-world.html' title='&quot;Be Us Against The World&quot;'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8NnwoiUl5Uw/Tt5OSZdNSVI/AAAAAAAACc4/MD_TAoW3dCg/s72-c/soulhunting.tumblr.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5914659408448271336</id><published>2011-11-30T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T02:37:58.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncreative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uacbmzNVajk/TtX6FDmj9tI/AAAAAAAACcI/5zKwMCWYkeE/s1600/6273263987.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uacbmzNVajk/TtX6FDmj9tI/AAAAAAAACcI/5zKwMCWYkeE/s400/6273263987.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680721469771085522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got back from my trip to OU alone. Yep. And I thoroughly enjoyed it because I had nothing to layan and talk to. Alone time is usually my favourite time. Managed to get some things though my whole purpose was to get me some decent pair of denim but of course, I sidetracked and got 2 blouses instead. Was very tempted to blow my money for an Economics book but figured I'd save that later for when Mum tags along. WHICH SHE SHOULD because I usually find great things when my mum isn't around and when money is scarce. But when she's there, it just so happens nothing is nice and I'm stuck dumbfounded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok why am I writing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went all the way to Bangsar to get my pavlova only to find it all gone. How depressing. So I settled for a brownie instead, nasib sedap jugak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm listening to a Spanish song. Wai. Because it's good and I want to hafal lyrics so that I feel like a Spanish girl. Wai. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finally have my yearbook for my senior year in high school. FINALLY ! And the memories come rushing back. I had a pretty good one :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am on the hunt for i) Olive green pants ii) Light purple button up top iii) New black strappy wedges iv) A new handbag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My birthday is in a month, more or less, and I've already been pestering my mum about the things I want come January 19th. Heh heh heh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should seriously get studying ! This weekend, I promise ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been trying to blog as much so that it'll compensate for my busy 2nd semester. Not that anybody reads.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxxxx See ya babies in another post. Or at OU, whichever comes first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5914659408448271336?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5914659408448271336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5914659408448271336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5914659408448271336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5914659408448271336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/11/uncreative.html' title='Uncreative'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uacbmzNVajk/TtX6FDmj9tI/AAAAAAAACcI/5zKwMCWYkeE/s72-c/6273263987.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4745419141062535154</id><published>2011-11-27T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T09:54:38.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamers Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4CrdZRY1AQE/TtJdMKaDp3I/AAAAAAAACbw/bfc6p89iB1o/s1600/observando.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4CrdZRY1AQE/TtJdMKaDp3I/AAAAAAAACbw/bfc6p89iB1o/s400/observando.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679704543601076082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a very dull Sunday. No, wait. It has been a very dull weekend. Do I mind ? Not so much because I've been very lazy and prefer the rainy evenings to be spent sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently deciding if I should get the Steve Madden shoes here or should I just wait til I get to Singapore to get one ? Heh. Pretty much the whole day I've been in bed with my laptop. Which is ridiculously sloth-like of me to do. I'm MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH more productive in college, damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also ! I'm watching 2 Broke Girls and it's all sorts of ace. Love it. LOVE Kat Dennings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the conversation ends there. GAWD, WHY CAN'T I BLOG NO MORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-4745419141062535154?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4745419141062535154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4745419141062535154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4745419141062535154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4745419141062535154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/11/dreamers-dream.html' title='Dreamers Dream'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4CrdZRY1AQE/TtJdMKaDp3I/AAAAAAAACbw/bfc6p89iB1o/s72-c/observando.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-9134469851752627404</id><published>2011-11-25T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:10:38.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balle Balle !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UH32dK58MHM/TtErKjndOoI/AAAAAAAACbk/CjcD-tAD-8Q/s1600/PB242141.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UH32dK58MHM/TtErKjndOoI/AAAAAAAACbk/CjcD-tAD-8Q/s400/PB242141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679368065450326658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhdcOXSvfjE/TtEqpy9TDBI/AAAAAAAACbU/LvgOkN3HtdY/s1600/PB242064.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhdcOXSvfjE/TtEqpy9TDBI/AAAAAAAACbU/LvgOkN3HtdY/s400/PB242064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679367502632782866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtovsDZe14A/TtEqoODTB6I/AAAAAAAACbI/gnVsIL2pTQE/s1600/PB242061.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtovsDZe14A/TtEqoODTB6I/AAAAAAAACbI/gnVsIL2pTQE/s400/PB242061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679367475545966498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gReixs3bsjU/TtEqnXfKcUI/AAAAAAAACa8/Omv_Muag0tw/s1600/PB231955.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gReixs3bsjU/TtEqnXfKcUI/AAAAAAAACa8/Omv_Muag0tw/s400/PB231955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679367460898894146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcYv_cTCdnI/TtEqmBQvl7I/AAAAAAAACaw/VhT_MKyFBG4/s1600/PB231892.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcYv_cTCdnI/TtEqmBQvl7I/AAAAAAAACaw/VhT_MKyFBG4/s400/PB231892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679367437752965042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JymTsTWDO7g/TtEqlmMbrGI/AAAAAAAACak/BrUmrn06j4s/s1600/PB231827.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JymTsTWDO7g/TtEqlmMbrGI/AAAAAAAACak/BrUmrn06j4s/s400/PB231827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679367430487125090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and my 6 weeks break commences !!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello there on the other side of the computer ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm cheery now because I just ended my first semester in KY and to sum my first 5 (give or take) months there, I can say fully that there's nothing I dislike about it. And truth be told, even if it has been a few hours since our last day in college for the year I've already started to miss it ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is tad bit dramatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the past week, the college hosted several events; i) Christmas ii) Diwali Night iii) End of Sem dinner iv) Parents Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't go for Christmas because I had Diwali dance practice to attend and fully whole heartedly enjoyed it. Danced to Shiela Ki Jiwani and Desi Girl and my favourite; the Bhangra. Safe to say, all 3 songs are on my iTunes now hihi. Of course I was a nervous wreck awaiting the dance but it quickly went away once we all got up stage and the blinding lights hindered our audiences. It was like dancing to an empty hall only much louder. And my friends were there (a big great shout out to my fellow dance mates; Diyana, Anusha, Zati, Pana, Nadhirah, Sheems, Zoe, Karishma) so that made it a whole lot better. I have Diyana to thank for for lending me her lengha. A gorgeous one at that, so all the more love to you, girl !! And bhangra was amazeballs ! I loved bhangra practices so I was very much looking forward to the whole dance itself. My partner was Hakim Wahid so we had a ball practicing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so happened that we wore the same shade of red the day itself ! Heh heh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was End Of Sem dinner. I had no dress to don so I whipped out my mustard yellow top from Topshop that I was planning to wear for Acad hours but never got around to so decided to wear that. I kinda looked like I was representing Pantone Colours Inc. 'cause I paired it with bright pink pants and I borrowed Anis' headband she wore the night before for Diwali, thanks babe ! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a brilliant time for both events and it was perfect to end our 5 month stay in college ! As much as I love home, a part of me wants to be back in college mostly for my friends (Hi, Amal, I miss you too !)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garnet came in second for the video competition but I thought we did our very best (ehem Amal!) and a big shout out and congratulations to my dear Amal for directing the video and Diyana for winning Best Actress. I was very embarrassed when I came on and realised the bloopers weren't a good idea at all hahahaha oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are your holidays coming along ? Planning a trip to Singapore with Ayesha and hoping it goes through because I need a holiday ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you cherry bombs ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-9134469851752627404?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/9134469851752627404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=9134469851752627404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9134469851752627404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9134469851752627404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/11/balle-balle.html' title='Balle Balle !'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UH32dK58MHM/TtErKjndOoI/AAAAAAAACbk/CjcD-tAD-8Q/s72-c/PB242141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4413653063046968457</id><published>2011-11-19T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:22:38.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXSreucfZoo/TshyUgPVqYI/AAAAAAAACaY/fpjizwWGPEI/s1600/foreverafashiongeek.tumblr.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXSreucfZoo/TshyUgPVqYI/AAAAAAAACaY/fpjizwWGPEI/s400/foreverafashiongeek.tumblr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676913026877729154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday's in January and I'm excited because I'll be turning 19 on the 19th heh heh. Also, I have some Miu Miu things in mind for Mama to buy as a birthday present trololol x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while and for you faithful readers (again, if any), hi ! I've missed blogging, honestly. I simply can't get myself doing it due to the i) Shitty internet connection in college (really, it's starting to piss me off) ii) Past few weeks have been pretty occupied and swamped with practices leading up to Diwali night and well, iii) laziness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last 'reason' shouldn't come off as a surprise seeing how I am really good at it and seem to be acing it through out my whole entire naturally born life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm home now and NEXT WEEK, OUR ONE MONTH BREAK STARTSSSSSS, I so excited, I just can't help it ! I didn't really want to come back seeing how it's a short weekend and well, bleh. But I had to go get myself something nice to wear for Diwali Night and End Of Sem dinner so Mum came and got me home. Yayyyyy for home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haz a new punjabi suit ! I was actually supposed to buy a lengha and so Mama very kindly brought me to City One Plaza in Masjid India and we hunted for it but unfortunately, most shops don't even have it which is the weirdest thing ever -.- And kalau ada pun, they're i) Expensive ii) So grand, I look like I'm about to go for my own wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, settled for a maroon punjabi suit with gold beading. Tried dancing with it last night and tripped a couple of times thanks to the pants. But oh well, I'll work with it soon enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I've run out of things to talk about and I'm extremely hungry right now so I'm going to find myself some thing to eat. I bid you a good day ! &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/4644933551390572142-4413653063046968457?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4413653063046968457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4413653063046968457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4413653063046968457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4413653063046968457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/11/lightning.html' title='Lightning'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXSreucfZoo/TshyUgPVqYI/AAAAAAAACaY/fpjizwWGPEI/s72-c/foreverafashiongeek.tumblr.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-9199478300169626748</id><published>2011-11-13T00:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:19:44.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasion.com/" title="make an avatar"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.picasion.com/pic46/289552feb43304053e1a328b1f1eabc1.gif" width="300" height="225" border="0" alt="make an avatar" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-9199478300169626748?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/9199478300169626748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=9199478300169626748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9199478300169626748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9199478300169626748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/11/make-avatar.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5782673963288322471</id><published>2011-10-23T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:07:49.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkle*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcetml0_fjw/TqQHqbPKweI/AAAAAAAACZ8/74QIMsDgi54/s1600/4605871509.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcetml0_fjw/TqQHqbPKweI/AAAAAAAACZ8/74QIMsDgi54/s400/4605871509.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666662656586203618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, lovely people of the blogging world ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is everyone doing this fine Sunday ? K fine, it IS coming to a close but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm home and usually by now, I'd be getting ready to go back to college but I've decided to just go back tomorrow morning instead and straight to class. I'm too lazy to go on a Sunday night. Bleh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, here I am, lazing in bed, books untouched (like, seriously, it's been in my bag since I first brought it back, weekend laze FTW!) and I have my tie-dye kaftan on which is the bomb diggity and yeah. I have Beats on but I don't like it. It gives me a headache because the arch is really heavily resting on my head and wtf it hurts !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K edit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a Monday now and I saved yesterday's post as a draft so yeah... interesting stuff. Completely and utterly fascinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got back from the dining hall and had ikan keli for dinner. This time round, it wasn't as nice as I had before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok i'm about to do some Econs now k bye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5782673963288322471?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5782673963288322471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5782673963288322471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5782673963288322471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5782673963288322471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/10/sparkle.html' title='Sparkle*'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcetml0_fjw/TqQHqbPKweI/AAAAAAAACZ8/74QIMsDgi54/s72-c/4605871509.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7763389583347453121</id><published>2011-10-15T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:14:53.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Varsity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_BYv0_Ach8/TplNkiUkR7I/AAAAAAAACZw/RS9fq-A_p74/s1600/tumblr_lsuv1zqeka1qzi9aeo1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_BYv0_Ach8/TplNkiUkR7I/AAAAAAAACZw/RS9fq-A_p74/s400/tumblr_lsuv1zqeka1qzi9aeo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663643296478807986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in college right now. And it's a long weekend (meaning, classes end by Friday noon and so we're allowed to go back as opposed to a short weekend where classes end on Saturday noon ergo short weekend). It's not half bad given I have some great company here crashing over my place most of the time (CC: Amal Azman, Marissa Malkit, Mansonia Sidhu, Karishma, Kaynisha) which I don't mind at all since they make my day a whole lot better because they happen to be the most ridiculously hilarious people and I can sakit perut sakit pipi gelak with them. Which makes them perfect for a long lonely weekend without being in the comfort of my own home :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, this is depressing. Why is that when I'm writing a blog post, an Adele song comes up. It's now 'Hometown Glory' which is freakishly apt to this blog post since it talks a lot about Adele loving her hometown, London. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depresi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I'm alone in the chalet because i) One has gone back ii) One has gone a-dating iii) One has gone God knows where..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..and that leaves me here consolidating my Economics work. I really should start on History any time soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually starting to get hungry and I don't know what to eat. I don't think Abang Burger (the guys who delivers Ramly burgers) is available on the weekends. It's like they don't want us to eat here ! The atrocity ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently balancing between singing my heart out to a Beyoncé number and trying to make sense of the History article I'm reading. And of course, writing this blog post. Though I might be losing this 3-way battle to just concentrating on typing instead. Multi-tasking, I'm horrible at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7763389583347453121?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7763389583347453121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7763389583347453121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7763389583347453121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7763389583347453121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-im-in-college-right-now.html' title='Varsity'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_BYv0_Ach8/TplNkiUkR7I/AAAAAAAACZw/RS9fq-A_p74/s72-c/tumblr_lsuv1zqeka1qzi9aeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-1358928891557934378</id><published>2011-10-10T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:21:50.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHiFwUS8q3I/TpMlVky-vgI/AAAAAAAACZo/Bfmp8OMF5qE/s1600/311717_163243040420048_100002030588650_330993_7267397_n.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHiFwUS8q3I/TpMlVky-vgI/AAAAAAAACZo/Bfmp8OMF5qE/s400/311717_163243040420048_100002030588650_330993_7267397_n.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661910209119829506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Distances can be a bitch sometimes. I can't help it that it didn't go the way I wanted and expected it to be. I'm not one for PDA and I don't think we've gone public in the sense that we've declared our undying and everlasting love for each other on Facebook (gag gag nor do we have any good photos together as a couple. Most of our friends got to know eventually without either of us mentioning it. We just got to be in the end. He was (and still very much is) my best friend first and foremost and boyfriend second. Most and I dare say, ALL of our friends love Hafiz more than anything and is everyone's best friend. I don't see how he can't. Besides being the nicest person you'll come across, he also possesses one of the rare traits in society now; chivalry. We've been together for a year and a half and even though it's nothing compared to the 4-5 year relationship some our friends have, I'm glad to have spend these 18 months being your one and only (I hope hahahaha). Right from the get go up til last Wednesday, I've received nothing but genuine friendship and (gosh I'm going to sound like a Hallmark card) deep affection from this lovely boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He hates me sometimes hahahahahaha. I can be quite annoying. He'll tell you that I have this habit of changing my pathways in a millisecond ergo bumping into him like everytime. Or how we mute the phone when I have to blow my nose (he finds it gross, boo him!) or how impatient I am when it comes to Math question. He's clearly the better one of us two. He's more patient - though I can't say the same when it comes to drivers on the road, see now, THAT he goes ballistic - and definitely the more polite one. We're ying and yang which is what I needed. More than anything, he has taught me more than anyone has, let it be from the addmath questions (he tutored me at the very last minute before SPM heheh) or all the random facts he tells me or how to reverse park, Hafiz was my guru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be the first to admit, that I'm a difficult person to be with. Really, I am. And Hafiz, knowing just how difficult and annoying and tiring I can be, bears up with all the hassle I throw his way. He puts up with my mood swings and he (as annoying as HE can be and how sometimes I want to slap his face) makes my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For being i) The most tiring person to bear with ii) A whiner and a complainer and iii) your best critic, I'm sorry. I apologize for everything, small or big, I may have and have not done. I'm lucky and eternally appreciative to have met someone like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right from your 6-card birthday wish up to our endless New York Deli trips and your tireless driving up and down to fetch and send me from all our outings together, 'thank you' simply does no justice to my perpetual gratitude for all you've done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Love is friendship set on fire" and that was exactly what Hafiz and I were. Best of friends that grew to be more than that. I'm lucky to have been your first girlfriend because you, my friend, have set the bench mark, believe me you. To have ended this relationship with you does not, by all means, indicate the end of our friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hafiz, I love you then and I love you still, I always have and I always will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-1358928891557934378?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/1358928891557934378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=1358928891557934378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1358928891557934378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1358928891557934378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/10/someone-like-you.html' title='Someone Like You'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHiFwUS8q3I/TpMlVky-vgI/AAAAAAAACZo/Bfmp8OMF5qE/s72-c/311717_163243040420048_100002030588650_330993_7267397_n.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2814678151326047336</id><published>2011-10-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T09:17:17.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xz-NnT2Af0k/To3N26cMlbI/AAAAAAAACZY/PdR5d5KBaRg/s1600/blackmilkk.tumblr.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xz-NnT2Af0k/To3N26cMlbI/AAAAAAAACZY/PdR5d5KBaRg/s400/blackmilkk.tumblr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660406649958733234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's already Friday, what the actual fu- ??!?!?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's supposedly my 'study leave' and all I've been doing is going out more than studying. Which is bad, real bad Joe Jackson ke Michael Jackson, I've forgotten the lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, my teeth hurt real bad right now because I went to the dentist yesterday and he must have done something, tighten it or whatevs and now it sucks cause I had like my favourite lauk for dinner and I couldn't enjoy it (Read: go for a second (or third) helping) as I'd like. Heh :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum and I have gone crazy over lemon cakes ! It all started when we went to Pavilion the other day and Mama managed to get her hands on these cheese with lemon tart and it's basically the most fattening thing you can imagine but boy, was it delish ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we discovered the lemon cake slices from Starbucks (out of all places) and it's so brilliant !!!!!!! My favourite cake now is, besides pavlova, lemon cake haha. The bomb diggity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lights are off and I'm too much of a coward to study alone downstairs so I'll probably just lay in bed (what else is new ?) and attempt to find some material online to study with ? HEH this sux sem exam sux&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2814678151326047336?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2814678151326047336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2814678151326047336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2814678151326047336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2814678151326047336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xz-NnT2Af0k/To3N26cMlbI/AAAAAAAACZY/PdR5d5KBaRg/s72-c/blackmilkk.tumblr.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5106738404747967231</id><published>2011-09-24T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T09:02:25.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moon x stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEehNp18kDw/Tn3-6J0UOGI/AAAAAAAACZA/k70lCGYHpCY/s1600/5674061054.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEehNp18kDw/Tn3-6J0UOGI/AAAAAAAACZA/k70lCGYHpCY/s400/5674061054.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655956982068426850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's my first Saturday staying in college. It's actually going okay considering I've been in my room reading my Economics textbook, trying to make sense of it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, I'm trying really hard to not make any sudden movements because I'm experiencing leg cramps and it's the kind that if you move a millimeter, it sends what to me, seems like an electric shock all over my body. Which is not really pleasant. It actually hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My hair is up in a bun and pulled back with my favourite thin plastic pink headband. I cleared my desk so that I can actually study on a proper table. And yeap, since July 12th, I've never sat in this miserable blue chair. 'Til now. I've always studied on my bed and that always resorts to me drifting off into a deep slumber. WELL D'UH ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have Soap &amp;amp; Glory's eye brightening serum under my eyes for the eyebags I've been lugging around since the start of college and so it now looks purple. Like I got punched in the eye, only it's sparkly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just took a dinner break and &lt;a href="http://awesomeamal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amal&lt;/a&gt; (&amp;lt;- click for her blog) stopped by. Talked about random stuffs from sleepovers to awkward cousins. Such a fun girl, she is. It's now 11:30 and I'm supposed to continue studying but this whole blogging thing is my way of procrastinating. And being my lazy self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm what else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gots me self a new camera !! The Olympus Pen. Planned to get it before Raya and my duit raya covered half the cost (which my mum then paid for the rest for it, bless her!). I love it ! I've always wanted a camera for myself and myself only and I finally do. Can't wait to experiment with it. I just haven't had the chance to ! Will try and go around snapping photos during the whole 'Olympics' next week. Exams are in 2 weeks and before that, we have a whole week of break (read: study leave) and I've doubt that the teachers are going to give us revision work to prep us for the Sem Exam so basically that one week of break will be hopefully productive. Hopefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most TV shows have returned with their new episodes and I'm about the only person who hasn't seen the new episodes of HIMYM and I'm trés sad ! I'm allowing myself a day next week to go out and shop and eat and have fun and watch all the new episodes and the rest of it to study. I sound so teruk being all studious but dude, you'll be too if you were in this place crawling with scholars. They're.. everywhere. It's only logical for me to work 10x harder to atleast be at the same wavelength as they are. Maybe even more which is quite unnerving. But LSE's the dream and I can't get there without working my butt off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sound so cliché. ON TO THE NEXT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have Adele's Hometown Glory on now and I luv it. I luv her. I luv her accent and I luv how she has this whole 'So what?' attitude. Beats all the crap we have on the radio anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm on different topics every paragraph and I dunno why ! I'm trying to blog as much as I can because I feel like I'm the only one blogging here AND have a Tumblr. Like, with words. Besides Jan. WHERE ARE MY FELLOW BLOGGERS (READ: Ila!!!!!!) ? http://pasrah.com.my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That wasn't an actual link, btw. I was trying to be hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other than that, college has done me good. Also, maybe because I have Diyana as a chaletmate. She pretty much influences all of us to study. Sometimes je ah. Sometimes, I'll just go to sleep hahahahaha. I've been eating way too much for someone my size. Serious doh. I shouldn't have opened the 2nd tin of jam tarts. Yeap, finished the first one single-handedly. Like a pro. Gah ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just realised that September is the month where most students who intend to study overseas have probably already gone overseas. I know some people who have left for the UK. Which means, this time next year, my seniors are off on their university journey. And then the year after that, my batch ! And I can only hope for the best for my friends and I. BAPAK BEST DOH KALAU pergi sama sama. It's only been 2 months here and I'm more determined than ever ! InsyaAllah, if things go well, I shall finally be in the UK to further my studies like how I've always wanted to since I was 7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am I boring you yet ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5106738404747967231?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5106738404747967231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5106738404747967231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5106738404747967231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5106738404747967231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/09/moon-x-stars.html' title='moon x stars'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEehNp18kDw/Tn3-6J0UOGI/AAAAAAAACZA/k70lCGYHpCY/s72-c/5674061054.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2776549821434862329</id><published>2011-09-15T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:42:57.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderland *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lntgoHXNOCQ/TnLW0IKJ1AI/AAAAAAAACYw/MDEUjfgKwEc/s1600/collage.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lntgoHXNOCQ/TnLW0IKJ1AI/AAAAAAAACYw/MDEUjfgKwEc/s400/collage.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652816673335006210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi everyone ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts, been busy in college. It's Hari Malaysia day today so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Malaysia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As much as you can get too hot and you don't have Urban Outfitters here, I still love you dearly and don't worry; as much as I say I will, I don't think I'll live anywhere else (cough London cough) but here. Your food is too good to abandon for bland Western food. Teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College has been robbing time out of my hands. I start college at 815 and finish by 4. And when I come back, I usually sleep. Til dinner. LOLOL. My chaletmates have established that quite clearly now. Kaveetha even said "I'm going to pull a 'Nadia'" and she meant sleeping. So by pulling a 'Diyana', you're studying and by pulling a 'Nadia', you're taking a nap. Says a lot, hm ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, let's see if I can recap anything interesting....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... I'm comin' up empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. Ok, well there's the IELTS class. We only just started our IELTS class and it's okay, I like Ms Selvi, she's fun. I guess. She has a thing for the Punjabs in our class though. And then there's the whole snakes issue. Over the past week, we've had 4 sightings of snakes. Like, LEGIT snakes. One was found nearby (opposite Haniesha's chalet which is sebelah ours) and malam pulak tu ! So the college had some people to surround our house with sulphur which is apparently a repellent for snakes. I didn't know that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, I HAD THE BEST SEAFOOD EVER. Went to Seafood Garden in Tanjung Malim on Monday (or wazzit Tuesday?) with 11 other people and sumpah doh, sedap gila mygod ! I foresee many many many more trips there. YUM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sports Carnival has come and gone and it was the best !!! I had the best time with my fellow Garnetrons cheering on at almost all the games. Was most enthusiastic for the night events though.. All in all, I had such a good time and it was so nice to see everyone come together to support their fellow housemates playing sports. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok that's it for now. I'm going to go do research on History nao and then IDK. I'm actually sleepy. Maybe it's the mengundang weather....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao bella babies x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2776549821434862329?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2776549821434862329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2776549821434862329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2776549821434862329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2776549821434862329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/09/wonderland.html' title='Wonderland *'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lntgoHXNOCQ/TnLW0IKJ1AI/AAAAAAAACYw/MDEUjfgKwEc/s72-c/collage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7432706926048887376</id><published>2011-08-26T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:25:22.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkin' In The Rain ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxKDvilWpgc/TlegEMTMvjI/AAAAAAAACYg/dEBqYxKK_Cs/s1600/classy-trashy.tumblr.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxKDvilWpgc/TlegEMTMvjI/AAAAAAAACYg/dEBqYxKK_Cs/s400/classy-trashy.tumblr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645156651813879346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi I'm home for a week and I'm happy about it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I've Done Whilst In College&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played water fight about twice now. Once during induction which was bloody cold since it was in the early morning and it was our last 'Morning Exercise'. And we just had our second one; our Revelation Day 'bashing' which was basically the seniors pouring water on us. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had movie nights in our common room ('cause L30 where's the party at). So far, we've only watched Aladdin and Lion King but still, so much fun ! Reliving our childhood one Disney movie at a time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stumbled with books while running back to our chalet in the rain with Diyana. Not a pretty sight, with baju kurung and all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Witnessed Kaveetha and Diyana do the 'amoeba' and the MC Hammer dance..... also kinda odd but highlarious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Killed about a million ants with my bare hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Appris le français avec Akmal en cours de maths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched debate for the course of 3 weeks and glad to know that Garnet won both first place and fourth. YAYYYY ~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had the chance to play any sport though ('cause I'm slowly and painfully becoming into a hermit) but I'm going to try to in the future ! I don't know what sports per se, but I'm just going to try ("and the crowd goes wild", yeah, with laughter ha ha ha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAYA IS NEXT WEEK and I'm okay about it. Maybe it's cause of the week break JE. It used to be 3 weeks :"( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK ciaoz demauzzzz (Kaveetha has been saying this and so have I. CURSES)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7432706926048887376?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7432706926048887376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7432706926048887376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7432706926048887376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7432706926048887376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/08/walkin-in-rain.html' title='Walkin&apos; In The Rain ~'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxKDvilWpgc/TlegEMTMvjI/AAAAAAAACYg/dEBqYxKK_Cs/s72-c/classy-trashy.tumblr.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2444119761663950198</id><published>2011-08-20T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:38:46.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Yawk ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUPbGYOplP4/TlCYwfMyv_I/AAAAAAAACYY/jPI5ePorwAg/s1600/Man%252C%2BI%2526%25238217%253Bd%2BLOVE%2Bto%2Bgo%2Bto%2BNYC.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUPbGYOplP4/TlCYwfMyv_I/AAAAAAAACYY/jPI5ePorwAg/s400/Man%252C%2BI%2526%25238217%253Bd%2BLOVE%2Bto%2Bgo%2Bto%2BNYC.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643178291871530994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HI &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been quite some time since I last posted something. I've been busy in college and it doesn't help that the WiFi there is as slow as me when it comes to getting out of bed in the morning. Which is why my mum bought me a broadband and I'm so excited ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been coming back every weekend and I spend my days home kinda just soaking in all the luxuries I get here i.e; Clean showers, good food (not saying anything but nothing can beat my mum's masak lemak!) and my comfortable but trés messy bedroom that has been taken hostage by my two sisters. But KY, more than anything, has made me appreciate home more. And before I go on and become too sappy, I'll update on what has been the happeningzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Debate has been going on these last few weeks and it's so much fun. I'm not debating (duh, can't hold an argument for MY LIFE) but I've been watching my fellow batch mates going at it. I have nothing but absolute respect to those are able to think on their feet and to counter such arguments. I'll probably go all 'WTF k shutup'. Like always.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How has puasa been treating you ?!?! Kaveetha accepted the challenge and puasa-ed like a bawse on the 8th. I remember the date because it's circled brightly on the calendar in our common room and has "CONQUERED" written across in red. By Kaveetha of course. I've been doing well though some times, I'll miss Sahur by accident and go all FFFUUUUU because I do much much worse if I don't have my very early breakfast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RAYA IS NEXT WEEK AND WE ONLY HAVE A WEEK TO CELEBRATE. Zz. What happened to all the 2-3 weeks holiday for it :( I think I only have like, one baju raya hahahaha but it's all good because I'll probably wear my grandma's.... again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my high school friends ! I may not show it but I do. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know why but I've been eating a lot in college. Let it be the million Honey Stars we have or the sandwich I make, I'm just constantly eating... o____o&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... how's everyone ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My posts are getting boring and boring-er by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2444119761663950198?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2444119761663950198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2444119761663950198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2444119761663950198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2444119761663950198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-yawk.html' title='New Yawk ~'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUPbGYOplP4/TlCYwfMyv_I/AAAAAAAACYY/jPI5ePorwAg/s72-c/Man%252C%2BI%2526%25238217%253Bd%2BLOVE%2Bto%2Bgo%2Bto%2BNYC.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-974308800010144205</id><published>2011-07-23T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:53:16.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KYUEM x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bAdIFhb3Wrk/TirtxSgNteI/AAAAAAAACYQ/658x4KP2Zvk/s1600/photo-10.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bAdIFhb3Wrk/TirtxSgNteI/AAAAAAAACYQ/658x4KP2Zvk/s400/photo-10.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575715016553954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Pash trying to carry me ! Fail lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZAoecpfAFY/TirtxaxIR7I/AAAAAAAACYI/yvdlE9WlHug/s1600/photo-9.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZAoecpfAFY/TirtxaxIR7I/AAAAAAAACYI/yvdlE9WlHug/s400/photo-9.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575717234984882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Prem, Gami, Kumar and Pash. About the nicest people you'll ever meet ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdmXYiaL5-8/TirtxGwh9tI/AAAAAAAACYA/KMVc4K0L1aA/s1600/photo-8.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdmXYiaL5-8/TirtxGwh9tI/AAAAAAAACYA/KMVc4K0L1aA/s400/photo-8.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575711863764690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bR1qy1Bb6I4/Tirtw-nuLJI/AAAAAAAACX4/FwEjfgILg0c/s1600/photo-7.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bR1qy1Bb6I4/Tirtw-nuLJI/AAAAAAAACX4/FwEjfgILg0c/s400/photo-7.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575709679332498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone was in everyone's photos lol ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CPVk_TGYqjc/Tirtw82XXhI/AAAAAAAACXw/7rKOsRhT8xY/s1600/photo-6.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CPVk_TGYqjc/Tirtw82XXhI/AAAAAAAACXw/7rKOsRhT8xY/s400/photo-6.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575709203881490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WB_-ZWCAEFU/TirtQvrjBMI/AAAAAAAACXo/p0jYBkfcR6Y/s1600/photo.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WB_-ZWCAEFU/TirtQvrjBMI/AAAAAAAACXo/p0jYBkfcR6Y/s400/photo.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575155913032898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Zack and his cooler than life camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXyYlhi7vts/TirtQsWKuvI/AAAAAAAACXg/W8n49MX-s9w/s1600/photo-11.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXyYlhi7vts/TirtQsWKuvI/AAAAAAAACXg/W8n49MX-s9w/s400/photo-11.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632575155018054386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKKXrh-QyrM/TirtCBD6XHI/AAAAAAAACWw/TzU0rZfSHxM/s1600/photo-5.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKKXrh-QyrM/TirtCBD6XHI/AAAAAAAACWw/TzU0rZfSHxM/s400/photo-5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632574902880590962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Ha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft2LVfmFVWc/TirtCILyWfI/AAAAAAAACWo/Ka-BOQVEzHU/s1600/photo-4.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft2LVfmFVWc/TirtCILyWfI/AAAAAAAACWo/Ka-BOQVEzHU/s400/photo-4.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632574904792668658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Elaine and Haniesha. They even crashed my room one night and ranked the boys hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIjGPFolkO0/TirtB4chuyI/AAAAAAAACWg/-UNFK2PWJFY/s1600/photo-3.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIjGPFolkO0/TirtB4chuyI/AAAAAAAACWg/-UNFK2PWJFY/s400/photo-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632574900567915298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rktBHMdceyw/TirtBs0lkiI/AAAAAAAACWY/2CFdl32i6zI/s1600/photo-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rktBHMdceyw/TirtBs0lkiI/AAAAAAAACWY/2CFdl32i6zI/s400/photo-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632574897447604770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XkonsGsod8/TirtBYrhXLI/AAAAAAAACWQ/nX2DtPuaZXs/s1600/photo-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XkonsGsod8/TirtBYrhXLI/AAAAAAAACWQ/nX2DtPuaZXs/s400/photo-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632574892040871090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi everyone !!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back for my long weekend. Phew. I'm so exhausted, I spent my Saturday in bed sleeping ! It was so good to wake up 'late' ('late' being 9 in the morning). Had breakfast at Ravi's and came home sleeping lol. I shower longer now, trying to soak myself in hot water hahahaha. So teruk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'll start blogging something legit and substantial now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first day in KYUEM was July 12th. Reached there at about 9 ? Met up with Kaveetha and Diyana there and managed to get the same chalet as them which was ace ! Parents went off a little after noon. Went in the dining hall feeling all small and intimidated because most of the seniors were already there and we had 'Fresh Meat' written all over our foreheads. Which sucked. Reminded me of the cafeteria scene in Mean Girls. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first 3 days in KYUEM was kinda pretty horrible because I wasn't really enjoying the food and wasn't sleeping well. I couldn't sleep AT ALL the first night there. I kept tossing and turning til something stupid like 3 in the morning which was sucky because I had to wake up yb 6 for Subuh prayers and off to morning exercise. My energy kong by the end of the week ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, yeah. Induction was 2 weeks give or take. Had the best time ever ! We got so much scolding though the first few days. Like, serious scolding. Being honest, I hated the seniors because dahlah penat, and they were always screaming at us :"( But oh well. We had some games and the first week was basically programmes to get to know each other. There was Treasure Hunt and the Trust thing where we all had to be blindfolded except for the group leader and he had to lead us to the Orde Kosmos. But the seniors were the 'hantu' and they influenced us by SCREAMING into our ears saying 'Left! Left!!! Now go right!!!!' lol super funny because I was genuinely confused. And Sol was so -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had games like building a tower that would withstand earthquakes and strong wind. Thing is, we had to build it using manila card, straws and cellophane tape. And it had to a meter high. Challenge ACCEPTED. Ours was kinda lame but Kumar made it hilarious by saying there was a skybridge and all. So funny. Then there was also that game where we had to build something that would prevent 2 eggs from being Humpty Dumpty when dropped from the first floor. Chong was a genius and made a nest of some sort with loose tape at the bottom that acted as a cushion. Brill ! Fatin came up with 'Eggcubator' and thankfully, only one egg cracked. Other teams made parachutes and all and it was so awesome (I'm running out of verbs) to see how innovative everyone was building their support for the eggs. And we only had one piece of newspaper, toothpicks, rope and cellophane tape to make use of. Again... CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KYUEM's induction week is the best amongst all because it was designed specifically so that everyone knows each other by the end of the week. And there's a lot of us ! I'm going to go ahead and say, I still have difficulty placing names but I try to ! I'm doing a good job though considering it's only been 2 weeks in. BUT the people there are just SOOOOOO nice. I'm not kidding. They're just so nice and humble and funny and so friendly. I love everyone there and that's a lot since it has only been under 2 weeks. But the girls AND guys are just so friendly and lovely and just so nice. Making friends has never been so easy ! I love it !!!!! Seniors too are just so nice and baik and friendly and so welcoming !! I've been telling my mum just how nice the seniors are, she's probably sick of me telling her that hahahaha. But really ! You would never guess just how nice and warm they are from induction week where they had to be stern and cruel hahaha. At the end of induction week, we all had to sit in the middle of the basketball court and next thing we knew, the seniors had already poured water on us and it was so freezing cold but it was probably the BEST way to end Induction. LOVED IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also the Batch Anniversary where us 14.0's had to organize a dinner for the 13.0's (so basically juniors buat dinner for the seniors). IT VAS A SUCCESS. Thanks to Kaveetha for pulling off such a good production. Teamwork was key here and it was well played by everyone ! Which was so heartwarming to see. I was in the stage managing group and played my part on that night itself. So that required me walking up and down back stage making sure everything goes off without a hitch. I was drained by the end of the night ! But SO worth it seeing the seniors so pleased with everything. Had the best time there. There was sketches, dance, band, everything ! Took photos after the whole night of course but I was quite sakit hati that I didn't bring my camera with me so I had to depend on everyone else's camera. I especially love Zack's camera because of the pink/orange flash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know what else to talk about other than singing KY's praises. I've just been given the timetable for next week's classes and I'm actually more scared than excited for it to start. It's only been 2 weeks and I'm already loving KYUEM (as expected), imagine 2 whole years ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my parents for hearing me out and eventually placing me in KY :") It's all I ever wanted so I mentally thank them everytime I'm having a good time in college. I love to tiny bits and pieces, it's crazy !!!!!! And thank you to the seniors (if you ever read my blog...) for making my first 2 week stay in college already a memorable one ! xxxxxxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight, everyone ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-974308800010144205?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/974308800010144205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=974308800010144205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/974308800010144205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/974308800010144205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/07/kyuem-x.html' title='KYUEM x'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bAdIFhb3Wrk/TirtxSgNteI/AAAAAAAACYQ/658x4KP2Zvk/s72-c/photo-10.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4129757824077333727</id><published>2011-07-04T04:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T04:59:07.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionnaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3Um337TcHQ/ThGq9E9qVXI/AAAAAAAACWA/E7x8X5O5ZSw/s1600/www.flickr-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3Um337TcHQ/ThGq9E9qVXI/AAAAAAAACWA/E7x8X5O5ZSw/s400/www.flickr-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625465375843571058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thought I'd give this a try as well. Y'all should too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?&lt;div&gt;I'd be 30.. or older. I'm such a boring lass. I had a friend who told me 'You should stop being so matured!' when I was 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you had the opportunity to get a message across to a large group of people, what would your message be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd say 'For God's sake, stop with the fighting and eat more ice-cream.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is it possible to lie without saying a word?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course. I do it all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If not now, then when?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be more adventurous with how I dress. Malaysians can't stand people dressing differently, it's so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you holding onto something that you need to let go of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you done anything lately worth remembering?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went around Sydney city all by myself which is something I thought I was never capable of. But damn son, I friggin' did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you love? what are you doing about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my parents. And I'm doing all I can.. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When is it time to stop calculating risk and rewards, and just do what you know is right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you believe, in your heart, what you're doing is right then I say go for it. But to some people, what's right doesn't make it okay to others so I still say we should all take 5 seconds and think before doing. But, I mean, if you think of defeating Decepticons to protect Earth, then by all means, go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you think crying is a sign of weakness or strength?&lt;br /&gt;Crying just shows you're human with emotions. It can be of weakness because when you cry, you let your guard down and just really let everything out. A good cry is what everyone needs once in a while. The second you stop crying, you gain all the strength you lost and you move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you break the law to save a loved one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a really cautious girl so unless it was my immediate family, I'd probably find a better way to save that loved one. Legally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When you’re her age, what will matter to you the most?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm whose age ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you ask enough questions? or do you settle for what you know?&lt;br /&gt;I settle for what I know but I wished I ask more questions. But sometimes, I don't know what to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you celebrate the things you do have?&lt;br /&gt;I can become bratty at times but I'm really grateful for everything I have so syukur alhamdulillah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When it’s all said and done will you have said more than you’ve done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. Which is something I'd like to fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When was the last time you tried something new?&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Which activities make you lose track of time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could do it all over again, would you change anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what. Yes. I'd make some tweaks here and there but nothing too major that it changes my whole life. But yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is the difference between living and existing?&lt;br /&gt;It's more meaningful to live than to just exist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you had a friend who spoke to you in the same way that you sometimes speak to yourself, how long would you allow that person to be your friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'd be best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you had to teach something, what would you teach?&lt;br /&gt;I can't teach even if my life depended on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Time or money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With more time, you can find yourself to make more money. With more money, you can't find yourself more time. So I say time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you aware that someone has it worse than you?&lt;br /&gt;Fully. So I'm as grateful as they come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What makes you smile?&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things. I smile too much sometimes, I can't help it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What would you regret not fully doing, being, or having in your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would regret not making a name for myself in the future. I would regret not being a good person and a good Muslim overall. And I'd regret not having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-4129757824077333727?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4129757824077333727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4129757824077333727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4129757824077333727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4129757824077333727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/07/questionnaire.html' title='Questionnaire'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3Um337TcHQ/ThGq9E9qVXI/AAAAAAAACWA/E7x8X5O5ZSw/s72-c/www.flickr-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4359251655967740368</id><published>2011-07-02T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T10:22:39.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X3jf9FhsbrE/Tg9TwSiErXI/AAAAAAAACV4/fNdGk3as124/s1600/www.vogue.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X3jf9FhsbrE/Tg9TwSiErXI/AAAAAAAACV4/fNdGk3as124/s400/www.vogue.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624806548682616178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Where were you 3 hours ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 1.09em; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.4; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;That would put it at 6 in the afternoon and... I was exactly where I am right now. Haven't budged. Sick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you in love with?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Andrew Garfield and Shia Labeouf. Word.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Have you ever eaten a crayon?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;No. Though if I had the chance to, I'd eat a white one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;A lot. The pillow that is supporting the laptop (that has a pink sleeve) and my laptop case as well as an old t-shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you went to the mall?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Yesterday, mate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I hardly wear socks because it's so flippin' humid these days and I really don't need another reason to sweat my guts off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your family have a car worth over $2,000?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;That'd be about 6k Malaysian Ringgit and I'm pretty sure it's more than that lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you drove out of town?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Honey, I hardly drive at all so it's really hard to believe that I've gone that far to drive out of town&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Nope though I'm looking forward to catch Transformers III and Monte Carlo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you hot?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Temperature wise not so much. And yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Coke from McD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;An off the shoulder top and a pair of jeggings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I don't own one so if I did wash my own car, it'd be an imaginary Teletubbies mobile...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last food that you ate?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Fries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last week at this time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Home. It was a unproductive Saturday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Yeap and my sister is pissed 'cause she reckons I buy too much. Psh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you ran?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;LOL 1. I don't run and 2. I look like Phoebe from FRIENDS when I'm running. So I don't do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last sporting event you watched?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;No idea, really. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite animal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I'm generally kinda afraid of animals however harmless they may be but I'd probably go with something ridic like um.. elephants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream vacation?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I'd take 'vacation' something very relaxing and so London and New York would be out of the picture. I'd probably go for Monaco or Venice. Or whutevah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Last person's house you were in?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;My cousin's for a birthday party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Falling down from heaven. I kid. Probably a small scab on the knee. I'm so hardcore, I don't GET injuries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been in love?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Maybe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I miss my high school friends. All of 'em ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last play you saw?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Lat the Musical which was brill ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I dnt knw.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for tonight?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I just came back from drinks with my mates&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;LOL Myspace ? It's 2011 ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Next trip you are going to take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 1.09em; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.4; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;To college. Yawn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever go to camp?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;My friends always make fun of me because I'm probably the only one who hasn't been to camp. Whutevs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you an honor roll student in school?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;No but hopefully in the future ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to know about the future?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Neah. Takes the fun out of life, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Nope considering it's 1 in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you due sometime this year for a doctor's visit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;No&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your best friend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Everywhere. THEY'RE EVERYWHERE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your best friend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Doing well, hopefully ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a tan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I'm naturally tan so it is so weird how some people really want to be tanned and I'm like 'Take my tan'. Huh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Beyonce's 'Best Thing I Never Had'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you collect anything?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Meh. I tried collecting things but I got bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the biggest gossiper you know?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Ntah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;For not driving ? I can't recall..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever drank your soda from a straw?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your last text message say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;'OK' from my dad who was using my mum's phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like hot sauce?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you took a shower?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;This evening&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need to do laundry?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Hehe no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your heritage?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I'm 100% Malay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you someone's best friend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Yes :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you rich?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Rich with love ~~~~~~~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="eow-description" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 13px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 12AM last night?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tumblrin' &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&gt;xxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="watch-description-extras" style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-4359251655967740368?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4359251655967740368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4359251655967740368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4359251655967740368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4359251655967740368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-tag.html' title='It&apos;s A Tag'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X3jf9FhsbrE/Tg9TwSiErXI/AAAAAAAACV4/fNdGk3as124/s72-c/www.vogue.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-257099750506700295</id><published>2011-06-25T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T07:20:56.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iy9lWKGs_-4/TgXugWXh7VI/AAAAAAAACVg/9CfQwxbOtWI/s1600/photostream.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iy9lWKGs_-4/TgXugWXh7VI/AAAAAAAACVg/9CfQwxbOtWI/s400/photostream.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622161949369429330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bored on a Saturday. But then again, what else is new ?&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/4644933551390572142-257099750506700295?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/257099750506700295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=257099750506700295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/257099750506700295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/257099750506700295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/06/bored-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iy9lWKGs_-4/TgXugWXh7VI/AAAAAAAACVg/9CfQwxbOtWI/s72-c/photostream.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7054779784841362476</id><published>2011-06-17T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T10:09:48.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahoy McAvoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Kub1AdoHY/TfuHC5nCpzI/AAAAAAAACVI/9OTX4QdSkAo/s1600/6352734861.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Kub1AdoHY/TfuHC5nCpzI/AAAAAAAACVI/9OTX4QdSkAo/s400/6352734861.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619233443968886578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for college and I sound like a broken record because I say it all the time now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously now, I cannot wait !!! I'm in the process of getting ready for college like shopping for things and stuff. That's pretty much it......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've watched X-Men and I freaking love it !!!!!!!!!!!!! James McAvoy is my favouriteeeee. And not just because of X-Men, mind you. I've loved him since I watched Becoming Jane and I'm aware that wasn't his first movie or whatever but still ! I luv him and his Scottish self &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just a sucker for boys with accents. I used to have this major obsession with Robert Pattinson and now with Andrew Garfield and James McAvoy. I just love them !!!!!!! And y'all probably are sick of me saying this and have probably exited this page but oh whutevah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok bye now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6z_RvOCGMU/TfuJw21MMKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/7vHjxGcYpRY/s1600/dieded.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6z_RvOCGMU/TfuJw21MMKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/7vHjxGcYpRY/s400/dieded.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619236432520163490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall grace this blog with a lovely photo of James. BECAUSE I CAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7054779784841362476?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7054779784841362476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7054779784841362476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7054779784841362476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7054779784841362476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/06/ahoy-mcavoy.html' title='Ahoy McAvoy'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Kub1AdoHY/TfuHC5nCpzI/AAAAAAAACVI/9OTX4QdSkAo/s72-c/6352734861.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7205889450274377132</id><published>2011-06-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T09:14:13.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Indian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdPONf3p1XE/TfTX5gW3ovI/AAAAAAAACUw/OpAyqvH2KgQ/s1600/Photo%2B1385.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdPONf3p1XE/TfTX5gW3ovI/AAAAAAAACUw/OpAyqvH2KgQ/s400/Photo%2B1385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617352018176221938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is btw a feathered headpiece I got from Diva. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi everyone !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the lack of blog posts this month. Been busy converting oxygen to carbon dioxide all friggin day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was in Penang for a week plus since it was the school holidays. Back to school for you lot ! Wow.. that felt good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always, Penang was good. I want to say 'relaxing' but that would kinda be like the norm for me even here in KL so really, it was just like home. Are you even understanding cause I'm not really getting myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate a LOT of rice. On some days, I'd eat rice all 3 meals a day ! Which is kinda gross but too good to pass up !!! So ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kinda excited for college to start. Been so bored at home, I just feel like doing something productive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been pretty much occupied watching TV shows (latest obsession ? Castle) on my laptop. Most of my friends are either busy with college or already in university so it's quite difficult for me to meet up with all of them so that's quite horrible :{ I miss them ! I miss high school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm....... I've watched Pirates Of The Carribean and probably was most fascinated with the mermaids. I've always wanted to be one. Girls were all 'I wanna be a princess!' 'I wanna be a doctor' (&amp;lt;- ikr?!) but I'm all 'Um.. I wanna be like Ariel'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I can't wait for Harry Potter and Transformers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok end of post because it got too boring. &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/4644933551390572142-7205889450274377132?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7205889450274377132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7205889450274377132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7205889450274377132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7205889450274377132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/06/red-indian.html' title='Red Indian'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdPONf3p1XE/TfTX5gW3ovI/AAAAAAAACUw/OpAyqvH2KgQ/s72-c/Photo%2B1385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6367064532591783391</id><published>2011-05-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:02:22.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brights !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkSgdXFfaY/Tdp9gBhbrjI/AAAAAAAACUU/BppjC6dVVRc/s1600/Gorgeous%2Bcolour%2Bplay%2526%2523160%253B%2521%25C2%25A0.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkSgdXFfaY/Tdp9gBhbrjI/AAAAAAAACUU/BppjC6dVVRc/s400/Gorgeous%2Bcolour%2Bplay%2526%2523160%253B%2521%25C2%25A0.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609934274961321522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMqSdS1rg/Tdp9LOm3AJI/AAAAAAAACUM/EDFw4QBnF-4/s1600/nlovesfashion.tumblr.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMqSdS1rg/Tdp9LOm3AJI/AAAAAAAACUM/EDFw4QBnF-4/s400/nlovesfashion.tumblr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609933917696491666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2K08ppbmq4U/Tdp9K4v-utI/AAAAAAAACUE/joJl2XCyNYc/s1600/materialistichic%253A%25250A%25250Astreetfsn.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2K08ppbmq4U/Tdp9K4v-utI/AAAAAAAACUE/joJl2XCyNYc/s400/materialistichic%253A%25250A%25250Astreetfsn.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609933911829166802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ST8CchLIhlU/Tdp9KjVIz0I/AAAAAAAACT0/5o3hcK2OGC4/s1600/ida.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ST8CchLIhlU/Tdp9KjVIz0I/AAAAAAAACT0/5o3hcK2OGC4/s400/ida.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609933906079436610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jir1PD-SnuM/Tdp8hVxo89I/AAAAAAAACTs/dKyRXnW75Ek/s1600/ami-and-aya-models-djs-twins-on-the-cover-of.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jir1PD-SnuM/Tdp8hVxo89I/AAAAAAAACTs/dKyRXnW75Ek/s400/ami-and-aya-models-djs-twins-on-the-cover-of.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609933198066250706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnwJwmvgTK4/Tdp76eZ_haI/AAAAAAAACTc/qaJFwIbIipM/s1600/www.fashionsalade.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnwJwmvgTK4/Tdp76eZ_haI/AAAAAAAACTc/qaJFwIbIipM/s400/www.fashionsalade.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609932530368087458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love these colourssssss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am soooo bored right now and it's 11:46 pm. SO bored. I slept like twice today. As in, naps. I had two naps. How and what the fruck ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This will be a pointless post because really, when you're that bored, you don't go out that often and nothing much happens everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ALTHOUGH I did get an offer letter from KYUEM. I've always wanted to get into that college ever since I first heard about it and that was probably when I was 15. So last Monday, Mama and I went to Lembah Beringin and went to meet the headmaster (I had already made an appointment with him beforehand) who is such a nice man. We were talking and blablabla and turns out that his old friend is like my mum's really good friend from the Warwick days and so they were chatting away like bestfriends and I was like, "Er.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless, it was a good meeting but I was still really anxious and nervous about whether I got in or not. And people say if you have the means to get in, you most probably will. I don't think so though because it IS KYUEM, they don't let anybody just get in the college. It has a reputation to maintain and so I was anxious about it. The headmaster (who is a Mr. Neil, I should really just refer to him as that as opposed to 'the headmaster' like he's from Hogwarts or something) told me he'd have to go and discuss with his fellow board of governors about me and well, I got in. Got an offer letter about 2 days ago and I was so happy. Lulz :)))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But as of now, I'm just bored. I've probably watched every beauty and fashion videos on Facebook as well as renditions and covers of like every song out there. I'm going partially insane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I cannot wait to do something productive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-6367064532591783391?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6367064532591783391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6367064532591783391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6367064532591783391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6367064532591783391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/05/brights.html' title='Brights !'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkSgdXFfaY/Tdp9gBhbrjI/AAAAAAAACUU/BppjC6dVVRc/s72-c/Gorgeous%2Bcolour%2Bplay%2526%2523160%253B%2521%25C2%25A0.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-3591354368672195082</id><published>2011-05-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:56:35.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY GIRLS WHOM I FOREVER WILL SAYANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ankLPt1WBXo/TdVJjgiORDI/AAAAAAAACTM/bMG2k-Tip4o/s1600/DSC_0587.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ankLPt1WBXo/TdVJjgiORDI/AAAAAAAACTM/bMG2k-Tip4o/s400/DSC_0587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608469785337545778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friends are leaving for university quite soon (um, like tomorrow?!?!?!) and it just hit me as to how much I'm going to miss each and everyone of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is dedicated to Sarah Iman, Dina Suraya, Nabila Muzamir, Najihah Aziz, Nur Juliana Suraya, Aimi Farzana, Hafeez Azhar, Abdul Hanif, Abdul Haris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I feel like I've spent so much time with you lot and that all of you will be all over the country soon. I'm just so sad and you can just imagine that I'm crying while typing this because Hafeez Azhar just sent me a text 'John, orang dah nak pergi dah esok'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite fortunate in the sense that I've had the BEST school years ever. Since kindergarten up to high school. I just have had the best fun and really, I have my friends to thank for that. I don't have an ounce of regret for leaving SMKBSD1 (the people there are just as kick ass, I still luv u hihi) for Taman Tun. I'm so sedih because the people mentioned above are leaving and God knows when the whole lot of us will meet again (hopefully soon!!!!!!!! I'll make a raya open house for you gais only) and laugh sampai sakit perut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A special dedication to my lovely 5 special friends ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah ! :") My first close friend in Taman Tun. Dengan pencil box Roxy sama kita hihihi. And kita sangap sangat Gol and Gincu sampai boleh hafal script &amp;lt;33333 Sayang sangat kau. We haven't had a whole lot of time together lately but that's okay :") I still love you forever and ever ! We've had our differences tapi as you've said, 'Bestfriend mana yang tak?!??!?!'. And time kita buat Paris Hilton punya oral dialogue. Lawak nya wei, Sarah :"( Hahahahaha. Time kita pergi manicure sebab kau nak pg James Morrison punya concert :") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Iwe4AIxfok/TdVC-9ioMDI/AAAAAAAACSs/FTXIdNRs8dM/s1600/..%2BSarah%2527s%2B..jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Iwe4AIxfok/TdVC-9ioMDI/AAAAAAAACSs/FTXIdNRs8dM/s400/..%2BSarah%2527s%2B..jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608462560398946354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_vV9D_qTBQ/TdU_OH6JFlI/AAAAAAAACSM/kmtJdym_nuY/s1600/Picture%2B13.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_vV9D_qTBQ/TdU_OH6JFlI/AAAAAAAACSM/kmtJdym_nuY/s400/Picture%2B13.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458422833452626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 128px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jAnwUY7h7U/TdU_OKxYA_I/AAAAAAAACSE/DgUKxVUGWu4/s1600/Picture%2B10.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jAnwUY7h7U/TdU_OKxYA_I/AAAAAAAACSE/DgUKxVUGWu4/s400/Picture%2B10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458423601988594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 87px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdt04X5kQ54/TdU_NjNqT9I/AAAAAAAACR8/39KYFA5oxGI/s1600/Picture%2B9.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdt04X5kQ54/TdU_NjNqT9I/AAAAAAAACR8/39KYFA5oxGI/s400/Picture%2B9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458412983209938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 76px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZx0hdvs7kg/TdU_NeC7Z-I/AAAAAAAACR0/E9gHqlx6SpI/s1600/Picture%2B8.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZx0hdvs7kg/TdU_NeC7Z-I/AAAAAAAACR0/E9gHqlx6SpI/s400/Picture%2B8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458411596015586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 76px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuaMYtB_6nI/TdU_NEYMDhI/AAAAAAAACRs/FwEx6AQlWZA/s1600/Picture%2B6.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuaMYtB_6nI/TdU_NEYMDhI/AAAAAAAACRs/FwEx6AQlWZA/s400/Picture%2B6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458404705865234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 123px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We haven't spent much time together lately but that doesn't mean I won't miss you and don't love you all the time ! Aku pergi Myspace baca semua ni pun menangis lah sial ! :"( Rindu sangat dah. Our dream of going to London and Paris is STILL on k babe ! :) Nanti kan kita belajar kat situ ! I pray and wish and hope for the very best for you kat UiTM nanti tau, Sarah. Dulu kita dua je yang tak baca apa pun lagi, tak buat apa homework pun hahahaha. Nak ponteng sekolah pun plan the night before. Tuition lagi lah hoho. I love you and I'm always here if you need anything. Harry Potter and Ronaldo &amp;lt;333333333333333 Hehehe. Sayang kau gila babi !!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Najihah jangan ingat aku tak lupa kau punya phone call malam malam buta 'WEIIIII SELENA COMMENT GAMBAR MYSPACE SIAL' pastu gelak macam haram !!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u5MjO0XOY-s/TdVC-sqIwSI/AAAAAAAACSk/D5WQYwaIdWE/s400/l-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608462555867037986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vdwF1A2hQEw/TdVA_mEaomI/AAAAAAAACSU/dotjgaEH1B4/s1600/Picture%2B15.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vdwF1A2hQEw/TdVA_mEaomI/AAAAAAAACSU/dotjgaEH1B4/s400/Picture%2B15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608460372254827106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawak lah kau niiiii ughhhhh hahahahahahaha. Time kita gaduh gaduh lah best. Bodoh tapi best. Hahaha. Ada lagi comment myspace lawak tapi takpe lah.. kenangan terindah. Message myspace lagi lah bodoh !!!!! Aku malu sial. Hehe lerp you !!!!! Nanti kita beryoutube ala Selena Demi lagi tau. Kau jangan eh delete video comel kita tu :@ Hahahahahaha &amp;lt;3 youuuuuuuuuu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fzCaKsIa8V0/TdVGI0D1jcI/AAAAAAAACS0/DUxcsTDWDdY/s1600/l-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fzCaKsIa8V0/TdVGI0D1jcI/AAAAAAAACS0/DUxcsTDWDdY/s400/l-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608466028187454914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ILA MUZAMIR. Gosh, grrrrrrl, I love you ! Hahahahaha. Then again, who doesn't ! You're my johnnnn, john ! Form 4 was such a good year, thanks to you ! Hehe. Fikir balik, we've been table mates since we were 15 ! A good solid 3 years ! I still love you and our john john times and where we would talk with Hafeez and Hafiz and they'll call us all sorts of names and our penyakit pusing belakang ke apa lah. But omg, I'm so glad I spent those times with you ! :) I really hope you get to study overseas or at least travel everywhere LIKE A BOSS. You deserve all the good things in the world, Ila. I hope you know that :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNF-WpfCMXQ/TdVClP88E2I/AAAAAAAACSc/6vFoX8BUfcw/s1600/l.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNF-WpfCMXQ/TdVClP88E2I/AAAAAAAACSc/6vFoX8BUfcw/s400/l.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608462118664541026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then we have Suraya who is just completely gorgeous in and out. Such a nice nice nice nice sweet heart, rasa macam tak fair ada orang so nice like her !!!!! I love you, Suraya !!!!! Again, I hope for nothing but the best for you because you just deserve it. Hands down ! I still remember our promise to go to each others weddings ! Hehehehehe. And keep me updated with ahem ahem and ahem ahem ! :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkMtq3PcJz4/TdVLp9dd57I/AAAAAAAACTU/Yshm6uSahAI/s1600/DSC_0761.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkMtq3PcJz4/TdVLp9dd57I/AAAAAAAACTU/Yshm6uSahAI/s400/DSC_0761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608472095204698034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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&gt;Dina Suraya, if you read this, I hope you know that you're the one who I feel like I owe the most to ! Because of everything, really. All the times you've willingly helped me with my Maths (and others) and when you listen to my problems and when you've made me laugh countlessly ! You're just so nice, it's insane ! Bila masuk UM nanti, there's no doubt that you're going to trump everyone in their studies and so effortlessly at that. Love you and everything about you ! So so so so happy and proud to call you as my friend :) &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;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho3xlG-5wRU/TdVJFmn1yLI/AAAAAAAACTE/ezdQVgaHuMI/s1600/DSC_1115.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho3xlG-5wRU/TdVJFmn1yLI/AAAAAAAACTE/ezdQVgaHuMI/s400/DSC_1115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608469271575644338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aimi, aku tak tahu kenapa you're always in awe of everyone padahal kau 10 kali lagi cantik lagi stylo milo teh tarik o' ! :") Kau selalu puji orang lain tapi tak pernah nak accept orang puji you. You're gorgeous !!!!!! Whatever you do in your life, I hope you excel ! Kau boleh sangat sangat sangat. Takat !@*!&amp;amp;@*(!@&amp;amp; boleh buat, kau mesti lah lagi terer merer ! Don't worry the small things. I'm going to miss your super long phone calls !!!!! Jangan lupa kita kita di sini k :p Once in a while, I'll call you and kita borak pasal everything again. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each and everyone of you deserve every inch of happiness in the world and I'm going to say a little prayer so that you'll get everything that you beautiful people deserve. It doesn't matter what and where this crazy world brings us, seeing how we're close close friends, satu pergi London, satu kat Russia ke, I'm still going to remember all the stupid stupid funny memories we've had and know that whatever happens, I still have you girls ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I love each and everyone of you. Just the bestest bunch of people I know. SO sappy and cliche and emosi but still ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE AND MORE AND MORE AND MORE LOVE TO ALL OF YOU LOVELY PEOPLE !!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : All embarrassing and ugly photos were highly intentional. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-3591354368672195082?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/3591354368672195082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=3591354368672195082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3591354368672195082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3591354368672195082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-girls-whom-i-forever-will-sayang.html' title='MY GIRLS WHOM I FOREVER WILL SAYANG'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ankLPt1WBXo/TdVJjgiORDI/AAAAAAAACTM/bMG2k-Tip4o/s72-c/DSC_0587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7879838060933754287</id><published>2011-05-10T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T04:32:25.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sydney Experience !</title><content type='html'>HI everyone (lol, what everyone??) ! I just got back from my 2 week stay in Sydney. LOVE THE WHOLE TRIP.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My flight to Sydney was at 9 in the morning so that's pretty early but I woke up from sleep pretty easy and with no fuss. It's usually like that when I'm anxious or excited. It happens during major exams (UPSR, PMR, SPM). Got to the airport and met Ayesha ! Also, when I checked in, my bag was 18.5 kg and maximum was 25. ZZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boarded the flight and sat next to a very very lovely Australian lady decked in an Indian-esque outfit. Before taxiing, I caught her actually crying. And I kinda contemplated on asking whether she's okay or not. But I didn't because what if she was really mean or embarrassed if I did ? Then I'll be stuck with an awkward seat neighbour for the next 8 hours. But we took off and she stopped crying and she turned out to be so lovely !! She was even so nice to show me how the movie on flight all worked since I had no idea (this trip was my first overseas one since 2004). She even said 'If you want to sleep on my shoulder, it is perfectly alright!' lol so nice luv her ! The flight took 8 hours and I had no motion sickness at all which is pretty amazing. Had nasi lemak on the flight and it was horrible ! Ugh. Watched some movies and TV shows to pass time. Finally arrived and it was about 640 by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak arrive pun and it has been quite a paragraph. This calls for POINT FORM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheng Lye's (Ayesha's brother) friend was at the airport pick up and he so kindly brought us home seeing how cab fare can be quite expensive. We ate at an Indonesian restaurant called IndoRasa which is super good. Ate quite a lot because I didn't much on the flight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayesha had a few days of holidays due to the Easter break so we went to Westfield Chatswood. My first day of shopping so I went a bit rambang mata. Bought some stuffs. Ok fine, a lot of stuffs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I'm not going to remember EVERY thing that happened, I mean, it WAS 2 weeks so I'm just going to highlight some things k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myers and David Jones is everywhere. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proudest moment was when I actually got on a bus, went all the way to Circular Quay. Walked to where Sydney Opera House and the Harbour Bridge was. Took photos and asked kind strangers to take ones of me (tourist-y of me). And went on to find the sightseeing bus by a bus station. Got myself a ticket and hopped on. Went around the city and saw some cool buildings. Sydney is beautiful ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hopped off at the Australian Musuem. After that, I walked across Hyde Park (which is also equally so lovely to walk around) and found myself back smack in the city. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked around but didn't bring much cash so before it got dark, I went to get myself a bus ticket and got on and went home. Like, dude, I don't dare get on a bus here in my very own country.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have I told you how gracious the people are there ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! My god, the sales assistants are like crazy nice. I don't want to bash my country but we Malaysians should learn something from them !!!!! Gawd.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The boys are so handsome but they don't even look at cha. And I'm like, bumping into them and I'll go 'Oh, I'm sorry !' and they're like 'Neah, it's alright' and I'm all like, 'OMG?!?!?!?!?' ........... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It got cold on some days though when I arrived, it wasn't as cold as I had made it up to be. I don't remember if I've mentioned this before or not...... ignore ! (This whole entire post is a draft from god knows when. Got lazy at times to continue so I'd save this into draft and continue days later so I don't remember what I've written)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought quite a number of things though I did bring back some cash with me so I couldn't have spent THAT much......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Ayesha, if you're reading this, I'd like to say thank you thank you thank you for letting me stay 2 weeks with you !!!! And to your brother as well for bringing us here and there as well as footing the bill on most occasions hehe :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to have a look at my photos, they're up on my Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7879838060933754287?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7879838060933754287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7879838060933754287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7879838060933754287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7879838060933754287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-sydney-experience.html' title='My Sydney Experience !'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7239164221052469058</id><published>2011-04-17T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T23:34:36.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinq/Cinque/Cinco/Fünf</title><content type='html'>The above title means five in French, Italian, Spanish and German.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm bored I'm going to this tag post that should very well occupy me for the next hour or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Things You Didn't Know About Me (or atleast I think you won't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love flowers. The brighter the colours are, the more I love 'em.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't expect me to know a whole list of Indie songs 'cause I got no clue. Not that much of a music enthusiast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't own a single hair product. So besides shampoo and conditioner, I do nothing to my hair. No mousse, spray, curling iron, straightener. Not even a comb or brush. So when I say it's au natural, I really do mean, au natural.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First celebrity crush ? Chad Michael Murray hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In order of what I most probably would shop for is tops, make-up, accessories, jeans, bags and shoes. I hate shoe shopping. It bores me to death ! And the thought of changing handbags is quite tiring by itself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Things I Find Overrated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rihanna and her songs. I don't need to hear 'Only Girl' for the billionth time, thanks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huge sunglasses ala Nicole Richie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tumblr girls. You know what I mean; long hair (preferably dip dyed), One Teaspoon shorts, crop tops, and all that good stuff. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lady Gaga. Her antics were okay in the beginning, then it got boring. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Autotune.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Things You'll Find In My Handbag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Blackberry. Team Blackberry #ftw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Chanel lipstick in 'Byzantin'. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oil blotter sheets.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plasters (you can never be too sure...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Compact mirror. Because it gets annoying when you're applying lipstick and you have to resort to things like a spoon to check your reflection.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Favourite Scenes in Movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;'I Say A Little Prayer For You' in My Best Friends Wedding. Rupert Everett = Best gay friend ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Cher picked out her outfit through a computer program in Clueless. It's 2011, people !!!! I want that computer program !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allie and Noah's boat ride amongst the abyss of white swans in The Notebook. So gorgeous. And kinda how I imagined Allie and Noah to meet again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the parents got in the hotwheels car in 'Honey, I Shrunk The Kids'. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Mary Poppins pulled out things from her bag. Hahahahehehe favourite ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Things In My Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Harry Potter books. Harry Potter &amp;gt; Twilight. Why is there still a debate ?!?!?!?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;A photo of my mum and I.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Real flowers from Hafiz and fake flowers from Ikea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;My prom ticket. Planning to frame it up. For good times sake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tons of fashion magazines. Mostly Teen Vogue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Guilty Pleasures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Patchi white milk chocolates.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber's 'Love Me' on repeat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long long looooong showers. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staying in PJ's the whole day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coca freakin' Cola.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Things I Miss Doing From My Childhood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching TV shows from Disney Channel and Nickelodeon. Arthur, Doug, Sagwa (I still can sing you the theme song), All That, Figure It Out, Totally Spies, Kenan And Kel, Madeline, Lizzie McGuire, That's So Raven, Rugrats, Hey Arnold, Are You Afraid Of The Dark, The Wild Thornberrys and all that good good stuff. I'm probably missing out a LOT more but this is what I can think off at the moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleepovers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Evenings sans internet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Petrosains hehehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cute clothes from LaSenza Girls and/or Girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Things I Get Annoyed With&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Incorrect spelling. I'm not exempted from spelling certain words wrong but I mean, before saying (READ: Tweeting) it, can't you go to Google and double check ? And you know, save yourself from the embarrassment. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This seems to be universal but guys carrying girls handbags. Guys, let's preserve your masculinity by not carrying your girlfriends handbag. It's not a pretty sight :( And girls, tak yah ler bawak handbag kalau tak nak pakai...................&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting. Punctuality is a rare trait now amongst mankind. And it's pissin' me off, homie ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who depend on other people. DO. IT. YOURSELF.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kids who have no respect for their parents. Also, bratty kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Things I Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food. And what I mean by that is nasi campur and sambal belacan. Preferably with cili padi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good read.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buying something you've been wanting for a long time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my age, actually. Such a pretty age to be. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7239164221052469058?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7239164221052469058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7239164221052469058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7239164221052469058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7239164221052469058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/04/cinqcinquecincofunf.html' title='Cinq/Cinque/Cinco/Fünf'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-3673636886773221382</id><published>2011-04-10T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T01:42:49.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-UW1gNYqcQ/TaKf7GXlRqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/zn-nD6Arv44/s1600/reducedfair.tumblr.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-UW1gNYqcQ/TaKf7GXlRqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/zn-nD6Arv44/s400/reducedfair.tumblr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594209524818200226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. I'm Nadia and I'm bored. I realised how bored I am when I tried blogging and couldn't come up with anything to blog about. Nothing. Nada ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I HAVE been doing is watching TV shows on my laptop, naps and evenings out with my mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I was in college/university now. Wish I was in UK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better yet, wish I was studying IN the UK. Determined to make it come true even if it takes me a while. It's not fair sometimes :( Some are already IN colleges and that's pretty much it for them. A year or two and they're off studying abroad. In a local university, it'll take much more time and much much much more effort. What with the scholarships and all. So envious of them who are already in private colleges :( They got the short cut. I mean, of course, it's the same, in the sense that we all have to study really hard but like, in local universities, it may take up to 4 years to finally get a place in a university overseas. Which sucks. Some are already going overseas next year ! I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't my parents comprehend how hard it is to get a scholarship. Especially one for a university abroad. ESPECIALLY one in UK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Privileged students shouldn't complain. Be grateful you're in a college already !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Hi Suraya ♥ I've been watching Modern Family and it's high larious ! Hahaha xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-3673636886773221382?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/3673636886773221382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=3673636886773221382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3673636886773221382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3673636886773221382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/04/yep.html' title='Yep;'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-UW1gNYqcQ/TaKf7GXlRqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/zn-nD6Arv44/s72-c/reducedfair.tumblr.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5960062995874162837</id><published>2011-04-04T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:48:05.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxygen Potassium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CduW40orDg/TZnaiqVm2gI/AAAAAAAACQ0/a34X4dohmug/s1600/fyeahangelli.tumbr.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CduW40orDg/TZnaiqVm2gI/AAAAAAAACQ0/a34X4dohmug/s400/fyeahangelli.tumbr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591740701372504578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start college/university now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired of being bored EVERY SINGLE DAY. Literally, all I do at home (when I've no plans) (which is basically every day since a majority of my friends are either in college/uni or working) is;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) wake up at about 9 or 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Go on Youtube for new videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Listen to my (very repetitive) songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Go downstairs to eat my lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Watch some TV shows repeats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Bathe (depends though, sometimes it'll be at 6, sometimes it'll be at 1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Go out with my mum 5ish for tea/early dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Home before Maghrib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Dinner (.. yeap)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) I'm on Facebook, Twitter, Youtube, Tumblr basically all the time and simultaneously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and repeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tettttttttttttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still want to so desperately enter KYUEM but with my results, it's almost impossible. But still, :"(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5960062995874162837?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5960062995874162837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5960062995874162837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5960062995874162837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5960062995874162837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/04/oxygen-potassium.html' title='Oxygen Potassium'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CduW40orDg/TZnaiqVm2gI/AAAAAAAACQ0/a34X4dohmug/s72-c/fyeahangelli.tumbr.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6689320523364570611</id><published>2011-03-31T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T10:41:38.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKapyvKs130/TZS8okUEtrI/AAAAAAAACQM/K2uK3R-U_bk/s1600/wisegirlslistenbutdontbelieve%253A%25250A%25250Athat%2Blooks%2Bperfect..jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKapyvKs130/TZS8okUEtrI/AAAAAAAACQM/K2uK3R-U_bk/s400/wisegirlslistenbutdontbelieve%253A%25250A%25250Athat%2Blooks%2Bperfect..jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590300442602288818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;UGH, isn't this so luxe and so comfortable right now ?!?!?!?!?!&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/4644933551390572142-6689320523364570611?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6689320523364570611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6689320523364570611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6689320523364570611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6689320523364570611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/ugh-isnt-this-so-luxe-and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKapyvKs130/TZS8okUEtrI/AAAAAAAACQM/K2uK3R-U_bk/s72-c/wisegirlslistenbutdontbelieve%253A%25250A%25250Athat%2Blooks%2Bperfect..jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7386611859421534521</id><published>2011-03-30T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T10:05:23.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcaBblz4y6Q/TZNiPApFx2I/AAAAAAAACQE/xUAQ-rtuETI/s1600/glamourhaus%253A%25250A%25250ABackstage%2Bat%2BLanvin%2BFW11%25250A.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcaBblz4y6Q/TZNiPApFx2I/AAAAAAAACQE/xUAQ-rtuETI/s400/glamourhaus%253A%25250A%25250ABackstage%2Bat%2BLanvin%2BFW11%25250A.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589919572506822498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided that I shall make a post on my March Favourites. I got this idea from the beauty guru's on Youtube and it's been going on since forever so I decided to do a blogpost on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You can't blame me for being horribly bored, I have not yet obtained my driving permit nor do I have college yet NOR do I work, so I'm home alone...... or at Starbucks reading my books)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March Favourites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i. Mitch Albom's 'The Five People You Meet In Heaven'. I always was contemplating whether I should get this book. It's quite pricey for a book so thin and small. But I was out with my Mum and we stopped at Borders because we were bored so I got it. It is SUCH a good read. I was bored and had nothing to do at like 1 in the morning and so I decided to read it and I couldn't stop reading it and was up til 4 am. I was 3/4 in and I had to put it down because I didn't want to be bored the next day. Are you understanding all this or are you just reading and going 'What the- ?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ii. Vaseline hand lotion. I have come to realise how I cannot live without this. I don't leave the house without it and that's the truf ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;iii. Jessie J. She's mad talented. Makes me think that there's something in the water in London that's making them sound so melodic. Favourite song of hers is Who You Are. So brill !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;iv. Perfumes. OBSESI. I've been smelling so many pretty scents nowadays. Thinking of getting a new perfume. I just had a whiff of the new Marc by Marc Jacobs perfume, the Eau So Fresh Daisy one. Soooooooooooo floraly and sunshine-y and makes me all girl-running-in-a-meadow-wearing-a-white-sundress happy. In other words, lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;v. Pretty Little Liars. I've watched all now and it's beyond good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;vi. Bright things. Zara wins with the most colour in their spring summer collection. I love it !!! I still love my dark and depressing colours but these new bright colours are so pretty to look at. I mean, seriously, pink pants ?!?!?!?!?! Rad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7 (lol cause I forgot what 7 is in Roman). The colour turqoise. I'm obsessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;K that's essentially it. Gonna resume watching Bones because it's (one of the) the best shows evaaaaah bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4644933551390572142-7386611859421534521?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7386611859421534521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7386611859421534521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7386611859421534521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7386611859421534521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/carnival.html' title='A Carnival'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcaBblz4y6Q/TZNiPApFx2I/AAAAAAAACQE/xUAQ-rtuETI/s72-c/glamourhaus%253A%25250A%25250ABackstage%2Bat%2BLanvin%2BFW11%25250A.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6376447690943043601</id><published>2011-03-25T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:02:59.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W8fSPiPGtU0/TYza0JuMXrI/AAAAAAAACPU/zAkPNEcOUzE/s1600/Picture%2B11.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W8fSPiPGtU0/TYza0JuMXrI/AAAAAAAACPU/zAkPNEcOUzE/s400/Picture%2B11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588081827157663410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realised how little pictures we have together. I have this photo framed and is on my study table :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Mama turned 43 this year !!! I'm blogging about this a day late (well not really because it's only 1:30 on the 26th March) but oh well, better late than never.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like everyone, I love my mother. She's such a lovely person, I mean, seriously so nice and warm, you can't help but be very comfortable in her presence. She's my ultimate best friend. I can tell her anything and everything without having to feel awkward. Well, duh. People say how it's weird to have your mother in school. Honestly, I love it ! Also because she and her students get along well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum is one of the few people I'd do anything for. I've told her numerous times that when I work and when I get enough money, I'll get her anything her heart desires and if that means anything from a brand new car or a diamond ring, then by all means, she will get it ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I pray, I pray for my parents good health and moga murah rezeki. I always doa for my siblings to have a good future as well as for me. This is all because I want my mum to have a good life in the future. I want her to enjoy her retirement with her kids being all well and brilliant. I owe everything to my mum who has done a lot (and I mean a LOT) for us and all that, tirelessly and willingly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biggest compliment for me was when Puan Nurhana noted how similar I was with my mum when I brought Rocky to Physics tuition and she said 'Macam mak dia, always bringing something for everyone'. And to know that I had some traits of my mum in me (without even me knowing), I'm a happy girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd tell you my mum is a generous, warm, loving, caring person and all that but I'd have to break out the dictionary (and thesaurus) for every nice adjective in there and it'll take me absolutely forever. Truly, sit down and have lunch with my mum and you'll love her. Imagine what 18 years does to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a sweet and lovely person my mother is and she, without a single doubt, deserves everything good in the world. I pray everyday that God blesses her and may she have the best life ahead and more birthdays to celebrate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My father couldn't be any luckier and I'm telling you right now that my siblings and I are so blessed to have a mother like mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Mama (if you're reading which I think you probably are),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we rarely exchange I Love You's and hugs and kisses, you should know that there is no second that goes by that I don't love you whole heartedly. And that the first thing I doa is your well being (as well as Papa's) and for a long life and for ALL of us to do well in our education so that we can make you proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Mama for everything you have done for not just me but everyone in this family. I'm beyond grateful to God for blessing us with a mother like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of love and hugs and kisses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadia x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-6376447690943043601?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6376447690943043601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6376447690943043601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6376447690943043601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6376447690943043601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/ma.html' title='Ma,'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W8fSPiPGtU0/TYza0JuMXrI/AAAAAAAACPU/zAkPNEcOUzE/s72-c/Picture%2B11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8262022055005546022</id><published>2011-03-23T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T09:29:29.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd March 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm so upset. Words can't describe. I can't help but feel so disappointed with myself. Also because I feel like I've disappointed my parents and my grandparents. I mean, I know I've done my ultimate best but it bothers me so much to know that what I call my 'best' is not good enough. I'm so heartbroken everytime I think about it. Like, literally. Tears well up everytime I think about not getting my straight A's. I was seriously hoping I'd do good so I can get some sort of scholarship to help me get into a good college. Parents have made it clear that they won't be paying for a private college. I'm so sad right now I think because I've always wanted to be in KYUEM. And it sucks to know chances are low. I feel like I still need to cry it out. Even if it takes a couple of days. I don't feel like seeing anyone though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has plans for all of us. Everything happens for a reason. Let me tell you right now that in the future, when I've settled in college/university, I'm going to look back on my SPM days and study 10 times more and push myself more. This is my own personal promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to cry it all out. Even if it means not seeing anyone for a while. Even if it means my eyes will be too swollen for the next few days. I need to get it out for my system for me to be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also going to do well in the future because God damn it, I deserve it ! &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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S : I can't tell you how much I'm so proud of my girls (and boys) on their excellent results. Dina, I'm so happy for you tau tak because you're such a sweetheart and you deserve all the good things in the world ! Thank you for helping me with my studies (even if it took a lot of patience), may God bless you now and always ! And my lovely table mate of 3 years, Ila. Seriously, in my eyes, you did just as well as them who got straight A's. I'm not even kidding you. You worked SO hard it only makes perfect sense that you got what you got. SO SO SO deserving. Wishing you both such a bright future and for every good things to happen to both of you. Makes me so proud to call you both my good friends :") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also to my other friends. You know what, it doesn't matter. 2A's or 10A's. God has a plan for all of us, none forgotten. We may not see it now but it's there. Let's be better. It's not the end of the world. If anything, it's a good thing. Because then, we'll be looking back on this day and remember what we got and we'll work harder. Push ourselves more and be the ultimate best we can be. There's nothing stopping us damn it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8262022055005546022?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8262022055005546022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8262022055005546022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8262022055005546022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8262022055005546022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/23rd-march-2011.html' title='23rd March 2011'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-295259420226255713</id><published>2011-03-18T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:38:19.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JYeZUl9tuc/TYWO7ldZLsI/AAAAAAAACPE/3jnRBhvX9R0/s1600/nlovesfashion.tumblr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JYeZUl9tuc/TYWO7ldZLsI/AAAAAAAACPE/3jnRBhvX9R0/s400/nlovesfashion.tumblr.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586028067141791426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to fashion, I love make-up. And mermaids and the colour pink.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's besides the point. SUPER stoked that Malaysia will have its very own Sephora (Lim Jia Wen, get excited with me!!) ! Said to be opening end of April, early May sorta thing. And I've seen some photos and there'll be Urban Decay and holy shmoly of cosmetics, Soap and Glory !!!!!!!!! I'm crossing my fingers for Nars to come in !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results coming next Wednesday. I feel sick in my stomach haahahaha. I've had dreams regarding my results. And by far, it is the MOST recurring (don't know if that's even grammatically correct) dream. Geez Louise. No high hopes but I'm crossing my fingers so hard that it'll break that I get more than 5 ? I don't know. I'll be all sorts of devastated if it's below 5. LOL to make matters worst, result day falls on my grandfathers birthday. Um..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep recalling my SPM days and trying to think how I did (I even resorted reading my old blog posts and my SPM review to partially calm myself). How do I tell my folks that SPM isn't the end of the world ? I mean, they are a LOT of people who didn't do well and they're just fine in university/college. Heck, some are doing (very) well. Maybe I should do a presentation with pie charts and all.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to disappoint anyone. Particularly myself. Because I've studied and I did my best. But I'm so scared OMGHHKP. I wonder what college/uni I'll go to after that.... Hopefully a good one -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&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/4644933551390572142-295259420226255713?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/295259420226255713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=295259420226255713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/295259420226255713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/295259420226255713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-do.html' title='I Do'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JYeZUl9tuc/TYWO7ldZLsI/AAAAAAAACPE/3jnRBhvX9R0/s72-c/nlovesfashion.tumblr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7687363491535973990</id><published>2011-03-16T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T08:29:03.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Najihah xox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasion.com/" title="make gif animation"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.picasion.com/pic39/e0cdb72f6d8a11a5bd1e1a7477d9f925.gif" width="125" height="94" border="0" alt="make gif animation" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing to do so I made a .gif of Najihah and I. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7687363491535973990?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7687363491535973990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7687363491535973990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7687363491535973990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7687363491535973990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/make-animated-gifs-online.html' title='Najihah xox'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4548630378920507588</id><published>2011-03-13T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T09:46:24.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xs and Os</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqUk6uBRcVw/TXzxh5KJ6TI/AAAAAAAACOs/ESH8UpI4Rjo/s1600/rosie-huntington-whiteley.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqUk6uBRcVw/TXzxh5KJ6TI/AAAAAAAACOs/ESH8UpI4Rjo/s400/rosie-huntington-whiteley.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583603202613963058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What. Up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rate of Productivity for this week = 0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've coloured my hair though. Had some highlights in. Picked 2 colours - purple and brown. Know that both colours were in a dark shade and you can hardly see the purple. I still like it though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out with my friends (amazing what a blog post can do hahahaha). Watched Beastly and I Am Number Four. I don't remember if I've mentioned that before though.. excuse me if I did. I seriously want to watch The Adjustment Bureau. EMILY BLUNT FTW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Emily Blunt, Michael Buble's concert just ended. And I'm not there. What even ? Parents got last minute tickets so they went instead. I'm kinda disappointed because I've said (many many times) that I'd SO SO SO go to his concert if given the chance. Sad. I guess I'll see him some other time (LOL mcm kenal). But seriously........ SO SAD I COULDN'T GO. I freaking love him.... :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still a concert virgin so don't laugh TOO hard. It's not my scene. But damn son, I WANTED TO GO TO BUBLE'S CONCERT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K this was yet another useless and pointless post. I just wanted to post up a photo of Rosie Huntington-Whiteley doing her silly face and still managed to look seriously stunning. I do it and I'm just like 'You know what, don't even'.&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/4644933551390572142-4548630378920507588?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4548630378920507588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4548630378920507588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4548630378920507588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4548630378920507588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/xs-and-os.html' title='Xs and Os'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqUk6uBRcVw/TXzxh5KJ6TI/AAAAAAAACOs/ESH8UpI4Rjo/s72-c/rosie-huntington-whiteley.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5688743945765966154</id><published>2011-03-08T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T09:00:21.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignored.</title><content type='html'>I feel forgotten. By all my friends, really. No one really bothers with anything anymore. Everyone is busy with everything. Some, I haven't spoken to since school ended. Some, I've grown distant with. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even with my sisters. I ask Tania if she wants to go out MULTIPLE times and the first thing she'll say is No. And she comes up with excuses. It gets frustrating because it's like I'm the only one making an effort.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one bothers calling me up anymore. Aidit called me the other day and I was quite excited because I haven't heard nor seen the boys in the longest time and all he could ask was 'Eh, can you text me Hafiz's number?'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like my friends are slowly depleting. Til one day, they're all just gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my friends. But it's as if none of them misses me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5688743945765966154?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5688743945765966154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5688743945765966154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5688743945765966154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5688743945765966154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/ignored.html' title='Ignored.'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7237295824334962586</id><published>2011-03-08T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T08:35:42.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here come the ladies,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySE8BtwSSyQ/TXZSij4aFnI/AAAAAAAACOc/46Q4Y-BmMKw/s1600/Picture%2B11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySE8BtwSSyQ/TXZSij4aFnI/AAAAAAAACOc/46Q4Y-BmMKw/s400/Picture%2B11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581739541873170034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bored out of my mind. But hey, what else is new ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I literally just stayed in bed the whole day. Reason being I woke up with this huge headache and nausea that couldn't be ignored. And it certainly wasn't the kind that would disappear after I eat or something. I know this would be too much information but in the end, I did get sick. Real sick. Disgusting. I haven't been sick in the longest time. I'm quite fortunate in the sense that I hardly get sick. I daresay, I might get sick like, once a year ? Which is pretty healthy for someone who doesn't practice exercises or eat good healthy food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY. So yes, that's what I did today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though my weekend was pretty good. Spent both days with my friends because we were helping out with Hafeez's sisters wedding. Which was pretty fun because we were all there. Most of us, I mean. Saturday, we were at Shah Alam. And on Sunday, we were in KL at the Dewan Merak Kayangan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many movies to watch now ! Like, Beastly, The Fighter, Adjustment Bureau and No Strings Attached. Maybe I shall watch them tomorrow. Atleast one of them lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously want to colour my hair. A streak of lilac or light pink. I haven't had the chance to and I get the feeling no one would be able to do it.... Keaton from Organic won't colour my hair pun !!! Saying it'll damage it more :( Sad.&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/4644933551390572142-7237295824334962586?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7237295824334962586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7237295824334962586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7237295824334962586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7237295824334962586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/here-come-ladies.html' title='Here come the ladies,'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySE8BtwSSyQ/TXZSij4aFnI/AAAAAAAACOc/46Q4Y-BmMKw/s72-c/Picture%2B11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-202651863913664037</id><published>2011-03-03T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T09:10:19.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Do Not Care For My Exam Results</title><content type='html'>It's as if I can't do what I want. &lt;div&gt;It's as if my dreams are actually laughable to some people. Some people I care the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's as if it doesn't matter what I want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad has clearly told me that he won't be paying for college and that I should be depending on scholarships. Memang senang is it to get scholarships ? Last time I checked, they were only given to offsprings to the likes of Newton and Einstein. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can everyone just stop being so hopeful and ambitious about my SPM results ? I mean, seriously lah, let's get realistic. Memang harapan lah nak dapat 9A++++ kan !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then stop hoping for that scholarship to come knocking on the door can ? Ugh. Annoys me to no apparent end when people bring up SPM results. I don't give a damn when it's coming. It can come whenever it wants. I don't really want to know jugak. Those who want to know and are anxious to find out how they did probably already know by now that they're getting straight A's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, what if I don't do well ? What happens then ? Am I not going to college at all ? Is that how it works ? Since, y'know, I'm not getting scholarships and all. I'm not trying to be the sucky pessimist but COME ON, PEOPLE. Can you stop it with your 'So what are you going to do with your 10 As nanti ?'. It just saddens me because I feel like I won't be able to reach your expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, please. Stop it. Stop with the high expectations. Stop with the 'I won't be paying your college fees'. Stop with the 'What do you want to do?' and then when I say what I want to do, people look at me differently and suggest something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAST TIME I CHECKED, THIS LIFE IS MINE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting under my skin. I'm so envious with people who HAVE started college already. It's like SPM results don't really matter anymore because they're in a good school already. In my case, I'm depending on my results and well, we'll see how that goes lah kan ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kerja kat Topshop lah seumur hidup like this.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-202651863913664037?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/202651863913664037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=202651863913664037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/202651863913664037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/202651863913664037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-i-do-not-care-for-my-exam-results.html' title='How I Do Not Care For My Exam Results'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5907203412354721003</id><published>2011-02-27T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:21:23.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Omk2Ci82tMw/TWqV505hFhI/AAAAAAAACOE/ROEEWfP96to/s1600/Picture%2B5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Omk2Ci82tMw/TWqV505hFhI/AAAAAAAACOE/ROEEWfP96to/s400/Picture%2B5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578435909136750098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today notes the end of February '11. WTF 2 months in already ?!?!?!?!&lt;div&gt;Shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things I Am Obsessing For The Month Of February&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Polo mints. They are so hard to find ! I'm seriously obsessed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burlesque soundtrack. Christina Aguilera can do no wrong in my book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perfumes. I don't know but I just feel the need to spray every perfume there is in the department store on me. Thinking of buying a new one. I absolutely LOVE Lancome's Miracle and Ralph Lauren's 'Romance'. Been spraying Tania's Chanel a lot. I FREAKING LOVE THAT SCENT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eyeshadows. I love make-up and I'm ever so grateful for a Mac store in OU. The girls there have been acquainted to me and the guy has even given me a sample home for free !! Hehe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glee + Gossip Girl. Have been ditching Pretty Little Liars because I hate Aria and Ezra hahaha. Glee is ace now ! Gossip Girl too. Dan + Blair such an unexpected couple but they're surprisingly cute together. Of course, I'm still a Chuck + Blair fan(atic). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nail polish ! I have Topshop's 'Gone Fishing' on now. It's a turqoise colour, one close to Chanel's Jade I think ? Yeah. I still love 'My Private Jet' though. GORJEZ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Casey Abrams. Fanfreakingtastic. Him FTW !!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the boys :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4644933551390572142-5907203412354721003?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5907203412354721003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5907203412354721003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5907203412354721003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5907203412354721003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/favourites.html' title='Favourites'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Omk2Ci82tMw/TWqV505hFhI/AAAAAAAACOE/ROEEWfP96to/s72-c/Picture%2B5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-3534361693928285617</id><published>2011-02-27T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:02:14.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit Of Naughty Is A Little Bit Of Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1IKhLQd5wA/TWqGuvMLERI/AAAAAAAACN8/xwfEm_xC8tE/s1600/tumblr_ku0a3u1UOR1qa7j5vo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1IKhLQd5wA/TWqGuvMLERI/AAAAAAAACN8/xwfEm_xC8tE/s400/tumblr_ku0a3u1UOR1qa7j5vo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578419225951408402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P1d32u2ckk/TWqGuJRk3tI/AAAAAAAACN0/s3BeExB89Mg/s1600/72010AndiJordan_8047Web.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P1d32u2ckk/TWqGuJRk3tI/AAAAAAAACN0/s3BeExB89Mg/s400/72010AndiJordan_8047Web.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578419215773523666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nygv2El0waU/TWpiwsazXKI/AAAAAAAACNk/AYEc4HwfnzA/s1600/tumblr_l4nit6cM8c1qb66x9o1_1280.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nygv2El0waU/TWpiwsazXKI/AAAAAAAACNk/AYEc4HwfnzA/s400/tumblr_l4nit6cM8c1qb66x9o1_1280.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578379677148601506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To Najihah and Dina ; Patutnya macam ni lah kita !!!!!!!!!!! Haih.... sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My weekend was full of good good things ! On Saturday, I went out with my lovely 6 bestfriends to OU (of course). Met up with Najihah first since she was already there. Walked around aimlessly and Dina called. Met up with her and was chatting and we were seriously just about to go and sit somewhere else while waiting for the others to come when we got stopped by a Chinese man with a photographer and a lady with some papers. Asked us if they could take photos of us for snax. LOL LAWAK PLEASE. Couldn't stop laughing because we were horribly nervous and excited hahahahahaha. Najihah especially. The guy who was nice enough to tolerate our unusual behaviour and laughed with us even showed us our pictures so that we could have another go and not look so horrible. Out of all days, my fringe sucked and I just ate breakfast so I had a really weird tummy. And I was wearing a crop top........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we had to write down our names and where we got our parts of our outfit from. We were still quite amused later on.. no actually, even now. Settled for a Robot Sushi lunch. When the rest came, Najihah still got excited and showed the rest about the flyer we got hahahahahaha. Padahal kita sama je excited hahaha. Jakun sebab first time and probably the last if we go on again like this............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had a good time laughing and recalling memories from our Form 3 days. Our outing was basically spent there. Went out at a little past 4 and went to search for Dreamworld only to find out that it was closed :"( Sad stuff. But Najihah and I managed to find one booth atas kat tempat Daytona. So we went there. And regretted. Hahaha. I laughed so hard because it was the 6 of us trying to fit in that tiny frame. Had to squeeze and stuff. Dahlah so panas. Got a real sweat session from that. And it was so... susah. It's a good thing the normal ones from Dreamworld had a time limit and quite timely. This had no time limit. You can even 'reshoot' -_______- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It didn't print after that. So had to call the guy and he fixed it. Photos printed. And it was.. ok ? The quality was what you would expect an RM8 booth will give you. ALL IN ALL, I had an awesome timeeeeee :') I miss all these outings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then today (I still count it as a Sunday as it is only 2 hours past midnight) I went out with my Mum. Went to Gardens to watch a movie.  Reached there and booked tickets. Went to Megamall as we had to buy a rice cooker since ours broke (I know right, exciting stuff that you just HAVE to read on and on!!!!!!!). SO many people. Had lunch at Chillis. The guy seemed to recognize us because as we were finishing lunch, he asked my mum 'Akak selalu pergi yang OU punya branch kan? Saya dari yang tu lah, tapi dah pindah sini' in which my mum said OH HA AH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. Let's move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watched Burlesque. UGH SOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dance = Brilliant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Songs = The kind you just had to dance along to if you heard it. Needless to say, we got the soundtrack when we passed 'Rock Corner'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clothes = Divine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Make-Up = Gorgeous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christina Aguilera's voice = Stellar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Cam Gigandet was the icing on top of the cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SRSLY NOW !!!! I don't mind watching it again. Maybe I should go alone so that way I can dance in my seat and no one would mind....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;K ciao bella babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-3534361693928285617?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/3534361693928285617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=3534361693928285617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3534361693928285617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3534361693928285617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-bit-of-naughty-is-little-bit-of.html' title='A Little Bit Of Naughty Is A Little Bit Of Nice'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1IKhLQd5wA/TWqGuvMLERI/AAAAAAAACN8/xwfEm_xC8tE/s72-c/tumblr_ku0a3u1UOR1qa7j5vo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-9097101528105054725</id><published>2011-02-21T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T22:15:20.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Isn't Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10VpnHEHXfU/TWNNnQPCSqI/AAAAAAAACNU/tet1LCKA04o/s1600/2842061452.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10VpnHEHXfU/TWNNnQPCSqI/AAAAAAAACNU/tet1LCKA04o/s400/2842061452.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576386100383074978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just posted this photo because I love Behati Prinsloo. LUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, nothing interesting or groundbreaking has been happening therefore the lack of blogposts. I wish I could have traveled around for a bit :( I'd love to. My grandmother asked me if I wanted to follow her to Perth in which I had to turn down because I wasn't really up for it seeing how it IS summer there. I've had enough of it here as it is ! Bloody hot but the evenings are nice, cooling and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I read somewhere that Adele's 'Someone Like You' went up the charts after her performance at the Brit Awards. Listened to it before but it was in the background and I wasn't really paying attention to it. This time, I googled the lyrics to this song and listened while reading it. Couldn't believe the impact it had on me and had me crying 4 lines in ! So absurd and dramatic lah but it's so good ! I've had the good fortune to not have been heartbroken and this song is all about the broken hearted. The one who introduced her at the Brit Awards said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you've ever had a broken heart, you're about to remember it now"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEARS, I TELL YOU, TEARS ! First performance to have moved me to tears. Brilliant ! Adele actually cried after her performance which just made me cried harder. To have known that the lyrics to this song carried a meaning to her and it's real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a comment in there too that said 'Bet Rihanna was embarrassed to perform after Adele who doesn't need to sell sex to get attention and can sing.' Truest thing I've seen all week. Rihanna can't sing for guts and she's hogging the radio waves. Like, seriously, GTFO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-9097101528105054725?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/9097101528105054725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=9097101528105054725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9097101528105054725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9097101528105054725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-isnt-over.html' title='It Isn&apos;t Over'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10VpnHEHXfU/TWNNnQPCSqI/AAAAAAAACNU/tet1LCKA04o/s72-c/2842061452.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8064961270986456454</id><published>2011-02-21T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T09:40:09.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just On The Night Like The Fourth Of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQBrwuaU_lo/TWKdr26LFdI/AAAAAAAACNM/C9mjEZuGSDw/s1600/Picture%2B8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQBrwuaU_lo/TWKdr26LFdI/AAAAAAAACNM/C9mjEZuGSDw/s400/Picture%2B8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576192665437541842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photographed by the brilliant Tommy Ton during the London Fashion Week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bungkus satu ni ? Thanks x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8064961270986456454?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8064961270986456454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8064961270986456454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8064961270986456454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8064961270986456454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-on-night-like-fourth-of-july.html' title='Just On The Night Like The Fourth Of July'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQBrwuaU_lo/TWKdr26LFdI/AAAAAAAACNM/C9mjEZuGSDw/s72-c/Picture%2B8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8268476665648505069</id><published>2011-02-15T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T09:44:47.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTPKYrh4PuI/TVwMpdf2XmI/AAAAAAAACM8/OYQwuIs8UhY/s1600/tumblr_lcrq39Y2VB1qza6uyo1_400.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTPKYrh4PuI/TVwMpdf2XmI/AAAAAAAACM8/OYQwuIs8UhY/s400/tumblr_lcrq39Y2VB1qza6uyo1_400.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574344345210216034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I remember most about my childhood is probably my love for Mary-Kate and Ashley. Next to Disney and Nickelodeon cartoons.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But otherwise, Mary-Kate and Ashley. I STILL love them. A lot. I remember when I was around 9-10, I'd ask my mum for Mary-Kate and Ashley books for my birthday. I still have them with me because if I were to throw them away, I'd probably won't ever see them again seeing how book stores have none now. BEST BOOK SERIES EVER ! I remember being so ecstatic to go to Kinokuniya at KLCC just 'cause I'd come out of there with 2 books in hand. If I'm lucky, I'd probably get 3 at once ! I have a vast collection of books and CDs and I'd get my hands on anything that is theirs. I also remember getting clothes from their brand when my mum went to Australia and she bought them for me since we get none here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite book series of theirs were probably the 'My Sweet Sixteen' collection. My favourite movie of theirs were probably 'It Takes Two' as well as a bunch more. Best gila nak mati punya best !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm 18 now and my admiration and love for the twins still is intact. I got their Influence book which I thought was brilliant ! I still look up to them though they can dress quite awfully. I can set them apart when people can't. I just love them. I do aspire to be like them; having the whole empire thing going on and their ever expanding clothing lines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now. It has been the ultimate dream of mine to have a brand. To build an empire from the ground up like how some people you see on Forbes (lol). I want to do thatttt. But I don't know what I should study now to lead me to that. Maybe business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. Fact #4827 is that I love Mary-Kate and Ashley. A lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8268476665648505069?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8268476665648505069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8268476665648505069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8268476665648505069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8268476665648505069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/mka.html' title='MKA'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTPKYrh4PuI/TVwMpdf2XmI/AAAAAAAACM8/OYQwuIs8UhY/s72-c/tumblr_lcrq39Y2VB1qza6uyo1_400.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-9013966062080221071</id><published>2011-02-14T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:09:16.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcrzupvy4jQ/TVjixd1wzfI/AAAAAAAACMs/xAoXCuowOLY/s1600/this.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcrzupvy4jQ/TVjixd1wzfI/AAAAAAAACMs/xAoXCuowOLY/s400/this.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573453878322580978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too good not to be on this blog. I love this Toby Walters guy to have owned up to this girl (read : BITCH). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BURN, BABY, BURN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-9013966062080221071?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/9013966062080221071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=9013966062080221071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9013966062080221071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/9013966062080221071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/well.html' title='WELL'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcrzupvy4jQ/TVjixd1wzfI/AAAAAAAACMs/xAoXCuowOLY/s72-c/this.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6311029845942041078</id><published>2011-02-13T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:00:56.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bieber</title><content type='html'>I'm not a humongous fan like how some people are but I'm not a hater. And I don't understand why people are.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You hate Bieber, yes ? Have you asked yourself why ? What is it about him that is SO horrible to you that you just want to kill the guy ? I watched him on Youtube WAY before he got his superstardom and I liked him. I still do however I'm not a fanatic. I still catch myself humming to his song at times. His voice is good and for you lot who thinks he has a girl voice. Um. I don't see it ? Even so, it comes with age kan ? I bet your brother or even you if you're a boy, had (or probably still has) a high pitched voice. In all honesty, when people say he has a girl voice, I seriously don't see it. I seriously cannot. And besides, since when were you ever a music critic ? I don't see any awards with you let alone any label/position that enables you to be so judgmental of one's voice. You don't like it, then let it be. Why do you have to go out of your way to be so vocal about your hatred towards the guy ? Why do you have to spam comments on Youtube saying he's (insert swear word here) and non talented ? If you don't like the guy so much, just shrug it off and go on with life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And please, to those who said he hasn't reached puberty, since when are you so concerned on whoever has reached their puberty or not ? Kepochs lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's probably what humors me most about the haters. They have this need to put people down so they can feel so superior. To my knowledge, I don't think Justin Bieber has done anything to anyone that has made them angry. I don't think he has been bullying you, has he ? Has he been taking your lunch money ? Killed your dog ? What is wrong with you, people ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think he looks gay ? Since when has a look become 'gay' ? He's quite a handsome boy for his age. None to my taste but nevertheless, he's quite cute. I'd never pen someone as gay because 'gay' doesn't describe a persons look, does it ? Does it mean ugly ? No, it doesn't. Quite rather, it's the opposite. Does it mean good looking ? If you have a legit description of how 'gay' looks, PLEASE don't hesitate to tell me more. Enlighten me ! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, I am no Believer but I have nothing against the guy. I don't understand why people are hating him SO much. He is just a teenage boy who's trying to do what he has always wanted to do. He's chasing his OWN dream. You won't like it if you were doing something you LOVE to do and have people doing their ultimate best to bash you up, I assume ? I mean, who wants that ? Unfortunately for Justin, he is where he is now and can't help it to just swallow up people's hurtful comments not just in America but all over the world. I'm actually glad he has kajillion fans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To haters all over the world, do me a favour (because it really is pissing me off) and try, I know it's hard since it's all you ever do anyway, to channel all that hatred to something more useful please ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth to the matter is, whatever you say or do, Bieber is kinda on top of the world (or America) and you can't do anything about it. Being an ultimate hater makes you just as bad as those who you can't stand - the Beliebers themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-6311029845942041078?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6311029845942041078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6311029845942041078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6311029845942041078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6311029845942041078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/bieber.html' title='Bieber'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7154359701066939203</id><published>2011-02-09T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T06:52:06.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVLr1W__dBI/AAAAAAAACMk/SVzUn4rYMgI/s1600/2930576753.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVLr1W__dBI/AAAAAAAACMk/SVzUn4rYMgI/s400/2930576753.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571774990950298642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to blog in the middle of the night. For example, 2:55 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Bored of me yet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent my day watching Glee's episode on Valentine which was quite sweet. Artie's take on PYT was so go000OOO00d. Loved it ! As well as Blaine's 'When I Get You Alone'. DAMN SON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then naturally, I went out with Mum for tea/early dinner. Settled for Devi's. Ate roti telur and my maggi goreng YUM. Then went to fetch Tania from tuition. EXCITING STUFF AIN'T THIS ?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I watched what seems to be one of my favourite movies now; Never Let Me Go starring ANDREW GARFIELD (cue Nadia shrieks), Carey Mulligan and Keira Knightley. Can I just say how much I love this movie ? Granted, it can be a bit slow at parts but I thought the story line was so crazy good. I'm so looking forward to get the novel now. I didn't expect it to be so heartbreaking but it was and I was just there, bawling ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who have watched it, you should and would understand what I'm about to ramble on but if you haven't (and you should if you're like one for the dramas instead of the romantic comedy), I suggest you to just ignore this part here. So anyway, I just thought the whole movie to be really just, sad. I mean, how horrible is it to have created for the good of other people and not for yourself. Particularly heartbreaking when Tommy and Kathy went for a deferral and got denied. I was just so sad to see how Tommy was very excited at the idea that he could spend more time with the girl he was more in love with but got rejected instead. UGH EMOSI. And it was so despairing to see the scene where he just got out of the car and screamed and letting go and seeing Kathy come out of the car and just hugged him in where ultimately, Tommy succumbed to his emotions and broke down in Kathy's arm. YOU BET YOUR 50 BUCKS I CRIED LIKE THERE WAS NO TOMORROW. Bloody emotional siot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok moving on. Super serious I can't wait to get my hands on the novel. Definitely made it onto my favourite movies list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mind starting college. I'm simply that bored. I mean, it could be kinda fun to be in a new environment and making new friends. If anything, making new friends would be kinda awesome as of now. If I had all the money in the world, I would ask to be in a college/university overseas like.. right now. LOL. For the time being, I just kinda want to go travel. I'm spending my first weeks as an 18 year old girl, cooped up in my room and Youtubing every freaking thing there is to Youtube. Let's hope for some progress come March. And no, I refuse to believe any sort of news regarding the SPM results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok let's tidur now. I LOVE ANDREW GARFIELD AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH kbye x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Andrew has a girlfriend btw. Um. And he's bestfriend is Robert Pattinson who, if you might recall, I had this humongous bigger than life crush on. AHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/p/s : Hi Jan :) rindu please ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7154359701066939203?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7154359701066939203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7154359701066939203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7154359701066939203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7154359701066939203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/young-x.html' title='Young x'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVLr1W__dBI/AAAAAAAACMk/SVzUn4rYMgI/s72-c/2930576753.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-215441893768522514</id><published>2011-02-08T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:22:23.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVFVuif7qKI/AAAAAAAACMU/GAFEhWOidqY/s1600/2hp3o05.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVFVuif7qKI/AAAAAAAACMU/GAFEhWOidqY/s400/2hp3o05.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571328472057096354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just came back from Nirwana Maju, Bangsar. LOVE that place. I'm eating way too much rice. This afternoon, I ate like, 3 plates of rice. And then rice again at night. I LOVE ME SOME RICE !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For fun, I'm going to list things I'm obsessed with at the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Andrew Garfield Andrew Garfield Andrew Garfield Andrew Garfield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Glee's rendition of Bills, Bills, Bills and When I Get You Alone. Both sung by Darren Criss a.k.a. Blaine a.k.a. Kurt's CUTE gay friend from Dalton Academy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Topshop make-up. Yep. Biased kut sebab it's cheaper than any other make-up line (ahem Mac, BOBBI BROWN). In order for me to buy it, I have been making frequent trips to KLCC with the help of Hafiz hahaha. I have so far, 3 lipsticks, a blusher, a skin tint, 4 eye crayons, 6 nail polishes, face wipes, 3 eye kohls and an eyeshadow. The girls working there are lovely !! One of them is my age and is going to Australia to study architecture. LOL borak summore ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Twitter. Well, d'uh. It doesn't help when I have it on my Blackberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Nail polishes. I have dark blue now on my nails courtesy of Topshop's 'Voltage'. Ordered O.P.I's My Private Jet and Tickle My France-y. Hopefully my mum's friend overseas can help me out in bringing the American Apparel polishes. I. LOVE. THEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Youtube. Seriously, that's the first thing I do now. Even before Facebook......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My Kiehl's moisturizer. Paid big bucks on that and so worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. The colour lilac. SRSLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Andrew Garfield Andrew Garfield Andrew Garfield !! So much so that I actually dreamt of him. I was showering and he was outside (I don't know why nor do I care) and he handed me a towel when I was done showering. HNNNGGGGGUMFFFFFF I LOVE HIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok end of blog post. I will now grant you people a picture of Andrew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVIkPr8zb5I/AAAAAAAACMc/sR7pUALpSzA/s1600/andrew-garfield.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVIkPr8zb5I/AAAAAAAACMc/sR7pUALpSzA/s400/andrew-garfield.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571555540925116306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He IS Californian based but he moved to England when he was 4 so he has that English accent I'm so in love with. Doesn't technically make him British but let's just pretend he is.&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/4644933551390572142-215441893768522514?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/215441893768522514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=215441893768522514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/215441893768522514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/215441893768522514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/02/garfield.html' title='Garfield'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TVFVuif7qKI/AAAAAAAACMU/GAFEhWOidqY/s72-c/2hp3o05.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7157930802897559806</id><published>2011-01-31T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T21:10:46.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partying Up In Paris x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUcK8jD-hTI/AAAAAAAACL4/ThEBZMsbghQ/s1600/bitchitssunday%253A%25250A%25250Afrockeduphippie%253A%25250A%25250Ajetblackheart%253A%25250A%25250A%2528via%2Bribbonsofeuphoria-%252C%2Bjakima%2529.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUcK8jD-hTI/AAAAAAAACL4/ThEBZMsbghQ/s400/bitchitssunday%253A%25250A%25250Afrockeduphippie%253A%25250A%25250Ajetblackheart%253A%25250A%25250A%2528via%2Bribbonsofeuphoria-%252C%2Bjakima%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568431499587257650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, hello non-existent readers. Bored out of my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hafiz took me out yesterday to KLCC and Pavilion. Watched The Green Hornet. Was ok though he reckoned it was good but meh. Twas just alright. Bought some stuffs. As usual, headed on to the make-up section at Topshop. Bought another crayon (call me obsessed but I freaking love them !), another kohl, a lipstick (this time in Beguiled), and nail polish in Galactic. I can't seem to stop buying them. Serious major uber mad love. Not only are they affordable (do I sound like a commercial yet ?), but they're actually quite good. Bought their face wipes a.k.a. make-up remover though quite reluctant as I just love my Biore ones but they were surprisingly pleasant to use. They smell amazing and they get rid of my make-up quite good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying out some things and this one sale assistant, whom on my previous trip to Topshop my lovely mother told her she looked like a singer, remembered me and was all friendly and asked if I was Chinese. Um.. no ? I actually think it's quite flattering but honestly, I have no resemblance to a Chinese at all. She told me it was 'cause I had Chinese looking eyes. LOL. Ah well, she was nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went into Miu Miu. I still LOVE that patented leather wallet in black with pink lining. It is divine. The bow in front makes it all the better. Thought the heavy price tag crushed my dreams of owning one. But God, it's lovely !! Moving on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Pavilion after that. And as per usual, made my rounds in Topshop. Same clothes (also the fact that I was not going to eat anything for dinner if I were to spend my last dime on some top I probably don't need) and then we went to check show times at GSC. Got tickets for Green Hornet and honestly, what a rip-off it is that they only have it in 3D. I really don't like 3D. In fact, I had my 3D glasses off. Made watching so much pleasurable. Gah, everything is in 3D now. What happened to good ol' 2D movies. There's even a 3D blusher at Benefit. I asked the sales assistant what that actually meant and she was explaining some thing which seriously ran off topic, probably trying to cover the fact that she too didn't understand. I mean, aren't we already 3D ? Whatever. Benefit's overpriced anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh then we went to eat at La Bodega. FAVOURITE. PLACE. EVER. Seriously now. I can't even. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home shortly after the movie. Weather was nice and cool due to the rain that went on the whole day ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onto a whole different topic, thinking of dying my hair. The only thing that's stopping me is that I'm worried my hair will just get even drier and more coarse. Thinking of giving it a go though. Hm.. quite torn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite missing my friends. Some of whom are working, in college, in Seremban, and constantly busy with I don't know what. I actually miss school minus the having to wake up at an ungodly hour. But I do miss it. Maybe. Missing Sarah, Najihah, Suraya, Ila, Dina, Aimi, Yus, Yahi, Li May (for some reason!), Debra, Jia Wen (!), Ayesha, Kaveetha, Rachael, Brenda, Belinda, Ashley, Grace, Kristin, Amanda, Hakim Shah, Aidit, Marc, Jo, Sanju, Shahrain, Haikal, Hafeez, Haris, Hanif, Aina, Shira, Kyrina, Fatimah and bunch loads of friends. Met them last on my birthday do ('cept for a few). Sorry if I missed out on some. It &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; 4 in the morning now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously just want to go travel somewhere and have a mini road trip with my friends. Seriously, people !!!!!!! What happened to that plan :( Was looking forward to it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is turning out to be quite a long and dreary post. And since everyone is hooked on Tumblr nowadays, hardly anyone gives a damn on blogs that actually have people BLOGGING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok now. My eyes finally are giving in so shall head over and sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and God bless anyone reading this ! x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7157930802897559806?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7157930802897559806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7157930802897559806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7157930802897559806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7157930802897559806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/partying-up-in-paris-x.html' title='Partying Up In Paris x'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUcK8jD-hTI/AAAAAAAACL4/ThEBZMsbghQ/s72-c/bitchitssunday%253A%25250A%25250Afrockeduphippie%253A%25250A%25250Ajetblackheart%253A%25250A%25250A%2528via%2Bribbonsofeuphoria-%252C%2Bjakima%2529.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4665192800837567991</id><published>2011-01-27T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:31:43.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUHCurEo0vI/AAAAAAAACLo/QlqSWEBeFOY/s1600/2636154972.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUHCurEo0vI/AAAAAAAACLo/QlqSWEBeFOY/s400/2636154972.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566944721498591986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAN I DIP DYE MY HAIR LIKE THIS ?!?!?!?!?!?! Found a tutorial on Youtube but when it comes to me (and my middle name; Klutz), I'll probably bleach my hands first before anything. Papa will probably get the shock of his life but.. I'm eighteen once right ?!?!?!?!?! Besides, I've been holding onto Mama's word. When I was younger (cheh, macam aku dah 60), when I wanted to straightened my hair or colour my hair, my mum would always, and I mean, ALWAYS, say to me 'When you finish school, you can do whatever you want, nak colour ke, straighten ke, do it when you finish school'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL LULZ I TOTALLY FINISHED SCHOOL LIKE A MONTH AGO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my second post tonight. Been on Youtube the whole time. Discovering videos one day at a time, LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you tell I'm bored ? No ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-4665192800837567991?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4665192800837567991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4665192800837567991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4665192800837567991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4665192800837567991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-i-dip-dye-my-hair-like-this-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUHCurEo0vI/AAAAAAAACLo/QlqSWEBeFOY/s72-c/2636154972.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8161521790663010676</id><published>2011-01-26T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:08:36.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Post #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUEXO8TArpI/AAAAAAAACLg/aZQ3xBcQHqk/s1600/2929373891.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUEXO8TArpI/AAAAAAAACLg/aZQ3xBcQHqk/s400/2929373891.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566756159878114962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had to post this up 'cause they're looking gorgeous as they naturally are. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BORED AS HELL. I need a manual car, anybody mind lending me theirs ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for my first driving class. LOL. Totally had the car stalled about a million times. The bukit was some hard shit ! Though I found generally okay. Besides, it WAS my first class. Those things happen anyway. Right ? RIGHT ?!?!?!?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have glittery nails now thanks to O.P.I's Extrava-vaganza from the Burlesque collection. Love it though I wished I bought the blue one. Went to KLCC last Sunday and bought so many Topshop make-up. I freaking love it. Their crayons are my absolute favourite and I'm currently in love with the lipstick I bought from Topshop. Can't stop raving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmmmm what else. Been pretty bored and haven't seen my friends in a while due to them going to college and work :( It's like I'm the only one doing nothing ! Besides Najihah. I know SHE's doing nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found out that I'm allergic to my FAVOURITE ever food which is crab. And shrimps. MAYBE shrimps. I don't know. Sometimes I eat it and I'm okay but yesterday I ate those huge ones and woke up to a slight rash and I'm like GAWD NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I seriouzly want to drive. I don't think I'm getting my own car anytime soon but I still have Mama's car to drive around. LOLZ. Quite aware blogging is like talking to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is nobody blogging anymore................................. it's makin' me sad. As much as I'm addicted and love Tumblr, blogging is still better in the form of words and not pretty pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8161521790663010676?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8161521790663010676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8161521790663010676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8161521790663010676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8161521790663010676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/boring-post-1.html' title='Boring Post #1'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TUEXO8TArpI/AAAAAAAACLg/aZQ3xBcQHqk/s72-c/2929373891.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6819941375162013921</id><published>2011-01-22T08:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T08:31:27.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Favourite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got these all from &lt;a href="http://just-littlethings.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I went 'OMG YES' at almost 80% of it. I'm pretty bored these days, it drives me nuts. First driving class tomorrow. Let's pray I don't embarrass myself and do something so cliche like hitting a cone or so help me God, Jia Wen's incident.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTsEBbL2eBI/AAAAAAAACLY/HWDz-0__kWA/s1600/Suggested%2Bby%2Bmistursunshine%252C%2Bspeaknowandliveyourlifefearless%252C%2Bonlythebestest%252C%2Band%2Bquynhsome.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTsEBbL2eBI/AAAAAAAACLY/HWDz-0__kWA/s400/Suggested%2Bby%2Bmistursunshine%252C%2Bspeaknowandliveyourlifefearless%252C%2Bonlythebestest%252C%2Band%2Bquynhsome.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565046187070224402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing really matters when you drink ice cold water when you're seriously thirsty. NOTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTsC54uAlTI/AAAAAAAACLQ/zuP5UFwsbSs/s1600/just-littlethings.tumblr-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTsC54uAlTI/AAAAAAAACLQ/zuP5UFwsbSs/s400/just-littlethings.tumblr-1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565044958047540530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one PERFECT pen for SPM. But the ink habis like crazy cepat. Not more than 2 days and it runs out. DAHLAH MASA SPM !!!!!!!!!!!! But, it's a pretty good pen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr_uy1VGSI/AAAAAAAACLI/GBALwbOV2yc/s1600/just-littlethings.tumblr-5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr_uy1VGSI/AAAAAAAACLI/GBALwbOV2yc/s400/just-littlethings.tumblr-5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565041468954188066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Topshop OU baik :") Zara EVERYWHERE sombong gila nak mati, except for some of the guys there. Forever 21 hardly say their 'Thank You''s anymore. Kalau ya pun, so insincere. The akak dekat Party@World, Ikano, I LOVEE HER !! She's so nice. We end up talking even after paying. The people over at New York Deli are the nicest waiters you'll find anywhere ! Every time Hafiz and I go there, they recognize us and they're always smiley smiley. We end up tipping them.. well :) The girls at Diva are always nice, though sometimes a bit too eager but that's their job, I guess. Hmmmmmm, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr9Sr5_DVI/AAAAAAAACK4/sQPZNXvm91U/s1600/Suggested%2Bby%2Bipostepicshit.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr9Sr5_DVI/AAAAAAAACK4/sQPZNXvm91U/s400/Suggested%2Bby%2Bipostepicshit.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565038787035073874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Makes my life THAT much easier :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr7pzTPEmI/AAAAAAAACKw/6ltjx4o-Cpo/s1600/Suggested%2Bby%2Bvegetarianzombie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr7pzTPEmI/AAAAAAAACKw/6ltjx4o-Cpo/s400/Suggested%2Bby%2Bvegetarianzombie.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565036985133765218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favourite moments is when it literally HURTS to laugh. I can't remember when was the last time I LMAO but I miss it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr7JuxaYlI/AAAAAAAACKo/wTDq92OZix4/s1600/Suggested%2Bby%2Bbutterfliesonherwrists.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr7JuxaYlI/AAAAAAAACKo/wTDq92OZix4/s400/Suggested%2Bby%2Bbutterfliesonherwrists.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565036434162344530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've heard it once or twice and it just makes me the happiest girl in the universe ! :) My grandparents do it more, though hahaha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr5oGg8E7I/AAAAAAAACKg/LNb4_lcP3j4/s1600/Suggested%2Bby%2Bbakedmaggots%252C%2Bbecauseimemmely%252C%25C2%25A0silenceshecried%252C%2Band%2BAnonymous.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr5oGg8E7I/AAAAAAAACKg/LNb4_lcP3j4/s400/Suggested%2Bby%2Bbakedmaggots%252C%2Bbecauseimemmely%252C%25C2%25A0silenceshecried%252C%2Band%2BAnonymous.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565034756908520370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because there aren't many left. I smile at people quite often because I know it makes ME that much happier and cheery when people smile at me. SMILE MORE, PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr5ROC2WtI/AAAAAAAACKY/DTWF_kJr2Cg/s1600/Suggested%2Bby%2BAnonymous-4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr5ROC2WtI/AAAAAAAACKY/DTWF_kJr2Cg/s400/Suggested%2Bby%2BAnonymous-4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565034363792808658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a kid, I used to sleep with my mum and put my hand under HER pillow and then taking it out and putting it under again. Just 'cause it was cold. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr43HyhyhI/AAAAAAAACKQ/NDm5lahRaIk/s1600/Suggested%2Bby%2BAnonymous-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTr43HyhyhI/AAAAAAAACKQ/NDm5lahRaIk/s400/Suggested%2Bby%2BAnonymous-1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565033915437140498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the lines to The Notebook. Even took the time to write some of them down on my notepad ! LOL OBSESI. But seriously, BEST MOVIE EVAH. &lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-6819941375162013921?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6819941375162013921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6819941375162013921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6819941375162013921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6819941375162013921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-little-favourite-things.html' title='My Little Favourite Things'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TTsEBbL2eBI/AAAAAAAACLY/HWDz-0__kWA/s72-c/Suggested%2Bby%2Bmistursunshine%252C%2Bspeaknowandliveyourlifefearless%252C%2Bonlythebestest%252C%2Band%2Bquynhsome.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8636005418002607796</id><published>2011-01-20T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:13:51.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook,</title><content type='html'>ALSO I created a new FB account because as I was about to upload my birthday photos, I got logged out for some reason. Turned out that my account was 'suspended due to suspicious activity'. Gah. Whatever lah. And then they told me to enter my mobile phone number in which I did and that they'd send me a confirmation code. You're supposed to receive it immediately but er.. I came up with nothing. And believe me when I say this; I spent practically the whole day googling on how to activate my account. Even changed my password and whatnot. Still came up empty. Debra then told me her friend got suspended too and 'til now hasn't been able to get into her Facebook. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so sakit hati because I had like, a million and one birthday wishes on the other one and it makes me happy reading them all ! But oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been meaning to make a new e-mail (because my old one is too embarrassing to be sent out for future college/university references) so I did that and hence, my new Facebook account. Will be posting them photos up soon ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8636005418002607796?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8636005418002607796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8636005418002607796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8636005418002607796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8636005418002607796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/facebook.html' title='Facebook,'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-925401247740379849</id><published>2011-01-20T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:04:04.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I turned 18.. FINALLY</title><content type='html'>Can I first just say my thanks to&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone who attended. You don't know just how much I appreciate the whole lot of you to come all the way to my house for my birthday. It means the absolute world to me. Truly, you made my 18th the best and I know I say that after every birthday but my 18th would be so far be my favourite. And that's all thanks to everyone who came. MUCH LOVE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone who went the extra mile to get me a birthday present. I love you more than all the presents in the whole wide world. That's such a romance novel cliche but I'm being so serious here !!! :) Love you girls and guys to bits and tiniest molecules. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EVERYONE who wished me on Facebook. For you to take your time off whatever you were doing to get on my page and wish me means the world to me :) That's why I believe in replying individually instead of the general 'Thank you to everybody who wished me' on my status. For you to put effort in wishing me, I should do my part and put effort in thanking you personally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tania for wrapping my birthday present in the most girly-est way ! And of course, what was IN it was 10000000000000x better. And for being the best sister everrrrr even if we fight more often than we shop. Which if you ask my mum, is quite a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mother. For putting together my birthday party. For getting me the Marc by Marc Jacobs watch I've been wanting for the longest time ! For inspiring me to be someone just like you. For being so understanding about everything. For being so fun ! For being so sporting. For willing to do almost anything for me and the others. For helping us in EVERYTHING. For correcting my grammar all the time (it got annoying) until I eventually got it right. For our mutual love for TV shows (give us some McDreamy and we'll love you forever !!!). For being there for all of us. For being such a generous person. I once brought some Rocky to my tuition and Puan Nurhana said 'You're just like your mother, always bringing something for everyone else'. You should know that that was the nicest thing I've heard anyone say about me. She could have left it all to me in planning my party but she as always, took it in her hands to order the tent, food and tables and chairs. Like I've said before and you may quote me on this, the first thing I'd do when I somehow get a lot of money, I'd buy my mother anything in the world without the shadow of a doubt. My 18 years of living have been nothing but pure fun and joy with my Mama there with me. I love my mum and I'd take a bullet for her. So thank you and may God bless you :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also to my Papa for just making us laugh all the time. For making my mum a very happy person. For being disciplined enough that we know what to do and what not to do. In a way, you've made us all better at a considerably young age. For instance, you brought us up with the mindset to always salam older people. Our place is almost always neat and in place . That's 'cause of my dad. Usually, when he comes back from work, we'll make sure to have bathed and ready for dinner. My dad is also a man who keeps promises. He promised Zaim a set of drums if he got straight A's and damn right, he got a set of drums. When my mum asked why, my dad simply replied 'Because I dah promise him'. We never ate much maggi mee growing up because my dad didn't like it. Which is good kalau tak, our brain cells probably dah takde dah by now hahahaha. Most people are quite scared of my dad because he appears to be really garang. And at times, he can be. But on a good day, he's very funny and he dances and sings. He's so convinced he can be Al Jarreau and/or Michael Jackson. But in all that, he's very close to God and always tells us to be appreciative of what we have and to perform our prayers. We need that !! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah Iman for being the sweetest girl for the prettiest birthday card ever !!!! Plus points for having it hand made full with love !!!!! LOVE YOU MORE THAN LONDON + PARIS ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hafiz Ismail. For being very patient with my impatient self. For bringing me out all the time. For all the dinners and lunches. For being my other best friend. I love you banyak banyak banyak. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 18th birthday party was so awesome possum. It didn't rain which was EVEN AWESOMER. People started coming at 8 even though the invite says 730 hahahaha oh well I LOVE Y'ALL FOR COMING ANYWAY ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then makan makan snap snap talk talk laugh laugh. Then dance dance ! Thank you to Karen, Kaveetha for bringing your iPod. I seriously need to get mine for repair... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danced our sexy butts off !! Hehehe. My favourite was when we danced to Forget You courtesy of Cee Lo and YMCA. Of course there was Aerosmith's I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing :") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took more photos and hugged people goodbye. I love everyone for coming and for the wishes and for the hugs and for the presents. Truly my best friends everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr !!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opened my presents later at night and was so pleasantly surprised with how everyone managed to get things I absolutely loved !!!!!!!!!!!!!! :") You all are truly the best ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day of being 18 was absolutely brilliant and I'm wishing for more birthdays in the future with you lot. Thank you again, words can't describe how grateful I am to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadia xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-925401247740379849?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/925401247740379849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=925401247740379849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/925401247740379849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/925401247740379849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-turned-18-finally.html' title='I turned 18.. FINALLY'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2946520245855429472</id><published>2011-01-11T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:26:34.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trainwreck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSx4BRhdd_I/AAAAAAAACJw/WoAPtjaiE_Q/s1600/2663001876.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 32px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSx4BRhdd_I/AAAAAAAACJw/WoAPtjaiE_Q/s400/2663001876.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560951603174668274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent my day today at Jia Wen's watching Paranormal Activity. I don't know why I even agreed in the first place. Haih. Ate Nando's. Came home and helped my mum bake lasagna for dinner. Haha it went well in my opinion 'cause I liked it. Watched Junior MasterChef Australia at Jia Wen's and was so ashamed that I can only cook.. maggi and fried egg and these kids know how to cook international dishes and I'm like say whut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday coming soon and I'm so excited to be turning 18 and I don't know why ! Hahaha. Maybe it's because I've been kinda looking forward to this period in life. I used to think 18 is so old ! A year and I'm done with teenage life. Time flies when you're having fun, yep yep. Loved my school years like none other. Seriously ! From kindergarten up to high school. LOVE. At one point, I was looking forward to go to school on holidays and couldn't wait for Monday to come during weekends. THAT much love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K running from the topic. So yeah, birthday soon ! Having a party and all I really hope for on my 18th, is for my friends to come. My pass 2 birthdays, a lot couldn't come due to certain circumstances so like I said, nothing will make my day more for ALL of my friends to come :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hungry like crazy now gotta go find food.&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/4644933551390572142-2946520245855429472?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2946520245855429472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2946520245855429472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2946520245855429472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2946520245855429472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/trainwreck.html' title='Trainwreck'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSx4BRhdd_I/AAAAAAAACJw/WoAPtjaiE_Q/s72-c/2663001876.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8997974852465595087</id><published>2011-01-08T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T08:24:36.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday and Sa'urday</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Sunway with Hafiz, Jia Wen, Ayesha, Brenda, Belinda, and Grace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice skated -_______________- I hate it. Maybe second time round, I'll get used to it. I mean, it took me the LONGEST time to get the use of roller shoes. Which I miss like a hell lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sakae Sushi for lunch !! Yay hehe. I still don't like Japanese food. I only make an exception for my unagi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked around and the girls got their Japanese ice cream. Jia Wen's sesame seed ice cream is disgusting. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tried on shoes at Charles and Keith and got a picture with Grace and Ayesha wearing sky scraper heels. Hafiz stood in between looking short.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked around Asian Avenue. Got a tee that says Fashionable Late which is me appropriate. And a photo album in the prettiest pink/purple at a lomo shop. SERIOUSLY DYING for a Mr Pink Diana F+ :'( Why must you be so expensive..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found that jinjang Dreamworld-ish place. Only thing was that only 2 or so photo booths were working -______- Twins and Grace had left by then so it was just Ayesha, Jia Wen and Hafiz there. Took photos. Laughed so hard because the camera decided to snap on its own without any indication. Hahahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SO MUCH FUN.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went home.. NOT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got super super lost and by the time we found civilization, it got late so we decided to grab dinner first. Parked at Ikea and walked to Curve and ended up eating dinner at Ikano. Had steamboat. DELISH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jia Wen was being her crazy silly self and made us all laugh in the car. Ayesha too. Hilarious girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was my Friday. I had looooooOOOOO000ads of fun ! Hoping form ore outings like these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Pavilion at 1.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunched at La Bodega. Favourite place to eat like, ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After stuffing myself with hot tapas, walked around. Got myself my early birthday present from Mum :') YAY for January ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lot 10 so cool looking now !!!!!! Tak lah sangat, but the downstairs pretty awesome possum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Passed by UNIQLO but was too lazy to go in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Le Meridien for Zidan's birthday dinner. Ate soooooooooooo much, I don't think I can think of food without barfing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Came home and am so tired.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;K that's all. WHY ISN'T ANYONE BLOGGING ANYMORE :'((((((((((((( &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ila_mzmr"&gt;@ila_mzmr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/izzatiakhbar"&gt; @izzatiakhbar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/rachaellooi"&gt;@rachaellooi&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ashleyphh"&gt;@ashleyphh&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8997974852465595087?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8997974852465595087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8997974852465595087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8997974852465595087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8997974852465595087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/friday-and-saurday.html' title='Friday and Sa&apos;urday'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4608586879077641950</id><published>2011-01-04T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:46:23.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSNMy1ZP5ZI/AAAAAAAACJo/Zw-xqT7Pfcw/s1600/5152691948.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSNMy1ZP5ZI/AAAAAAAACJo/Zw-xqT7Pfcw/s400/5152691948.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558370801315472786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot of people know that I am in love with flowers. So pretty and yet so understated. Never have received them from anyone so far ('cept from those roses from Hafiz on V. Day) but omg I'd love to get these babies. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I'm Currently Doing : Listing out things I'd like for my birthday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahahaha OMG SO BORED &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-4608586879077641950?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4608586879077641950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4608586879077641950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4608586879077641950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4608586879077641950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2011/01/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSNMy1ZP5ZI/AAAAAAAACJo/Zw-xqT7Pfcw/s72-c/5152691948.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-662650089382057416</id><published>2010-12-31T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T07:21:03.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/11/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSHomHPFejI/AAAAAAAACJg/eOvlRz-_lfA/s1600/www.flickr.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSHomHPFejI/AAAAAAAACJg/eOvlRz-_lfA/s400/www.flickr.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557979156626897458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2011.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK no. I'm typing this at 10:34 on the 31st of December, 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up, can I just say how super fast like a G6 this year has gone by ? I still can remember my sleepover at Najihah's last year and we walked to and from Curve for the celebration. It was an experience though I choose not to go there again ever. BUT OH WELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2010 was an aweesomeeeeeeee yearrrrrrr LOVE LOVE LOVE IT. Though SPM was a pain in the ass, I enjoyed my senior year and am satisfied with how it went. Let's (attempt to) recap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;BEST BIRTHDAY EVER !!!!! Though it was a month late (ahem, my birthday is on January 19th !!), I loved every freaking second of my surprise party. Though, of course, I wished all my other friends could have made it but you know what ?!?!?! I loved it, nevertheless and though it was nothing too crazy crazy, I loved it. So memorable :') Special thanks to Tania and Aidit :')&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sports Day OMGHHKP ! How awesome is it that Green House won during my senior year ? Like seriously, c'mon, how awesome ?! Didn't contribute anything (sports wise hehe) but I did helped out with the banner ! And Sports Day was too amazing k ! LOVE LOVE LOVE. Hehe and also because menang. Gooo Hijau ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;World Cup. I never had a liking for football. I watched an entire football match for the first time during World Cup. Grew to really loved it. Tapi World Cup je lah haha. So brilliant how a country so semangat to play. Favourites were Holland, Japan and Argentina. LOL. Can't wait for the next one. Oh ! And I was introduced to Higuain from Argentina. Love at first sight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduation Day ! LOVED IT. Mainly cause I got to wear them robes and mortar boards. Sat with Ila, Hafeez and Hanif practically the whole time. Though I had a wardrobe malfunction (kebaya kain came off), I managed to walk across the stage LIKE A BOSS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture taking days were my favourite days of the year. Well, one of them anyway. Class photos are always my favourite. We decided to have everyone wear glasses and we all did, with an exception of here and there, but no bigs ! Strained my eyes for one shot. The photo turned out really stupid due to the excessive editing. Looked fat. And short. Anyway, then there was the kelab persatuan photos. So proud to be in the Rumah Hijau photo (considering we kinda won HEHE). Favourite amongst all photos were obviously graduation photos. Where we got to wear robes and mortar boards. I looked around and felt nothing but love and admiration for all my classmates. Seriously, moving to SMK Taman Tun was the best thing I've done so far. And you, Beta folks as well !! Really hoping, wishing and wanting for us to be just as close in the future. Even if the majority of my friends are entering college this month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SPM. Sleepless nights. Disappointing papers. LIKE SEJARAH. Die. I'm really really really really dreading result day. It scares the living daylight outta me. K gonna stop talking about this before I start being all depressed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prom Night. Just 'cause everyone looked so gorgeous and dolled up. And 'cause the food was ace. And 'cause the boys looked so handsome. Not that they aren't already. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How I discovered how much I loved eating at La Bodega. OMGHHKP yum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My tuition classes with Mr Yu, Mr Nathan and Puan Nurhana. SAYANG GILA. I'm going to miss going to tuition (even if I'm guilty for skipping classes).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends birthdays ! There was Ila's, Kaveetha's and Amy's. I can't seem to remember anyone else's. And the buka puasa dinner at Bora Asmara with about 20 others, I dare say ? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;National Service. LOL was so nervous waiting for the reply telling me if I got in or not. Obviously, I didn't. YAY ME. But seriously, banyak gila orang got in.. Sai and Diyana are already in Sarawak/Sabah. Anis is going tomorrow.. :( Shucks. MISSING THEM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. This post is way overdue. Atleast there's something. Ok bye now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-662650089382057416?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/662650089382057416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=662650089382057416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/662650089382057416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/662650089382057416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/11111.html' title='1/11/11'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TSHomHPFejI/AAAAAAAACJg/eOvlRz-_lfA/s72-c/www.flickr.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8692040423748814691</id><published>2010-12-22T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T08:18:20.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TRN1Ygh50oI/AAAAAAAACJU/WL-SueU1vSU/s1600/DSC_1063_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TRN1Ygh50oI/AAAAAAAACJU/WL-SueU1vSU/s400/DSC_1063_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553911829387399810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. was memorable :')&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sisters accompanied me for the night and tagged along. Went to OU for some last minute shopping and then went to the hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, let's just do this is point form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went down the lift and was greeted by Rachael and Hakim who were on their way to the ballroom. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I, then went to the ballroom to give a helping hand. Met Li May, Grace and Kaveetha on the way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat down on the floor and helped out with the door gifts which I must give major props to Li May for finding them at Central Market ! :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helped out by placing the pretty feathers and then placed it on the table.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went up to the room and had my mum accompany Tania and I to 'The Mall' to do our hair. Settled at the smallest saloon ever ever ever ! But they did pretty well, I guess. The Mall sumpah.. so dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went up to the room again and melengah-lengahkan masa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got a text from Ayesha while I was doing my hair that she won't be coming to prom due to bad food poisoning. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. I was seriously contemplating on whether I should go or not. Didn't feel like going then since twins bailed as well..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did my own make-up !!!! It was just me in the room so I happily did my make-up without anybody commenting on it. It was actually so much fun :') Hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put on my dress and accessories and had Tania take a picture of me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nikki came up to tumpang my room. She got dressed and she looked mighty foiiiiiiiine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Najihah literally ran up to my room. Was asked to put on her earrings since she didn't know how to. All she did was screamed and shrieked hahahahahaha PELIK BINTI AJAIB&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, she and I went down together. THO THWEET her father took a picture of her kihkih :') &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met up with everyone downstairs and my day started to lighten up. Was most looking forward to see the boys and girls dolled up. And was seriously super duper pleased and impressed with everyone !!!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Felt like a celebrity (teehee!!) because there were so many photographers taking our pictures. LOVED THE ATTENTION. Who didn't ?!?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Registered and went in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met Kashif and told him who I was. In his own words, 'we were both dateless due to random circumstances'. My date, Hafiz, was one of the people who were trapped in Heathrow due to the heavy snow. As I said earlier, Kashif's date, Ayesha got food poisoning. Hence, both dateless. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat down and my table consisted of Kashif, Grace, Yan Koh, Wenn Hong and Asif. As well as Hakim and 2 of his friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But despite that, I moved to like, every table to jenguk everyone and their gorgeous selves ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuntaw Fatakie performed and as usual, they were so amazing ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makan makan makan. Took the opportunity to see everyone. Seriously couldn't get over the fact that everyone looked so pretty and so darn handsome ! :'))))))))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The food was actually quite ace. All my favourite food, including sweet sour fish, the tau foo claypot and mushroom soup. I only ate mushroom soup though. Tapi makan nasi lah jugak later on. After Rachael persisted ! :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emcee announced the best dressed and the prom royalty ! Best Dressed Male went to Acap. Best Dressed Female went to Dydy who looked super gorgeous in that dress. Epitomized the Mafia Legacy. Prom King went to Hakim and Prom Queen went to Diyana. WELL DESERVED !!!!!!!!!! Gave a standing ovation. Hahahaha. I LOVE THEM AND WAS REALLY REALLY REALLY HOPING THAT THEY GOT THE TITLE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hakim looked soooooooooo dashing in his tux. Diyana, on the other hand, super amazing in that dress of hers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They danced to Just The Way You are sung by Wanted Symphony, our invited guest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SO SWEET. Wished I had someone to danced with then.. :'( EMO CHILD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had more performances later. We actually sang to our school song hahahahahahaha, I stood up and sang (y)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Danced !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like mad. I mean, what other way, right ? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favourite was when we danced to We Will Rock You and YMCA. Should have seen everyone screaming (literally) to YMCA. SOOOOO FUN. Everyone stomped their feet on the dance floor during We Will Rock You. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At one point, there was some technical difficulties and everyone started making their own beat which was WTF super brilliant. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone let loose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AND C'MON 'Don't Wanna Miss A Thing' by Aerosmith which is basically our anthem, came on and we all held hands and sing on top of our lungs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kashif and I danced :') So sweet of him to do so.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aidit and I then danced. Though he's so much taller and my hands got lenguh..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BUT LOVED IT ANYWAY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took a million more pictures. Not literally. Probably thousands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had an overall great time with everyone. Wished it had gone on longer. Wasn't looking forward at first because of some reasons unknown. But I'm glad I did, in the end. Because it was super duper worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, now what do we look forward to anymore ? Besides, waiting for the pictures from the photographers. Will probably ask them to print every single one !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok bye now people ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8692040423748814691?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8692040423748814691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8692040423748814691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8692040423748814691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8692040423748814691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/prom-night.html' title='Prom Night'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TRN1Ygh50oI/AAAAAAAACJU/WL-SueU1vSU/s72-c/DSC_1063_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6433361363383467587</id><published>2010-12-19T19:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:00:37.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's prom day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly I'm not looking forward anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-6433361363383467587?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6433361363383467587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6433361363383467587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6433361363383467587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6433361363383467587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-prom-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-212782314302214515</id><published>2010-12-17T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T08:08:48.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puffs,</title><content type='html'>Got back from a day out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to OU with the girls. Though it was just literally, a short lunch date with them at New York Deli. They afterwards, went to KD in search for prom dresses while I stayed at OU. Decided to go for a hair cut. FINALLY got a fringe. I love Keaton. He (besides Don) will be the only person I'll let touch my hair. It's not like we can pause and rewind our hair cuts kan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was SUPPOSED to search for accessories, but grrrrl, I came home empty. Besides this shimmer glittery puff thing from Body Shop and make-up brushes that will shed like crazy but heck. Better than getting an expensive ass one from Mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have yet to buy a pair of shoes, and necklaces, earrings, rings, bangles. Since I'm wearing a super plain black dress (the minimalist dresser that I am) it gives me an advantage to drip myself with (fake) gold jewelry. That's if I can FIND any pretty ones. ANYWAY I SUPER TAK BOLEH SABAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get sleepy so early these days. D'uh. How boring. PLUS  I wake up like at 8. And usually, I can't go back to sleep. And I was just about to look forward to sleeping in til noon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I telling you this again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CIAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-212782314302214515?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/212782314302214515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=212782314302214515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/212782314302214515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/212782314302214515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/puffs.html' title='Puffs,'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5728659325623765906</id><published>2010-12-16T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T05:11:31.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couleurs,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQoNSVjqG6I/AAAAAAAACJM/JrqTwUUWglk/s1600/acceptable.tumblr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQoNSVjqG6I/AAAAAAAACJM/JrqTwUUWglk/s400/acceptable.tumblr.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551264099363068834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I spent my day at a driving lecture. SUCH A WASTE OF TIME. Got bored out of my mind and I was sleepy 60% of the time. Plus, I was very hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home and went to McD and ate in the car. I actually finished my burger AND fries this time. Went to Solaris to fetch Tania and Myra from their cooking class. Went in to Party @ World for prom door gifts and still, no idea. And it's this Monday. Kah kah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out for karaoke with Iman on Tuesday. Sang almost every song we could think of. It all came up to like 20 bucks. Both of us. And thennnnn we had Sakae Sushi for dinner. I foresee many many of these karaoke + sushi dinner dates with Iman in the future ! :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've ran out of DVD's to watch. NOW WHAT ?!?!?!?! Ugh. Going out of my mind lah please. And it's not even 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to figure out what to get for people as prom favours. UGH CAN'T WE JUST GET PEOPLE SWEETS AND CANDIES ?!?!&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/4644933551390572142-5728659325623765906?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5728659325623765906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5728659325623765906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5728659325623765906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5728659325623765906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/couleurs.html' title='Couleurs,'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQoNSVjqG6I/AAAAAAAACJM/JrqTwUUWglk/s72-c/acceptable.tumblr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-80040494762868904</id><published>2010-12-14T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T08:49:17.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Calling other people ugly doesn't make you any prettier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calling other people poor doesn't make you any richer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calling other people a loser doesn't make you any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calling other people pathetic doesn't make you any cooler.&lt;br /&gt;Calling other people fat doesn't make you any thinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calling other people stupid doesn't make you any smarter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ? Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-80040494762868904?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/80040494762868904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=80040494762868904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/80040494762868904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/80040494762868904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/calling-other-people-ugly-doesnt-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-685764829171031162</id><published>2010-12-10T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T18:57:53.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pouts,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQL2eX-WUVI/AAAAAAAACI0/IZn4x6AgmFY/s1600/1684926873.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQL2eX-WUVI/AAAAAAAACI0/IZn4x6AgmFY/s400/1684926873.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549268692565905746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to KL yesterday. First was to Pavilion. As usual, headed for Topshop first. Managed to get some things. The paper bags now are so purdy, I love it and I want more ! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got a jumpsuit and I'm hoping it can be altered to be a prom dress. Because I am in love with it's upper half. So I'm kinda determined to send it to a tailor who can somehow turn it into a dress. I mean, if cannot sangat sangat, then I mean, pakai je lah jumpsuit tu. It doesn't really look like one. I just can't walk lah kan otherwise you can tell it is in fact, a jumpsuit. BUT I LOVE IT SO I DON'T CARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I bought a glittery mittery purse just cause it was glittery mittery hehehe. Then we ate at my favourite ever restaurant ; La Bodega. I have been meaning to eat there since before SPM so yes, I was so happy. That made my day. Hahaha :') Then we walked to Cotton On. And God knows how much I love their Cotton On Body collection. Comfortable pj's and underwear, I'm telling you. Got harem pants meant for sleeping and I'm wearing them right now and I love it. Planning to go there soon with a bunch of friends so I shall get my hands on some more comfy clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then went to Marc by Marc Jacobs. And got myself a laptop cover. HEHE. Then we went to KLCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sole reason was to visit the newly renovated Topshop and it's soooooo much bigger than the previous one. Headed straight to the make up shelves. SOOO EXCITED hahahaha. Got some things and I can't wait to get more. Then we went to go eat at Chinoz. I didn't really eat because of my late lunch at La Bodega but whatever. Saturdays at KLCC are not advisable. Sundays too. So crowded, I got irritated by everyone walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fetched Iman and Mikhail and left for home. Went on Skype with Hafiz. He showed me what he bought from Primark and his prom shoes. I've seen his tux so it's like there's really no surprise come prom. -____- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of prom, I'm stoked ! Cannot wait :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I'm hungry and my parents are not at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-685764829171031162?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/685764829171031162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=685764829171031162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/685764829171031162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/685764829171031162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/pouts.html' title='Pouts,'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQL2eX-WUVI/AAAAAAAACI0/IZn4x6AgmFY/s72-c/1684926873.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-1618242318418020424</id><published>2010-12-10T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T07:29:26.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mermaids x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQH_cuN8SHI/AAAAAAAACIs/wzLL1NpvsYg/s1600/%2528via%2Bflytinkerbellfly%2529.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQH_cuN8SHI/AAAAAAAACIs/wzLL1NpvsYg/s400/%2528via%2Bflytinkerbellfly%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548997084805089394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been in bed all day. I'm bored and experiencing a headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nowhere for the holidays and it's nothing different. Kinda used to staying in for the holidays. I sound like an ungrateful brat BUT COME ON. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should go hunt for a prom dress soon but I don't know where to start. If anybody knows a tailor who is desperate for business and is available to do a dress in a span of a week (or a couple of days, people, if Project Runway people can do it why cantchuuu ! Haha), tell me. Kthx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stacks of dvds waiting to be watched. Currently on Private Practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow I sound so boring. Trying to construct a list of Things To Do. And actually get them done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First up, clean up room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second, find a prom dress. Why aren't they any here in Malaysia ?! :( Nice black ones. I was opting for colour but a black one is hard to find let alone a fuschia one !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So stoked that they opened a Mac (as in the cosmetics) shop in OU. Now I don't have to trouble myself (and mum) by going to Mid Valley or KLCC. Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL it's like I'm talking to myself. Is there anybody even reading this ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4644933551390572142-1618242318418020424?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/1618242318418020424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=1618242318418020424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1618242318418020424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/1618242318418020424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/mermaids-x.html' title='Mermaids x'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TQH_cuN8SHI/AAAAAAAACIs/wzLL1NpvsYg/s72-c/%2528via%2Bflytinkerbellfly%2529.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-3452508506856612563</id><published>2010-12-08T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:49:51.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lois Lane</title><content type='html'>Things I Want To Remember So I'm Posting It Up Here&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Yu's last tuition class : We had pizza. And cake !! So the whole class was basically us doing next to nothing work. Got busy with food instead. And Mr Yu brought a cake for Natrah and we all sang Happy Birthday while Kaveetha's dad took pictures. FAVOURITE. I'll miss this. My Tuesday evenings was usually occupied with Mr Yu's jokes and basically more laughing than anything. And keropok pisang pedas. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puan Nurhana's last tuition class : We did a paper and did the usual borak borak and wait for Puan Nurhana to come back to discuss our answers. I was the last to go back and I heard Puan Nurhana tell her daughter 'Budak-budak ni straight A's, tak payah datang tuition pun takpe'. I HEART PUAN NURHANA. Physics for lyfe ~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MR NATHAN. Our second last class (I think so), he got us roti canai from Raju's :")))) And on our last class, we learnt last minute necessary things and he bought me my cornetto !!!!!!!!!!! He kept telling me he kept his janji and bought me my ice cream. LOL, sayang gila ! And we took picturessssssssssssssssss.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;HMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall go make a list of things to do now. STARTING OFF WITH MY ROOM. It is so messy and that's coming from me ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there's prom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there's shopping (hahahaha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K bye x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S : PEOPLE, please don't abandon your blogs, I miss reading them ! ESPECIALLY Ila, Yahi, Ashley, Rachael, Jia Wen. I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER IF YOU UPDATE x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-3452508506856612563?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/3452508506856612563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=3452508506856612563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3452508506856612563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/3452508506856612563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/lois-lane.html' title='Lois Lane'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-6049564204550206368</id><published>2010-12-08T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:00:16.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGHHKP !</title><content type='html'>HI everyone !!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss blogging. It's 614 now so it's a little over 3 hours since Biology III ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should do an overall commentary on my SPM days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BM I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was okay, of course there wasn't enough time and I was still writing frantically at the very last second. I remember being super super super super beyond nervous. I was studying BM the night before and I dare say, that was the only time that I've actually studied BM, like sat down and read my Komsas and essay samples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BM II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home since there was a 4 hour interval. I actually got to take a nap. Haha. Got some 'tips' and studied those. Quite glad that I studied the tips before I sat for my second BM paper. HOPING TO DO MR YU YEW THIAM PROUD !! And OMGHHKP, the tatabahasa section was actually, ACTUALLY doable. Like I knew all the words. Hahahahaha how pathetic. And I call myself a Malay. But still ! The words were something I'm familiar with and yeah, I was super thankful. ALSO, the peribahasa. I actually knew all of 'em. Though, I did one stupid mistake. But oh well, I MEAN HOW COOL AND AWESOME POSSUM IS IT THAT I KNEW THE PERIBAHASA'S AND TATABAHASA. Rock on, Kementerian Pelajaran, rock on. Though I have to say, I lacked of peribahasa's in my essay so I'm just worried about that. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENGLISH I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ran out of time.. as usual. Made the mistake of writing the first essay which was about writing a letter to a cousin about the benefits of National Service. LOL. I'm sure my friends were cringing in their seats as they wrote about the benefits of NS when they themselves have already thought up about a million and one excuses to not go. The second essay which was the long ass one (which I was quite disappointed that I didn't write as much as I wanted to) was about home so I wrote about just that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENGLISH II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually went out of the hall early. Cause I had Tasawwur in the afternoon so I went out to study instead. Summary was on the benefits of chocolate, yes, you read it right !! Craved for chocolate later. Hahahaha. Was pretty easy.. I guess. Not trying to be cocky but yeah. TEEHEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TASAWWUR I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum sent lunch. And it was pasta ! Twas too spicy for the others but it was amazing to me hahaha. Studied or at least tried to. It was okay I guess since it was objective questions and fill in the blanks. Had me stuck at a couple of questions but that's pretty normal.. right ? LOL whutevah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEJARAH I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost, let me just put it out there, I never appreciated the beauty of OBJECTIVE QUESTIONS. I'm like, oh thank god for options ! Seriously. It was doable with the occasional 'Er.. whut?' but other than that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEJARAH II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably the worst History paper I've sat for. Thinking about it just makes me feel all crappy and down inside. ESPECIALLY MY ESSAYS. UGH. Seriously, SUPER SUPER CRAPPY. Got like a million and one tips and Cikgu Sritharan hinted on some. But like, 0.000001% of the supposed 'SPOT QUESTIONS' came out. Like I said, I never realised how freaking fantastic objective questions were. WORST PAPER EVER. Hoping the graph comes super low so that I can atleast get a B. This is making me depressed, on to the next subject !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TASAWWUR II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um.. let's just sayyyyyyyyy it was okay. I keep thinking it's common sense but I used common sense for my Agama paper in PMR and I got a B so er..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MATHS I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could answer a majority of the questions. Phew *lap peluh*. AS USUAL, I WAS RUSHING FOR TIME. Time was late for a party because it went by crazy fast. But oh well, I managed to do all the questions. Which is a good thing, yes ? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MATHS II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got really nervous so yeah. I could do it, I guess. I'm too scared to say anything, sebab kalau tak dapat A, macam malu gila bapak je. -________- BUT CROSSING MY FINGERS AND TOES for an A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AGAMA I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like a broken record when I say this but it was 'doable'. ALSO CROSSING MY FINGERS AND TOES FOR AN A to make up for my B in PMR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AGAMA II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patah semangat. So many so many so many so many pengajaran ayat and things that I'd think wouldn't come out but naturally, it did. And the tajwid part was like 'Come again?'. Tak pernah dengar dalam 17 tahun hidup di dunia ni pun (lol lame attempt). Agama II was tough. Tough, cookie, tough ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADDITIONAL MATHEMATICS I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. HMMMMMM. Can I just not talk about it though ? I'm kinda just aiming for a pass. Which is bad. But you get what I mean. SOALAN SATU PUN JAM GILA OTAK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADDITIONAL MATHEMATICS II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a 4 hour interval so the boys (Hafiz, Hafeez, Hakim, Hanan) and I went to Subway for last minute tutoring. It was more of them correcting the other on the first additional maths paper. Learnt about the sin cos thing (just goes to show how oblivious I am) and yeah, that was about it. What a horrible paper. Horrible horrible paper. Dahlah it was pouring cats and dogs and rabbits and crocodiles. And my pen went dead on me. Well then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHYSICS I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First science subject and my heart was leaping out of me chest. I am beyond thankful that it was an okay paper and I knew the majority of it. Of course electricity kita main bantai je kthx. But still :")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHYSICS II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm like 'NO WONDER PAPER I WAS DOABLE, PAPER II IS LIKE THE SHIZZZ'. No seriously. My essays.. oh, my essays. Hoping they down the grade so I can make Puan Nurhana proud. :( Ugh !!!!!! So annoyed with Physics II. Cuba senang sikit ? Sikit je. Not asking much, damnit !!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHYSICS III&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL susah susah je belajar all the gas laws and electricity. Ticker tape came out. So my advice to y'all, don't stress yourself on the hard topics. THEY NEVER COME OUT. I'm so grateful to my tuition and Puan Nurhana (!!) for revising on the ticker tape question again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEMISTRY I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studied salts for a whole entire day. Since I hate it as much as the size of Russia. And there was this one question on Salts and I seriously wanted to go 'OMG I KNOW THIS !!!!!!!!' hahahaha. I loved Chemistry I (Note : Not saying it was easy, I'm just saying it wasn't as hard as I had imagined in my head).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEMISTRY II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twas okay though.. I think. I DON'T KNOW. I'm a bit foggy on this but er.. my essays were a bit off. HECK, ALL ESSAYS FOR ALL SUBJECTS WERE HORRIBLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEMISTRY III&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... lupa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIOLOGY I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an okay paper, quite a number of people left the hall early. I think I did ? Yeah, I did. Hahahaha. Went down to study with the twins and Rachael but to little progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIOLOGY II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Er.. twas okay but again my essays.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIOLOGY III&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL studied everything BUT the question that came out. HMPH. It's not like I want to be a doctor anyway.&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/4644933551390572142-6049564204550206368?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/6049564204550206368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=6049564204550206368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6049564204550206368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/6049564204550206368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/12/omghhkp.html' title='OMGHHKP !'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2879660939876050572</id><published>2010-11-06T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:01:35.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Property Of D'uh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TNYHr2atocI/AAAAAAAACIk/93l2CfKT0VY/s1600/birdwings:%250A%250AI+love+math.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TNYHr2atocI/AAAAAAAACIk/93l2CfKT0VY/s400/birdwings:%250A%250AI+love+math.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536621241821929922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like the first time I've been on Blogger since God knows when. TRUFAX&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've, so far, deleted 2 people on Twitter because they kept constantly reminding me on how many more days left 'til SPM. Like seriously ? And they go all 'OMG I'M SO DEAD'. Duu-uuuude, kalau you're so dead and reminding us when SPM is, why don't you leave Twitter and study lah kan ? Why you want the whole world to know that you're struggling ? Doesn't make sense, hence them being unfollowed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Sunday today and it'll be another Sunday at home, studying. Woke up at 9 which is ridiculous because I couldn't sleep the whole night (which is a first in a very very very very long time). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our graduation last Tuesday (November 2nd) and OMGHHKP, it was like gila babs fun. Sat with Ila and Hafeez. And later on with Hanif too. Had a super fun time despite the boring speeches that went on for like, I don't know, 4 months? Took photos and spent half the time wishing I wouldn't trip or my mortar board will jatuh or my kebaya kain came loose. Which it did. It came loose like a couple minutes before my class was due. But Izzati and Miss Anniza helped me through it which I am eternally grateful to ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought a dark coloured lipstick from Chanel and it has become my new favourite thing ! I foresee this habit to be a very expensive one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WHO ELSE IS SUPER STOKED FOR PROM ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will probably write more once my exam is done and over with, so 'til then, mi amores ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2879660939876050572?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2879660939876050572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2879660939876050572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2879660939876050572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2879660939876050572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/11/property-of-duh.html' title='Property Of D&apos;uh'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TNYHr2atocI/AAAAAAAACIk/93l2CfKT0VY/s72-c/birdwings:%250A%250AI+love+math.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-8570968906898638681</id><published>2010-10-24T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:59:45.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TMW0BKoTA2I/AAAAAAAACIc/K1NsScBHzHg/s1600/I+WANT+ALL.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TMW0BKoTA2I/AAAAAAAACIc/K1NsScBHzHg/s400/I+WANT+ALL.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532025649420764002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I heard Can't Fight The Moonlight after so long in New York Deli and I came home and downloaded it. It has been on repeat since yesterday. Zzzzz&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worthless updates, coming right up ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wonder if anybody reads my blog anymore ? Sebab I don't see anyone updating theirs so I assume no one comes online anymore. Except for Jia Wen. I have Ila and Yahi's bookmarked but neither of them blog anymore :(((((((((((((((( PEOPLE, BLOG !!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read somewhere that SmashBox is in Malaysia and after reading Jia Wen's blog (LOL taksub), SmashBox really IS here. Sephora is said to be opening at StarHill gallery and I, for one, cannot wait. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing my History work at 12:30. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found a freaking baby cicak on my bed yesterday before getting ready for bed. A DEAD ONE ! UGH TRAUMATIC MUCH ?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tied between a long or a short dress for prom. LOL people, this is what I think about when I'm day dreaming.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss watching The Notebook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss a whole lot of things right now. UGH.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday or Thursday is graduation photo day where we'll be drowned under those XXL robes. I actually cannot wait.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduation is on the following week. That too ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School is foreign to me now. I hardly go anymore. Which I think I'll regret once it's over.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ok back to studying History. Moving at a pace of an orang tua seriously !!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-8570968906898638681?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/8570968906898638681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=8570968906898638681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8570968906898638681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/8570968906898638681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-again.html' title='You Again'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TMW0BKoTA2I/AAAAAAAACIc/K1NsScBHzHg/s72-c/I+WANT+ALL.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2989371948612624902</id><published>2010-10-15T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T10:40:24.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Not Doing So Well"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8rKW-VRFczA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8rKW-VRFczA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got this from my Tumblr. No other movie except for The Notebook has made me cry this much. This isn't really a movie, it's a short film but either way, it's so moving, made me cry so hard. And it's only a 6 minute duration video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2989371948612624902?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2989371948612624902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2989371948612624902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2989371948612624902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2989371948612624902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-not-doing-so-well.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Not Doing So Well&quot;'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-411387760384611531</id><published>2010-10-13T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T07:36:55.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pointless Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TLcTFDoTvlI/AAAAAAAACIU/UigJxyT1EMU/s1600/1248598794.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TLcTFDoTvlI/AAAAAAAACIU/UigJxyT1EMU/s400/1248598794.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527908045215219282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sole reason I don't blog as much as I'd like is because &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i) My life has become mundane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ii) There's nothing to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iii) My days have become uneventful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, they all mean the same, I just wanted to have more than 3 points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many drafts though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD I can't wait for post-SPM events. And by events, I mean going out without feeling so guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, found a dress from the Valentino S/S '11 collection which I liked and may be a reference to future prom shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SO addicted to McShaker. Been having it a lot these days. Totally aware of how horrible it is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BUT I'm taking my Scotts Emulsion again ! The only vitamin I have ever loved.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a pair of glittery flats from Topshop hahaha. SUPER LOVE. I have this thing for glitter and leopard print things. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd take a pair of Chanel flats over a Chanel bag anytime. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I find now that I hate Biology the most.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ALSO WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE GO WATCH MY ZAC EFRON BE A DEPRESSED GUY OVER HIS BROTHERS DEATH IN CHARLIE ST. CLOUD !!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should be getting back to my Physics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-411387760384611531?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/411387760384611531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=411387760384611531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/411387760384611531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/411387760384611531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/10/pointless-post.html' title='A Pointless Post'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TLcTFDoTvlI/AAAAAAAACIU/UigJxyT1EMU/s72-c/1248598794.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2093579502953068758</id><published>2010-10-05T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T09:29:17.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKtPdw4At-I/AAAAAAAACIE/FRmtjM1EzRY/s1600/www.fashionsquad.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKtPdw4At-I/AAAAAAAACIE/FRmtjM1EzRY/s400/www.fashionsquad.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524596740654675938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zara had so many pretty things, I feel like buying them all ! One of them includes a leopard print top similar to the one above and I'm so buying it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to more relatable topics, I'm still in the midst of my trial exams. Biology and Additional Maths were, and I'm being polite, a pain in the ass. SERIOUSLY. I am hoping the real SPM, they'd take it down a notch. And today was a day off for the science stream students. And oh my god, I forgot how amazing it is to wake up at a more HUMANE hour. 2 months away from bliss ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really people, if sleep is important, why the &amp;amp;!@# does school have to start so early ?!?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is Biology III and Chemistry III and we have a 2 hour break interval so that gives me some time to study Chemistry so I'm currently reading up my Biology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why would you want to know all this anyway ? ZZZZZZ. I'm boring you with my mundane days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COME ON SPM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2093579502953068758?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2093579502953068758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2093579502953068758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2093579502953068758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2093579502953068758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/10/bore.html' title='Bore'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKtPdw4At-I/AAAAAAAACIE/FRmtjM1EzRY/s72-c/www.fashionsquad.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-5870839635590516487</id><published>2010-10-05T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T09:11:20.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I kinda do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKtNMCrK0GI/AAAAAAAACH8/BYOgF-I7lQA/s1600/Uh..jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKtNMCrK0GI/AAAAAAAACH8/BYOgF-I7lQA/s400/Uh..jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524594237171748962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uh.. yes ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this baju btw. Want ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-5870839635590516487?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/5870839635590516487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=5870839635590516487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5870839635590516487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/5870839635590516487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/10/yes-i-kinda-do.html' title='Yes, I kinda do.'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKtNMCrK0GI/AAAAAAAACH8/BYOgF-I7lQA/s72-c/Uh..jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-2665189947353547289</id><published>2010-09-28T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T09:59:44.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HSquared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKIdnI7t0AI/AAAAAAAACH0/LbbLb5oRqyo/s1600/photo-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKIdnI7t0AI/AAAAAAAACH0/LbbLb5oRqyo/s400/photo-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522008651359703042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Abdul Hanif and Abdul Haris !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE THEM LIKE MAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-2665189947353547289?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/2665189947353547289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=2665189947353547289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2665189947353547289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/2665189947353547289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/09/hsquared.html' title='HSquared'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKIdnI7t0AI/AAAAAAAACH0/LbbLb5oRqyo/s72-c/photo-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7507957594000740241</id><published>2010-09-26T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T09:19:15.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKA7iggD1oI/AAAAAAAACHs/66Hb7Sv50to/s1600/1091273168.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKA7iggD1oI/AAAAAAAACHs/66Hb7Sv50to/s400/1091273168.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521478607182222978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE THIS PICTURE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder if anyone still reads my blog. Or am I the only one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trials are going on now and tomorrow is Modern Maths. ZZZZZZZZ. I hate Mathematics. Seriously I hate ! Though I thought I did pretty well in Form 3..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is Wednesday which means there's going to be Glee and Gossip Girl and being the giddy self I am, I cannot wait to watch it. SUPER excited. Because it's going to be a Britney episode for Glee and I've already heard Rachel's rendition of Hit Me Baby One More Time and I love it. I'm a Gleek and I'm proud ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then there's Gossip Girl which I can't wait for. Nothing is going to stop me from watching that ! Not even an Add Maths paper the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have so many drafts saved but I have no idea on what to blog about. My life is so dull now. Takkan every blog post nak write 'So.. today I studied Chapter 9 of Form 5's History syllabus. You?'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Basically my life now revolves around ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i) My books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ii) Post-it notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;iii) Sleeping late which I despise so much. I can't help but falling asleep petang and finding it hard to sleep at night :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;iv) Singing songs in my room. Right now, I'm taking it old school with Britney's songs KDK (Ketawa Dengan Kuat for those who don't know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(OMG YES ADA GOSSIP GIRL DAH ! DON'T HAVE TO WAIT FOR TOMORROW !!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had our English paper today and I predict low marks for my essays because lo and behold, I had no time. SERIOUSLY. An hour and 45 minutes for 2 essays and 2 hours and 15 minutes for some stupid questions. So stupid. I could have used like I don't another half an hour for my essay ?!! I don't need that much time to finish my paper 2 ! Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK OMG I JUST FINISHED WATCHING GOSSIP GIRL AND EPISODE BY EPISODE, IT NEVER FAILS TO REMIND ME HOW MUCH I LOVE THE UPPER EAST SIDERS !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So much love for Chuck. SO much love. I don't mind him with this Eva girl but come on, Blair and Chuck were epic lah k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;K that's all. I'm seriously going to go do maths now k bye xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7507957594000740241?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7507957594000740241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7507957594000740241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7507957594000740241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7507957594000740241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TKA7iggD1oI/AAAAAAAACHs/66Hb7Sv50to/s72-c/1091273168.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-122691227477278115</id><published>2010-09-22T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T06:05:49.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2109</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJn9eMiQqPI/AAAAAAAACHc/Rm8n6iB7LKc/s1600/iwillbecauseican:%250A%250ATHIS+ALARM+CLOCK+WON%E2%80%99T+TURN+OFF+UNTIL+YOU+STAND+ON+IT.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJn9eMiQqPI/AAAAAAAACHc/Rm8n6iB7LKc/s400/iwillbecauseican:%250A%250ATHIS+ALARM+CLOCK+WON%E2%80%99T+TURN+OFF+UNTIL+YOU+STAND+ON+IT.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519721513522079986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides the telephone and air conditioning, this is the best invention ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In order to snooze the alarm clock, you have to stand on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is made for people like me who can sleep through a hurricane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-122691227477278115?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/122691227477278115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=122691227477278115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/122691227477278115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/122691227477278115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/09/2109.html' title='2109'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJn9eMiQqPI/AAAAAAAACHc/Rm8n6iB7LKc/s72-c/iwillbecauseican:%250A%250ATHIS+ALARM+CLOCK+WON%E2%80%99T+TURN+OFF+UNTIL+YOU+STAND+ON+IT.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-7040812895921685285</id><published>2010-09-21T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T04:55:35.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(First) All-Nighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJ80f_yY1WI/AAAAAAAACHk/sgHJbEFNOeY/s1600/Watched+it+a+kabillion+times%26%23160%3B!+I+cry+every+single+time.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJ80f_yY1WI/AAAAAAAACHk/sgHJbEFNOeY/s400/Watched+it+a+kabillion+times%26%23160%3B!+I+cry+every+single+time.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521189392482882914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 430 in the morning and I have 'Dilemma' on iTunes accompanying me as I finish my Chemistry notes I borrowed  from Jia Wen. I am relaxing my fingers because I've been writing these damned notes since ntah bila. It hurts to write now !! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just finished watching Gossip Girl though. The Chuck/Blair train station scene actually made me cry !! So sedih please muka Chuck. SO SEDIH ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok hi. It's 6:11 now. FINALLY completed my kimia notes. All 51 pages of them. BACK AND FRONT ! Bloody tiring. My fingers don't function properly now. Wrote 'pink turns to alkali' instead of 'pink turns to colourless'. Haywire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trials start this Friday with Tasawwur first up. I'm already at that stage where going out (even just out for dinner) makes me feel guilty for not being at home and studying something. Omg sumpah I can't wait til this is all over ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going off to slumberland in 3, 2, 1 ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-7040812895921685285?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/7040812895921685285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=7040812895921685285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7040812895921685285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/7040812895921685285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-all-nighter.html' title='(First) All-Nighter'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJ80f_yY1WI/AAAAAAAACHk/sgHJbEFNOeY/s72-c/Watched+it+a+kabillion+times%26%23160%3B!+I+cry+every+single+time.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-4380770125412277983</id><published>2010-09-17T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T06:21:11.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJNjvnn5A3I/AAAAAAAACHE/02skh7Vy_Ts/s1600/1132110794.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJNjvnn5A3I/AAAAAAAACHE/02skh7Vy_Ts/s400/1132110794.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517863638200288114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cleaned my closet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired. Haha. How pathetic. Realized how many kajillion clothes we have. Half of it I won't wear now BECAUSE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've grown. Although I still am the same size (or almost) as I was 5 years back, I won't wear a top I bought when I was standard 5. I mean, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(HAHA I wanted to do several reasons to explain why I don't wear some clothes anymore but the above reason was the only one I could think of hahahahaha oops)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to give them all away. I mean, so many little girls out there pakai baju koyak rabak and I'm here telling you I have too many. Makes me feel bad. SO YES ! I'll give them to my mum and all of it will be someone else's ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, yesterday I went out to Shahrain's open house. And then it was off to OU with the boys for dinner with the rest at Carls Jr. As usual, I didn't finish my burger as it was HUMONGOUS. But yeah. Made a mistake by wearing my suede high heels (and I mean really high) and it hurt like crazy. So I was forced to buy a pair of flats. Which I actually am quite fond of now. SO COMFORTABLE. Cotton On ones, btw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna save ALL my duit raya. Hoping and wishing to go somewhere by the end of the year and I want to be able to have some money for myself to spend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-4380770125412277983?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/4380770125412277983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644933551390572142&amp;postID=4380770125412277983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4380770125412277983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644933551390572142/posts/default/4380770125412277983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/2010/09/le-clothes.html' title='Le Clothes'/><author><name>Nadia Zainudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371928403661616495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qiK6Ium1MQ/Tx2QVAxw23I/AAAAAAAACl8/5YZuSHLMcY8/s220/Photo%2B1199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJNjvnn5A3I/AAAAAAAACHE/02skh7Vy_Ts/s72-c/1132110794.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644933551390572142.post-582975955772882878</id><published>2010-09-16T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T05:08:49.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzYInabII/AAAAAAAACG8/vPHahXLkmKw/s1600/IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzYInabII/AAAAAAAACG8/vPHahXLkmKw/s400/IMG_1372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517528983204949122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzXh6sy2I/AAAAAAAACG0/uuUbhWp801E/s1600/IMG_1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzXh6sy2I/AAAAAAAACG0/uuUbhWp801E/s400/IMG_1210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517528972816862050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzXD-BjqI/AAAAAAAACGs/9amrUogQEKM/s1600/DSC_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzXD-BjqI/AAAAAAAACGs/9amrUogQEKM/s400/DSC_0240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517528964777741986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzWZsu6BI/AAAAAAAACGk/MyQ6qG5mbMk/s1600/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzWZsu6BI/AAAAAAAACGk/MyQ6qG5mbMk/s400/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517528953430927378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzVwXhSbI/AAAAAAAACGc/fNYf-xbP3KM/s1600/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JzIzome37_g/TJIzVwXhSbI/AAAAAAAACGc/fNYf-xbP3KM/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517528942336100786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA EVERYONE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was in Penang for a week. Lazed around for the better half of the whole week. ZZZ. Did not realize trials were so near. Damnnnnnn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malas gila babs to explain how my raya was. Ask me personally ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Bring on the open houses (and duit raya) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644933551390572142-582975955772882878?l=nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahadyouathello.blogspot.com/feeds/582975955772882878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.bl
