<?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-23598629</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:01:39.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dian</title><subtitle type='html'>I like blue</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-3083721057446785887</id><published>2008-06-07T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:28:39.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emas Hitam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SE_9IwLA6CI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CPinpr5LB2A/s1600-h/oil-on-water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SE_9IwLA6CI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CPinpr5LB2A/s400/oil-on-water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210661620702832674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terasa pahitnya dengan kenaikan harga minyak ini. Semalam berborak dengan Joanne, kesan negatif kenaikan harga minyak yang paling ketara adalah kewangan yang negatif.. Setelah dikira-kira.. aku terpaksa menambah perbelanjaan untuk petrol sebanyak RM90 sebulan. Maka ini akan menegatifkan saving aku.. erk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak website yang aku surf.. mengapa harga emas hitam ini naik mendadak..? apakah puncanya? kebanyakan apa yang aku baca adalah pendapat-pendapat econimist.. dan orang yang tahu sedikit sebanyak mengenai ekonomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk simple ekonomi.. harga boleh naik dengan disebabkan demand naik atau supplier turun. China dan India mempunyai kenaikan demand dan merupakan salah satu punca harga minyak ne naik. Yang bestnye.. negara kita pun salah satu punca kenaikan harga minyak.. sebab before this we supported with subsidiaries, yang mana adalah punca demand naik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krisis kenaikan kos untuk pam minyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kuasa membeli dalam mata wang US lemah.. alahai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada pendapat aku.. selalunya demand and supply sahaja tak akan menyebabkan kenaikan harga minyak mendadak.. selalunya harga akan naik dengan stabil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka aku percaya punca utama kenaikan harga minyak mendadak adalah disebabkan speculator.. and i found this &lt;a href="http://english.peopledaily.com.cn/200405/25/eng20040525_144309.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; is intersting.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi tak perlulah aku berasah marah pada Pak Lah, bukan salah dia.. Memang harga minyak negara kita adalah rendah.. yang mulanya aku was-was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka, marilah kita pakai NGV..! Memang harga minyak akan sentiasa naik.. tak pernah aku dengar harga turun.. ade orang cakap harga minyak naik mendadak ne hanya untuk sementara.. ontahlah.. tak kuaso den nak layan. Pakai NGV aku tak payah sesusah harapkan bintang turun ke bumi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-3083721057446785887?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/3083721057446785887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=3083721057446785887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3083721057446785887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3083721057446785887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2008/06/emas-hitam.html' title='Emas Hitam'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SE_9IwLA6CI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CPinpr5LB2A/s72-c/oil-on-water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4516944698256695627</id><published>2008-06-04T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:10:46.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh.. aku update..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SEbmHYNn-mI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1w7XwGMpNks/s1600-h/hello2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SEbmHYNn-mI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1w7XwGMpNks/s400/hello2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208103033533626978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aku dah tak ade keja agaknya.. koh koh.. ade kerja tapi berada dirumah..  tak pegi kerja.. di dapati gastrik angin dan makanan terkeluar semula.. ades.. bile tengok-tengok balik memang tersangat lama tak hupdet blog. Sampai nak tules ape pun dah tak reti.. ape nak jadik ngan kawan korang ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si kecik baru-baru ne ajak bercuti di Pulau Redang.. nak ikut. Tapi tak tau boleh ke tidak.. rasanya tak dapat nak join. Sekarang tengah busy buat Annual Report untuk CyberSecurity Malaysia. Menggu depan nak bersedia sedia dengan final artwork.. maka aku nak ngajak kawan-kawan yang kat area-area serdang ne pegi.. bila? marilah kita bersama-sama bincang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu depan kemungkinan aku free. Maka janji-janji mesti dikotakan. Cik Non.. minggu depan insyallah kite boleh makan seafood.. kesian cik Nurel terpaksa menunggu lama untuk makanan yang dijanjikan.. sambil-sambil tu bole la cerita pasal Redang pulau impian aku ne.. untuk confirmation yang pasti.. aku akan call korang yang menyatakan aku free minggu depan yah..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4516944698256695627?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4516944698256695627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4516944698256695627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4516944698256695627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4516944698256695627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2008/06/eh-aku-update.html' title='Eh.. aku update..?'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SEbmHYNn-mI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1w7XwGMpNks/s72-c/hello2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-304110136848065869</id><published>2008-01-10T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:11:46.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maal Hijrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SEbo0lZh7TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/D1ANXa_sIZk/s1600-h/hijrah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SEbo0lZh7TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/D1ANXa_sIZk/s400/hijrah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208106009190591794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Tahun Baru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Tahun Baru pada semua umat Islam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-304110136848065869?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/304110136848065869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=304110136848065869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/304110136848065869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/304110136848065869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2008/01/maal-hijrah.html' title='Maal Hijrah'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/SEbo0lZh7TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/D1ANXa_sIZk/s72-c/hijrah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-8702995685661202203</id><published>2008-01-01T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:56:38.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keazaman Mula ditanam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R30uZZkhIBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0M5LI7DKM2k/s1600-h/azam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R30uZZkhIBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0M5LI7DKM2k/s400/azam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151324562677374994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keazaman Mula ditanam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selamat menyambut tahun baru 2008. Semoga tahun ini dilimpahi keazaman yang tidak pernah hilang. Sejak dua menjak sebelum datangnya tahun baru.. aku rasa cam orang tadet hala tuju pun ader.. ape nak jadik? Main game sampai lebam. Umur dah 27 pun boleh layan game.. isk, memang kurang wajar aku rasa untuk terus hidup macam tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepatutnya umur-umur camni pegi belajar menjahit ke, memasak puding ke, menganyam tikar ke.. maksud aku keja yang memberikan pekdah. Tertanya-tanya jugak aku bile akan sampai masanya untuk aku berubah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadeh.. jawapannya memang pedih.. tak akan ada masannya untuk berubah sekiranya ditunggu.. sekiranya betul-betul ingin berubah.. sekarang! Adalah masanya. Betulkah kata-kta pedihku ini? Pedih tapi itulah realiti. Hendaknya aku terima dan bersedia untuk berubah tahun ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak diikutkan ade beberapa azam tahun lepas yang tak terbuat aku ni. Dengan hati yang tak pernah berputus asa.. aku ingin meyambung azam itu dijayakan tahun ini. Secara simpulannya, azam aku ini lebih menjurus kepada definasi seorang wanita. (Ini pun kata-kata pedih untuk diri sendiri ni..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk masa yang aku luangkan mase mengenalpastikan azam sendiri.. Inilah benda pertama yang lahir dari minda..(memang aku tahu kenapa) dan inilah yang teramat susah aku rasa.. dibandingkan azam-azam lepas. Hadei.. adakah aku mampu? (aku dah mula persoalkan kemampuan aku..) Seharusnya aku tanya.. adakah itu yang sebenar-benar aku mahu?? Dan aku terkelu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang jelas kelemahan aku ni. Memang seharusnya ini dijadikan azam. Mulai sekarang akan ku tanam. Dengan perubahan yang satu ini, terlalu banyak rasanya kebaikan lain akan lahir. Memang patutlah aku terkelu.. ia bukan sesuatu yang mudah.. dan tidak juga mustahil..&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/23598629-8702995685661202203?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/8702995685661202203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=8702995685661202203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/8702995685661202203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/8702995685661202203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2008/01/keazaman-mula-ditanam.html' title='Keazaman Mula ditanam'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R30uZZkhIBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0M5LI7DKM2k/s72-c/azam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-2592867079545119948</id><published>2007-11-20T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:07:24.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gitar akustik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R0HE5Xdo25I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4KSeTYWxkww/s1600-h/gitarku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134601540008991634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R0HE5Xdo25I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4KSeTYWxkww/s400/gitarku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gitar akustik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;isk.. lamenye tak update blog ne. Kesian.. dah berabuk dah blog ni.. hmm.. nak cakap bz sangat, tak juga. Nak cakap tak bz.. aku bz sebenarnya. Isk.. yang sebetulnya aku tidak meletakkan priority pada blog ne.. ha.. itulah sebenarnya. Maka, itu harus diubah. Kiranya tidak.. kenape aku create da blog at the 1st place? hehe.. maaf ya kawan2.. lame sangat tak jumpe ne.. banyak sangat nak bagitau.. banyak sangat nak dengar.. rindu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekejap ja dah akhir tahun. Ades.. terima kasih pada kenkawan yang ingat nak wish aku birthday. Terharu.. hehe. Akan ku ingat birthday korang juga.. terima kasih. Tak sangka ramai pulak yang ingat. Em.. tak pernah2 aku nak celebrate birthday sendiri, tahun ne.. aku terasa nak celebrate. Bole dikatakan tercapai ape yang aku nak capai tahun ini. Maka, aku memperhadiahkan diri sendiri.. akustiku. Hehe.. memang terasa mahal.. at the same time terasa berbaloi. peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak lupa juga.. em.. adikku dah nak kawen wehh!! haha.. langkah bendul ne. Apakan daya. Aku tak mampu menahan jodoh mereka.. semoga adikku berbahagia.. happy for her :D. Just like what im expected. Not really suprise. Sepatutnya aku suprise.. sebab aku mula terfikirkan diri sendiri.. ades.. letihnya nak fikir.. aa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R0HQgXdo26I/AAAAAAAAAHM/gXmZqJ3u_Qo/s1600-h/%E0%B8%B2%E0%B8%9F%E0%B8%81+%E0%B8%B2%E0%B8%9F%E0%B9%84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134614304651795362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R0HQgXdo26I/AAAAAAAAAHM/gXmZqJ3u_Qo/s400/%E0%B8%B2%E0%B8%9F%E0%B8%81+%E0%B8%B2%E0%B8%9F%E0%B9%84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, aku designkan kad kawen untuk adikku ini. Merah hati.. menyala.. kekeke.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-2592867079545119948?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/2592867079545119948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=2592867079545119948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/2592867079545119948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/2592867079545119948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/11/gitar-akustik.html' title='gitar akustik'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/R0HE5Xdo25I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4KSeTYWxkww/s72-c/gitarku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-7472732031370639544</id><published>2007-10-17T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:09:36.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RxXfI4WSDdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fM3r571Q0vg/s1600-h/raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RxXfI4WSDdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fM3r571Q0vg/s400/raya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122245494861598162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salam Aidilfitri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-7472732031370639544?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/7472732031370639544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=7472732031370639544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7472732031370639544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7472732031370639544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RxXfI4WSDdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fM3r571Q0vg/s72-c/raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-8357168950718503009</id><published>2007-08-31T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:05:10.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawanku..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rtg4N41A6UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iw-qJINOEJw/s400/wednyna03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104891988868655426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nyna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ini la kawanku Nyna. Dah selamat kawen dah.. Alhamdulillah. Seronok dapat jumpe member lame.. suma dah kawen ada anak sorang. Adeh.. yang single semakin sedikit. Ugh.. kalo pikir lelame memang terasa ketinggalan ne.. baik pikir kejap-kejap ja.. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rtg4C41A6TI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7TawisIiOz4/s400/wednyna02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104891799890094386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasangan Hijau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boleh dikatakan kat meja makan kitorang ne yang terkecoh.. nasib baik suasana memang sedia ada meriah.. takle terasa bikin kecoh meja kitorang ne. Mau tak nya.. suda berapa bulan tak jumpa. Adelak yang dah bertahun tak jumpa pun ade.. kohkoh.. anyway, majlis ini memanggil semula kenangan mase blaja dulu.. teringat CCE. Teringat betapa cumelnya aku time blaja dulu.. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rtg39I1A6SI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RrwgeGhHzbg/s400/wednyna04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104891701105846562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My UPM Friends..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gambar aku semestinya tadet. Akula yang banyak tangkap gamba.. kohkoh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-8357168950718503009?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/8357168950718503009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=8357168950718503009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/8357168950718503009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/8357168950718503009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/08/kawanku.html' title='Kawanku..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rtg4N41A6UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iw-qJINOEJw/s72-c/wednyna03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-3483728051914087695</id><published>2007-08-25T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T07:59:23.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fenin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RtBAPo1A6RI/AAAAAAAAAGc/w0DSzSoCw_Q/s400/life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102649015212763410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fenin adalah berasal dari perkataan pening. Ia membawa maksud seseorang itu mengalami kesakitan kepala tahap dewa sehingga tidak dapat fokus dengan tertib dan banyak merapu.. contohnya adalah sepeti sekarang.. aku fenin. Aku sekarang sedang berada di ofis dan menunggu file upload.. aku agak-agak ia mengambil masa 30 min untuk habih upload.. maka aku ada masa selama 30 min untuk merasa fenin disini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya korang berminat mendengar cricket game secara online.. bolehla singgah ke &lt;a href="www.hearcricket.com"&gt;HearCricket.com&lt;/a&gt;. Ini adalah salah satu dari hasil kerja aku. Dan disebabkan website inilah aku berada disini.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rase tadi aku makan nasi jagung yang membuatkan aku fenin cenggini. First time mak aku try masak nasi jagung ne.. dan ia adalah sedikit berminyak. Dah 2 kali pegi toilet.. meragam pula perut.. ditambah dengan fenin ini.. adeh. Esok member aku kawen.. makan lagi nasi minyak.. adeh.. kesiannya perutku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu.. dah pukul 11 malam. Aku nak balik.. ciow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-3483728051914087695?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/3483728051914087695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=3483728051914087695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3483728051914087695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3483728051914087695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/08/fenin.html' title='Fenin'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RtBAPo1A6RI/AAAAAAAAAGc/w0DSzSoCw_Q/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-2195487732783868851</id><published>2007-08-16T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T09:18:38.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monoposkah..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RsxhW_EkamI/AAAAAAAAAGU/EKEmczsE46Y/s400/monopos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101559525419543138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monoposkan..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak dua menjak ne mak aku ade je bende tak puas hati ngan aku. Entah kenapa. Memang silap aku.. ya! Aku mengaku.. memang sepatutnya ditegur. Baiklah. Cuma.. aku kurang paham. Cara aku ditegur cam tadet orang lain pernah melakukan kesilapan sedemikian. Akula satu-satunya manusia yang wujud melakukan kesilapan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. makin aku piker makin tak paham. Kenapa la agaknya mak aku emo camne.. ke aku yang emo..? Eheh.. entah-entah dua-dua pun hemo tak kene tampat.. ahaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleh nak panjang-panjang. Walaupun mak aku cukup emo.. ataupun mungkin dia tak dapat terima kenyataan aku melakukan kesilapan sedemikian. Hujung pangkalnya.. yang penting adalah perubahan. Biar aku perbaiki setiap satunya walaupun sekecil sagu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sebab aku anak sulung. Contoh teladan harus ada. Ataupun mak aku sedang mengalami saat genting monopos agaknya..&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/23598629-2195487732783868851?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/2195487732783868851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=2195487732783868851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/2195487732783868851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/2195487732783868851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/08/monoposkah.html' title='Monoposkah..?'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RsxhW_EkamI/AAAAAAAAAGU/EKEmczsE46Y/s72-c/monopos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-630028760665904161</id><published>2007-08-15T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T09:12:25.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambar Kemerdekaan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RsxgE_EkalI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j2gS_OvBvTU/s400/bungaraya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101558116670270034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gambar Kemerdekaan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari berjalan ngan Kec pegi amik gambar bendera kat kl. Sebelum amik gambar aku ngan Kec singgah Kinokuniya kejap. Cari buku HM Tuah. Hampanya.. buku dia tadet. Novel-novel biasa je ade. Pelik betul aku. Kedai sikit punya beso cenggini tapi buku yang aku carik tadet. Entah kenape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last-last aku tak beli pape. Aku cari kat tempat lain la lepas ni.. Hurmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas makan kitorang memulakan sesi mengambil gambar. Asal ade bendera je adela kitorang berdua kat situ.. tercongak-congak mencari angle best. Orang lain lalu lalang pndang tengok jelling kitorang buat dono je.. dah biasa dah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang tu cuaca agak mendung. Menyukarkan aku nak amik gambar bendera gemilang.. takut blurr.. Hurm.. nasib tidak menyebelahi. Tapet, photoshop ade.. ^^. Taula cemane aku nak edjas nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya.. dekat jam 8 baru sampai semula di Cheras. Kitorang dinner dulu sebelum balik. Sempat borak-borak melepaskan lelah. Sampai umah aku tak sempat copy gamba dalam pc. Mandi terus tido.. letihnya..&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/23598629-630028760665904161?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/630028760665904161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=630028760665904161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/630028760665904161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/630028760665904161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/08/gambar-kemerdekaan.html' title='Gambar Kemerdekaan'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RsxgE_EkalI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j2gS_OvBvTU/s72-c/bungaraya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-9125712742343077150</id><published>2007-08-08T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T09:10:19.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bile Lagi..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RsxfD_EkakI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5ljr_KAWN2w/s400/engaged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101556999978773058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Bile Lagi..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahaa..!&lt;br /&gt;Pergh.. Lamenye tak update blog sendiri. Memang ade sarang lelabah da.. haha.. malas tahap dewa aku update blog neh.. adeh. Ntah kenape sejak dua menjak ne. Asal aku nak update je idea tadet. Pastu tadet excitement langsung nak update. Knapa ja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak sangat berita baru.. Adik aku.. Yaty dah bertunang awal bulan 8 tempoh hari. Selamat dah dia.. Hurm.. mase makcik-makcik aku ne dating umah tolong masak.. memang tak dapat aku melarikan diri dari soklan cepu emas.. tu dia.. “along bile lagi..?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letih aku menjawab. Coming soon. Dalam hati aku.. Adeh.. soon kebendenya.. teman pun tadet.. cemano? Haha.. garu kepala la aku jawab. Last2 sampai satu tahap tu.. bile semua makcik-makcik aku dah tanya sampai 2 3 kali.. aku kate ngan selamba.. “ntahla.. tak tau nak jawab cemana dah..”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamik.. anyway.. antara ramai2 manusia time tuh.. aku Nampak muka mak aku berseri-seri.. sukanya dia.. :p. Alhamdulillah.&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/23598629-9125712742343077150?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/9125712742343077150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=9125712742343077150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/9125712742343077150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/9125712742343077150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/08/bile-lagi.html' title='Bile Lagi..?'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RsxfD_EkakI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5ljr_KAWN2w/s72-c/engaged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4924412411205385244</id><published>2007-05-30T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:54:52.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Pirates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rl2sJ_M1IXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xq6W0GNetpo/s1600-h/pirates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rl2sJ_M1IXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xq6W0GNetpo/s400/pirates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070398043073094002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets Pirates!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahad lepas aku ngan mak aku gi tengok pirates! Yeay! Gile excited. Ingat petang tu lepas gi majlis tunang kawan aku,singgah mines jap gi beli tiket. Tapi rancangan aku berubah sedikit time tu.. Si kec ajak gi tgk degree show. Poyo jer kejap. Hmm.. nyesal tak bawak kamera time tu.. ades.. satu penyesalan yang amat sangat.. muahaha. Bole dikatekan petang tu aku bengang kejap la ngan si kec. Aku tak sempat beli tiket.. pastu stress.. melampau betul aku ne.. tak sangka sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last2 si yati cakap datang awal.. pegi beli tiket org reserve tak amik. Aku masih lagi stress.. tak suke betul dengan bende yg tak pasti ni.. dengan nada tak bersemangat aku bagitau mak.. kite pegi try jela mak.. kalo ade, adela.. kalo takde, takdela.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku masih lagi tak percaya aku masih ade peluang mendapatkan tiket. Aku ntah org keberapa beratur time tu. Dalam hati aku siap nak tgk cerite lain. Akhirnya.. ade tiket lagi rupanya.. kat belakang plak tu.. pergh.. terus excited berseri semula hari aku.. muahahaha..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penilaian aku dalam cerite ne.. aku nak tengok lagi sekali wei..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4924412411205385244?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4924412411205385244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4924412411205385244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4924412411205385244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4924412411205385244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/05/lets-pirates.html' title='Lets Pirates'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rl2sJ_M1IXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xq6W0GNetpo/s72-c/pirates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-3144268363741327638</id><published>2007-05-13T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:36:05.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu hari di pd..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc_9ArBJBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zKqftfuJrAE/s1600-h/pd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc_9ArBJBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zKqftfuJrAE/s400/pd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064086623386412050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;berehat-rehat bersama pasir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time hari pekerja aku terasa nak gi jenjalan. Maka aku pun mengikut si kecik and the geng pegi ke PD. Entahla.. aku buakannye gemo pegi PD. Siap  decide takmo mandi pantai lagi.. tujuan pergi ke pantai adalah semata-mata aku nak melihat ketenangan laut.. supaya aku leh setenang laut time tu.. peh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc99ArBJAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/t6-7giweO4k/s1600-h/pd11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc99ArBJAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/t6-7giweO4k/s400/pd11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064084424363156482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seluas laut.. ada yg serabut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tetapi janji pada diri tinggal janji saja. Sebaik saja aku lihat kebiruan kehijaun (aqua) aku terus cakap ngan kecik.. "jom singgah kedai jap nak beli seluar mandi.." muahaha.. sampai ketahap itu aku teruja ngan air laut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc9eArBI8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/8SV76s1OJAM/s1600-h/pd9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc9eArBI8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/8SV76s1OJAM/s400/pd9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064083891787211714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kitorang singgah kedai rm5.99. Memang tak akan lupa kedai ni. Kitorang semua terpengaruh dengar iklan radio dia.. aku beli seluar hawai.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc9WArBI7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1biCDkvbIIg/s1600-h/pd12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc9WArBI7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1biCDkvbIIg/s400/pd12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064083754348258226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku betul2 enjoy trip ke pd ne. Walaupun hanya kat PD saje.. Aku rasa ruang aku sangat luas.. mampu menarik nafas sedalamnya.. walaupun kepala adalah sesesaknya. Kat sini aku la photographernya. Tak berentila aku amik gambo. Kalo dah minat tu.. tak perlukan ape2 alasan lain selain meminatinya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc9OgrBI6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/vSsFTEXrNKQ/s1600-h/pd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc9OgrBI6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/vSsFTEXrNKQ/s400/pd3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064083625499239330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keesokannya kitorang pepagi bangun semata-mata nak mandi takmo hitam. Bukannye ape sgt pun. Takat berendam apung apung je. Yang penting aku telah berada dlam air laut aqua ini.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-3144268363741327638?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/3144268363741327638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=3144268363741327638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3144268363741327638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3144268363741327638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/05/satu-hari-di-pd_13.html' title='Satu hari di pd..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rkc_9ArBJBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zKqftfuJrAE/s72-c/pd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-320215096910708431</id><published>2007-04-24T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T08:51:23.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentuhan Listrikmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="340" height="60" id="divmp3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.divshare.com/flash/divmp3.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="myFile=http://apollo.divshare.com/apollo2/files/2007/04/24/474176/M_Nasir_-_Sentuhan_Listrikmu.mp3&amp;myTitle=M_Nasir_-_Sentuhan...&amp;myLink=http://www.divshare.com/download/474176-7e1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.divshare.com/flash/divmp3.swf" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="340" height="60" name="divmp3" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" wmode="transparent" flashVars="myFile=http://apollo.divshare.com/apollo2/files/2007/04/24/474176/M_Nasir_-_Sentuhan_Listrikmu.mp3&amp;myTitle=M_Nasir_-_Sentuhan...&amp;myLink=http://www.divshare.com/download/474176-7e1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentuhan Listrikmu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisakah aku bertanya padamu&lt;br /&gt;Di mana datang sayang ini&lt;br /&gt;Di redup matamu&lt;br /&gt;Atau bisikan mesra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah kerna sentuhan listrikmu&lt;br /&gt;Membuat ku terus berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini hanya milikmu saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentuhanmu bukan datang dari&lt;br /&gt;Dunia materi&lt;br /&gt;Terasa ini pernah mengusikku&lt;br /&gt;Bagai de javu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku rindu sentuhanmu&lt;br /&gt;Ku damba sentuhanmu&lt;br /&gt;Tiada lain yang ku inginkan&lt;br /&gt;Hanyalah&lt;br /&gt;Hanya sentuhanmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-320215096910708431?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/320215096910708431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=320215096910708431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/320215096910708431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/320215096910708431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/04/sentuhan-listrikmu-bisakah-aku-bertanya.html' title='Sentuhan Listrikmu'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4633121531738611117</id><published>2007-04-19T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T09:29:40.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiZB7620SoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U8oYX5Fn-s4/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiZB7620SoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U8oYX5Fn-s4/s400/lost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054800129437223554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something Is Lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when something is lost&lt;br /&gt;and it can’t be found&lt;br /&gt;u think about crush&lt;br /&gt;it always let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stories they change&lt;br /&gt;it may take some time&lt;br /&gt;our lives rearranged&lt;br /&gt;they always let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it’s over and out&lt;br /&gt;and you’re alone inside&lt;br /&gt;u think about amour&lt;br /&gt;it used to let u down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost my interest&lt;br /&gt;So I won't feel down&lt;br /&gt;my life smiled heartless&lt;br /&gt;Turning up side down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4633121531738611117?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4633121531738611117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4633121531738611117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4633121531738611117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4633121531738611117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/04/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiZB7620SoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U8oYX5Fn-s4/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-6910682880865004183</id><published>2007-04-15T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T10:52:44.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets rock da house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiJi6hzM-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1UcCNKsGFLo/s1600-h/home1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiJi6hzM-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1UcCNKsGFLo/s400/home1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053710489508182610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before Paint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ini adalah rumah aku sebelum kami mula mengecat. Satu hari suntuk mengecat umah.. letih cam nak patah pinggang pun ada.. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiJieBzM-kI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0YmA9QsafKw/s1600-h/home2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiJieBzM-kI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0YmA9QsafKw/s400/home2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053709999881910850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hijaunya pemandangan umah. Kehkehkeh.. Ni suma idea ayah aku la nak kaler hijau. Dia cakap kalo tengok tv background kaler hijau tak sakit sangat mate. Alahai.. orang tua dah kate cenggitu.. kitorang pon ok lah.. Lets rock da house.. wahahaha.. setiap kali aku lalu area tv umah aku.. aku jadik excited semacam.. memang merangsangkan minda betul kaler ne.. yey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiJiLxzM-jI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VY30TxYNV7c/s1600-h/home3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiJiLxzM-jI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VY30TxYNV7c/s400/home3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053709686349298226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After and after&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha.. ini adalah kaler pilihan aku. COklat cair ngan cream.. Satu gabungan warna yang menenangkan.. kalo kepala korang berserabut jemputla datang umah aku.. dok kat ruang tamu minum kopi.. tenang~ syok aku duduk kat rumah sendiri.. ruang pun nampak besar jer.. Tapi bile toleh ke kiri, belah area tv.. rase fresh semacam..  Agak kacau bilau jugakla kaler psikologi yang aku alami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Insyallah.. minggu depan aku ngan adek2 aku suma nak cat sikit kaler dark brown kat tepi2 pintu.. maka.. jadikla seperti kaler pokok.. atas hijau bawah coklat dan bawahnya lagi adalah kaler tanah.. Konsepnye datang dari situ la.. warna natural.. datangla umah aku weh.. aku buatkan kopi.. lalala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-6910682880865004183?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/6910682880865004183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=6910682880865004183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/6910682880865004183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/6910682880865004183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/04/lets-rock-da-house.html' title='Lets rock da house'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RiJi6hzM-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1UcCNKsGFLo/s72-c/home1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-1343564653482738587</id><published>2007-04-09T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T06:54:21.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seafood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhpEH7_PIsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZcFANCxLmOg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhpEH7_PIsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZcFANCxLmOg/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051424835202130626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seafood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam aku satu keluarga pegi makan makan kat Bagan Lalang. Makan seafood, yang disponsor habeh oleh Yati dan bakal tunangnya.. Mekaseh Ngah. Jasamu akan ku kenang.. belanja la lagi bile senang.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak tau cemane nak cerite apa yang terjadi kat diri aku sendiri.. Bukan tak boleh cerita.. Maleh nak menulis panjang dalam blog ne. Some more.. tak sesuai pun nak tules dalam ne.. maka aku biarkanlah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sebenarnya kat ofis lagik. Kunci aku holang. Dan semua orang dah balik.. maka tinggal aku sensorang. Jawabnya kene tunggu Vicky datang bukak pintu ar.. arghh.. lamenye aku tunggu.. aku dah lapar ne oi.. oi... cepatla datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral di sini, jangan sekali-kali hilangkan kunci ofis. Menyesal tak sudah jawabnya. Pedihnya.. perut aku.. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-1343564653482738587?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/1343564653482738587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=1343564653482738587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/1343564653482738587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/1343564653482738587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/04/seafood.html' title='Seafood'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhpEH7_PIsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZcFANCxLmOg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-703412138561766633</id><published>2007-04-08T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T04:43:49.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhjSRL_PIqI/AAAAAAAAADs/S1CNA0gvQmw/s1600-h/tired_pen_stand.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhjSRL_PIqI/AAAAAAAAADs/S1CNA0gvQmw/s400/tired_pen_stand.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051018174813643426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div LIGN="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tired me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lately I'm feeling really really weak. Tired.. exhausted.. Maybe I put too much stress on myself.. thinking to much.. and I dont want to relax.. stress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much I can say about myself currently. I have a new favourite to stay home. Doing some home stuff and watching movies. Hmm.. Yesterday my family and I had some home decoration.. painting our wall.. brown, peach and green. A natural color.. and before I forgot.. I just wanted to tell that my sis is getting engage end of this year or early next year.. Insyaallah. Hey, dun ask me when is my turn.. there are long long way to go ok.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friend cik nona and cik Nurel..  i am so sorry about the other day.. I couldnt manage to meet u guys. I just hate it when its happen to me. I really wanted to meet all of u.. Maybe some other time.. if possible we meet on weekend ok.. so sorry.. huhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-703412138561766633?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/703412138561766633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=703412138561766633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/703412138561766633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/703412138561766633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhjSRL_PIqI/AAAAAAAAADs/S1CNA0gvQmw/s72-c/tired_pen_stand.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4772940633532758168</id><published>2007-04-05T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T04:54:09.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhjXkL_PIrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jop6_iN7stI/s1600-h/3d-art-fantasy-pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhjXkL_PIrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jop6_iN7stI/s400/3d-art-fantasy-pictures.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051023998789296818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantasy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time keep testing me myself. I am addicted to my own fantasy creation. Outside influences are so strong in between. I just need to define what it is. What is this kind of feeling. Since that I had left the confusing surrounding me.. well how do I feel right now..? I don't want to live in reality.. That is a simple statement as it is came from.. I want to dissolve and break it into a pieces.. So I'm able to get a big picture.. defining more and slightly deeper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like writing this feeling down.. what a tired feeling.. duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4772940633532758168?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4772940633532758168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4772940633532758168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4772940633532758168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4772940633532758168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-keep-testing-me-myself.html' title='Fantasy'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RhjXkL_PIrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jop6_iN7stI/s72-c/3d-art-fantasy-pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-6448284746401985122</id><published>2007-03-12T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T04:27:12.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RfQssyldGQI/AAAAAAAAADg/w2rJxh0qy5k/s1600-h/10197214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RfQssyldGQI/AAAAAAAAADg/w2rJxh0qy5k/s400/10197214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040703030939162882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;What do you think..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is a signal..&lt;br /&gt;There is a respond,&lt;br /&gt;When there is a time..&lt;br /&gt;There is a day,&lt;br /&gt;When the time is come,&lt;br /&gt;There is a meeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time at a moment,&lt;br /&gt;There is something to find out..&lt;br /&gt;When you found trust,&lt;br /&gt;There is a security..&lt;br /&gt;When you feel comfort,&lt;br /&gt;There is a love..&lt;br /&gt;When the time is over,&lt;br /&gt;There are passionate lover..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When somebody say's "when"?&lt;br /&gt;There is a time to tell,&lt;br /&gt;There is no need to ask..&lt;br /&gt;When you found the answer is here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-6448284746401985122?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/6448284746401985122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=6448284746401985122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/6448284746401985122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/6448284746401985122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/03/when.html' title='When'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RfQssyldGQI/AAAAAAAAADg/w2rJxh0qy5k/s72-c/10197214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4554307156655165936</id><published>2007-03-10T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T07:06:05.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My desk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RfLIzildGPI/AAAAAAAAADY/fKlD55knz88/s1600-h/Picture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RfLIzildGPI/AAAAAAAAADY/fKlD55knz88/s400/Picture+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040311720763791602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Desktop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku jarang guna pc kat umah.. most of the time aku pakai mac kat opis.. maka aku letak desk opis aku.. =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4554307156655165936?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4554307156655165936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4554307156655165936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4554307156655165936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4554307156655165936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-desk.html' title='My desk'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RfLIzildGPI/AAAAAAAAADY/fKlD55knz88/s72-c/Picture+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-1810811464263322113</id><published>2007-03-04T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:13:41.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RelYV_9U4ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/BfEOQ7XHvFo/s1600-h/weirdo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RelYV_9U4ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/BfEOQ7XHvFo/s400/weirdo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037654793159762322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird thing I do..? Ehem..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Rules &amp;amp; Regulations:&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts out by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you nee to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gamerz - I can be considered as gamerz. Currently Im getting addict with Pirate King Online Games. Got really addict.. into the level i wont eat, and I dont want to do anything else. Just wanna enjoy da game! Dont disturb me.. lol. It is really bad, especially it affect my social life.. and a bit of my performance at work.. well.. what to do.. I dont care how old I am.. Im addicted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jog at night - Im having a really dangerous weird habit. When I am stress.. I couldnt solve it soon. Its really stuck in my mind. When its stuck.. I cannot sleep well. I keep thinking about it badly. Sometimes it took me the whole night just to get sleep. =.= terrible feeling. If its keep bothering me a few days.. I will go jogg at night no matter how tired I am after work. The result? I just need a few seconds to fall asleep. Amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Self talk -  Haha.. having this kind of weirdo just like Nurel said. I talk so much to myself.. not only to get encourage. Also to keep me in good mood when I am too excited about something. Lol.. I had read the article about this.. actually it is good for your self esteem. Its build up your esteem and it is not crazy.. the fact is.. everyone talk to themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. First Impression? - Haha.. this is kind of weird thing I do. Each time I met someone I just knew I really looks at their appearance. Well, first impression is important to me.. the weird thing is I value it form what kind of shoes their wear. Lol.. I dun know scientifically why.. what can I say is.. when I look at someone shoes I can predict what type of people you are.. it is the most accurate that anything else that I study. So watch out.. when you wanna go out with me.. make sure you wear a good nice shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Mirror mirror on the wall - I dun know why each time I had opportunities to look at my face in the mirror.. I will gladly say how cute I am.. lol.. I am cute..! yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Uniquely me - I like to do something different that other would do. Lately I met this one guy.. we being a friend now.. and he is Niger.. hergh.. I also wondering why Im doing such a thing.. what can I assure you.. I have intention to have a try something new. No matter how good or how bad it is.. I want to have a try.. for me it is like a self discovery.. get to know myself better.. what I like and what I dunt like.. The only way to know this.. I would like to have a try then from there I'll evaluate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whome I tag..?&lt;br /&gt;Seem to me there is now one I can tag!&lt;br /&gt;So, to whoever read this blog.. you are tagged.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then leave your comment here.&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/23598629-1810811464263322113?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/1810811464263322113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=1810811464263322113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/1810811464263322113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/1810811464263322113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/04/weirdo.html' title='Weirdo..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RelYV_9U4ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/BfEOQ7XHvFo/s72-c/weirdo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-8553158061601233774</id><published>2007-02-25T00:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:37:13.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Have a Ride?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/ReFEqYIY-GI/AAAAAAAAADA/KeaJTc6zlo0/s1600-h/CSS4BB9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/ReFEqYIY-GI/AAAAAAAAADA/KeaJTc6zlo0/s320/CSS4BB9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035381353199761506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghost Rider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div alugn="justify"&gt;Malam tadik aku pegi tengok movie. Aku datang gi wangsa maju jemput si prince ne. Haha.. kitorang gi dekat je.. Kat Galaxy Ampang. Agaknya disebabkan dah berumur kiotrang memang tadet keinginan nak pi tempat sesak2. Sempoi sungguh aku rasa.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mase beli tiket sedara Budi yang mana adalah suami kepada kawan aku tepon. Last2 diorang suami isteri pun nak join kitorang tengok movie.. bleh? Aku tadet hal.. bleh jumpa ngan kawan aku ne.. dah lame tak jumpe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semasa dalam perjalanan menjemput kawan aku ne.. Banyak soalan2 cepu emas yang aku tanya kat Budi. Macam susah jugakla di nak menjawap. Aku perasan dia amik masa beberapa saat sebelum menjawab aku, dan tiada jawapan sponta.. kohkoh.. Best tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang baru aku perasan.. itulah soalan serius yang pertama aku pernah tanya pada seorang lelaki. Adakah aku serius? Haha.. langkah awal agaknya. Aku sendiri tak tau kenape tergerak nak tanya soalan tu.. Budi pun macam pelik je ngan soalan aku.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. so far aku puas hati ngan jawapan soalan tersebut. Apa yang aku nampak adalah sama seperti yang diperkatakan. Then? Going into deep level? Hmm.. I don't think this is a right time.. there is one more thing I wasn't sure about him..&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit unsure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka kesimpulannya, I enjoy watching the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-8553158061601233774?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/8553158061601233774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=8553158061601233774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/8553158061601233774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/8553158061601233774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/02/can-i-have-ride.html' title='Can I Have a Ride?'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/ReFEqYIY-GI/AAAAAAAAADA/KeaJTc6zlo0/s72-c/CSS4BB9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-7186455893650758650</id><published>2007-02-04T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:37:49.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RcT_BgtZYrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bpqkTKzGupI/s1600-h/broke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RcT_BgtZYrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bpqkTKzGupI/s320/broke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027423485477610162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Priceless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not about my love story,&lt;br /&gt;It is about something I love to do,&lt;br /&gt;I fall into emotional destructive manners,&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend like it doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;Some effort I want to make it better,&lt;br /&gt;All about my passionate desires,&lt;br /&gt;I cried deep into madness,&lt;br /&gt;Endless..&lt;br /&gt;It is long.. far away to see a brightness,&lt;br /&gt;What I feel is painful yet priceless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;Dian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-7186455893650758650?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/7186455893650758650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=7186455893650758650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7186455893650758650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7186455893650758650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/02/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RcT_BgtZYrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bpqkTKzGupI/s72-c/broke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-7355954399409584519</id><published>2007-01-28T09:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T09:11:30.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzYsgtZYqI/AAAAAAAAACo/hO4S7OmsWI8/s1600-h/aku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzYsgtZYqI/AAAAAAAAACo/hO4S7OmsWI8/s400/aku.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025129543444816546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku pakai tudung..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-7355954399409584519?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/7355954399409584519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=7355954399409584519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7355954399409584519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7355954399409584519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzYsgtZYqI/AAAAAAAAACo/hO4S7OmsWI8/s72-c/aku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-3734708603253771625</id><published>2007-01-28T09:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T09:04:33.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Pengantin Baru..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzS4QtZYmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u_uwnOdUjCk/s1600-h/asmahzl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzS4QtZYmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u_uwnOdUjCk/s400/asmahzl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025123148238512738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asmah &amp; Zul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selamat pengantin baru.. dan tahniah.. Semoga dimurahkan rezeki hingga ke anak cucu. Hari satu hari aku, Nona, El, Sae ngan Qiey pegi jalan makan nasik pengantin. Sampai senak la perut dibuatnya.. Mulanya konfius2 jugak aku sapalah si Zul ne.. dah tengok muka.. barula aku teringat memori2 skolah.. yang peliknya.. bab tuisyen si el sebut2 tadet langsung dalam kotak fikiran aku.. aku rasa.. aku dah lupa ingatan.. ataupun korang ne memori kuat mengalahkan orang biasa.. ajaib sungguh kawan aku ne bleh ingat cerita bertahun2 lepas.. erk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzUgQtZYnI/AAAAAAAAACA/Nij5gPPM6z0/s1600-h/candid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzUgQtZYnI/AAAAAAAAACA/Nij5gPPM6z0/s400/candid1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025124934944907890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bisik2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mase nak balik tu sempat pulak la si Nurel nagn Si Asma ni borak2. Aku ngan yang lelain agak tidak suka menunggu berdiri.. jadi kitorang beramai2 membuat sesi mengambil gambar apa yang ada depan mata.. nasibla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzVIgtZYoI/AAAAAAAAACI/kLGpi_PDMic/s1600-h/candid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzVIgtZYoI/AAAAAAAAACI/kLGpi_PDMic/s400/candid2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025125626434642562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candid~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebelum balik tu sempat lagi kitorang nak amik gambar.. Yela.. ade 3 kamera.. Maka dengan itu kitorang pun bercadang amik gambar.. Aku rasa Sae tak perasan kot aku tercandid gambar dia ne.. kohkoh.. tula.. taula excited.. bersemangat betul dia setting nak amik gambar kitorang.. Maaf ye Sae.. macam best pulak taruk gambar ni kat sini.. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzVUgtZYpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eIcHpqK-zKw/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzVUgtZYpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eIcHpqK-zKw/s400/smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025125832593072786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bright Smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan sesi terakhir amik gambar.. Marilah senyum selepas kenyang makan.. yey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-3734708603253771625?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/3734708603253771625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=3734708603253771625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3734708603253771625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3734708603253771625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/selamat-pengantin-baru.html' title='Selamat Pengantin Baru..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbzS4QtZYmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u_uwnOdUjCk/s72-c/asmahzl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-3024157751336876514</id><published>2007-01-27T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T07:44:14.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Moods #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbtzDAtZYlI/AAAAAAAAABs/VXpoHZGEuSE/s1600-h/klassik1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbtzDAtZYlI/AAAAAAAAABs/VXpoHZGEuSE/s400/klassik1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024736304829129298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-3024157751336876514?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/3024157751336876514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=3024157751336876514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3024157751336876514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/3024157751336876514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-moods-4.html' title='Night Moods #4'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbtzDAtZYlI/AAAAAAAAABs/VXpoHZGEuSE/s72-c/klassik1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-7751094133204058895</id><published>2007-01-27T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T07:38:10.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Moods #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rbtu1QtZYkI/AAAAAAAAABg/XTsLd21YIL0/s1600-h/klassik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rbtu1QtZYkI/AAAAAAAAABg/XTsLd21YIL0/s400/klassik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024731670559416898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-7751094133204058895?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/7751094133204058895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=7751094133204058895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7751094133204058895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/7751094133204058895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-moods-3.html' title='Night Moods #3'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rbtu1QtZYkI/AAAAAAAAABg/XTsLd21YIL0/s72-c/klassik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4956858064121072537</id><published>2007-01-27T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T07:21:06.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Moods #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbttZgtZYjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZbR90YYXD7I/s1600-h/klassik2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbttZgtZYjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZbR90YYXD7I/s400/klassik2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024730094306419250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4956858064121072537?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4956858064121072537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4956858064121072537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4956858064121072537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4956858064121072537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-moods-2.html' title='Night Moods #2'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbttZgtZYjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZbR90YYXD7I/s72-c/klassik2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-9219093789594788678</id><published>2007-01-27T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T07:10:12.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Moods #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rbtq9wtZYiI/AAAAAAAAABI/P1LqSIqLHYA/s1600-h/klassik3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rbtq9wtZYiI/AAAAAAAAABI/P1LqSIqLHYA/s400/klassik3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024727418541793826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-9219093789594788678?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/9219093789594788678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=9219093789594788678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/9219093789594788678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/9219093789594788678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-moods-1.html' title='Night Moods #1'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/Rbtq9wtZYiI/AAAAAAAAABI/P1LqSIqLHYA/s72-c/klassik3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4959269733378603825</id><published>2007-01-22T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T09:48:48.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I go to Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbOmQQtZYhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/axNlB4GmdmE/s1600-h/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbOmQQtZYhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/axNlB4GmdmE/s400/light.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022540807741727250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku pegi tengok waygn ngan mak aku. Cerite Museum.. Hmm.. Aku rase    malas nak menaip. Ape yang bestnye menggu ini.. kad gym aku hilang. Puas aku carik tak jumpa. Nampak gaya nak kena bayar sebab kad hilang. Semalam buat ubat resdung. Lilinkan muka.. Terkejut jugak aku banyaknya.. 1st time tengok aku ade resdung sebanyak itu.. hmm.. semalam gi Cheras.. jumpa siKecik. Mase on the way tu tetiba rase nak amik gambar.. test power amik gambar malam.. kekeke.. Hah..! Berat aku naik hampir 55 kg! Happy nyer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4959269733378603825?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4959269733378603825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4959269733378603825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4959269733378603825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4959269733378603825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-go-to-museum.html' title='I go to Museum'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RbOmQQtZYhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/axNlB4GmdmE/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4452232516197666013</id><published>2007-01-13T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:11:34.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap 2#</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RanJTgtZYgI/AAAAAAAAAAw/utFbhbvSiys/s1600-h/jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RanJTgtZYgI/AAAAAAAAAAw/utFbhbvSiys/s400/jam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019764596716167682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4452232516197666013?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4452232516197666013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4452232516197666013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4452232516197666013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4452232516197666013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/snap-2.html' title='Snap 2#'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RanJTgtZYgI/AAAAAAAAAAw/utFbhbvSiys/s72-c/jam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-439104467559313365</id><published>2007-01-13T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:08:20.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap 1#</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RanImAtZYfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jvbEs-Pb8es/s1600-h/gas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RanImAtZYfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jvbEs-Pb8es/s400/gas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019763815032119794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-439104467559313365?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/439104467559313365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=439104467559313365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/439104467559313365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/439104467559313365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/snap-1.html' title='Snap 1#'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RanImAtZYfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jvbEs-Pb8es/s72-c/gas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4965849016283942185</id><published>2007-01-13T08:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T08:04:56.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut. cut.. cut..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RakCuAtZYeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/M2ciZC5MafU/s1600-h/haircut_photo11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RakCuAtZYeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/M2ciZC5MafU/s200/haircut_photo11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019546249168773602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I.. I cut my hair..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-4965849016283942185?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4965849016283942185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4965849016283942185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4965849016283942185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4965849016283942185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/cut-cut-cut.html' title='Cut. cut.. cut..!'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RakCuAtZYeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/M2ciZC5MafU/s72-c/haircut_photo11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-4962141078309512553</id><published>2007-01-12T10:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:36:37.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growth and Survive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RafQkAtZYdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZfwULWfvHv8/s400/pokok.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dekat 3 jam aku carik template untuk blog ne.. Sampai tak bleh duduk betul dah aku rasa.. hadeh.. Menyesal ari tu menggatalkan tangan pegi tukar blog google neh.. ces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last2 jumpa gak yang aku suka. Ade gak yang best2 tadi.. tapi hampeh bile upload ade error. Entah mane pulak error dia. Dengan tahap kemalasan aku yang cenggini memang aku tak hingin nak mengkaji script. Aku rasa.. aku akan pakai lame template ne. Sebab aku malas.. malas! Hamek ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. penyakit aku ne Alhamdulliah semakin pulih. Nyaris2 hari tu aku nak cakap ngan bos aku.. aku nak berenti kerja.. Memang aku tak larat sungguh. Kalo aku berenti memang aku akan duduk rumah untuk jangka masa yang lama sampai aku rasa betul2 sehat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sib baik aku cakap nak cuti sebulan.. yang terkejutnya dia kasi pulak tu.. aku dah tergamam time tuh.. heh. Malam tu jugak ayah aku call sorang ustaz ne masalah kesihatan aku ne. Dia bacakan doa untuk air aku minum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya.. itulah keajaiban dan kekuasaan tuhan. aku rasa sehat cam sedia kala. Sikit pun tak terasa letih. Terus aku cakap ngan bos aku tak jadik cuti sebulan.. aku mintak cuti seminggu je.. nak buat full medical check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku clean dari segala penyakit yang mendatangkan keletihan. Hapetitis A, B, liver dan suma2 tu aku ok.. except anemia aku ne. Adeh.. Sekarang ne aku tengah tunggu result darah aku yang kedua pulak. Nak tau punca aku anemia.. Minggu depan baru dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu, setelah check sana check sini.. time aku nak gi keje keesokan harinya buleh pulak aku terjangkit selsema, sakit tekak ngan si Nurel. Ntah ape2 ntah.. Cuti la jawabnya. Teruk sakit aku.. 2 hari muntah2. Tak bleh makan nasik. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ne aku dok sok sek sok sek jela..&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/23598629-4962141078309512553?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/4962141078309512553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=4962141078309512553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4962141078309512553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/4962141078309512553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2007/01/growth-and-survive.html' title='Growth and Survive'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMw8cpSHwqg/RafQkAtZYdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZfwULWfvHv8/s72-c/pokok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116663430734497988</id><published>2006-12-20T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T09:05:07.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/810/652/320/793842/xmashoho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div algin="justify"&gt;Aku rase cam dah lame je tak update blog ne.. hadeh ape bley buat.. aku sekarang sedang busy main Pirate King Online.. hua hua..! Bleh jadi anti social aku dibuatnya.. dah dekat 3 minggu x pegi gym.. aku dah tak tau kenkawan aku ape criter.. dan aku sendiri sekarang ni dalam keadaan yg tidak cukup sehat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anemia aku datang balik.. rasa depress habis. Asal aku keje lame sket je aku dah rase sakit belakang disebabkan kepenatan yang terlampau.. dan yang herannya sekarang ne.. aku demam on and off macam nak bunuh diri pun ade..huhu Melampau sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah buat check up. Aku kene inject 4 kali dalam sehari. Akak nurse tu tak reti nak amik darah aku. Complen urat aku halusla.. aku takut sangatla.. dia tak tau aku dah berpluh kali kene amik darah.. hampeh peh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah sedia ada keletihan sekarang ne.. normal hemoglobin 11. Test aku 6.9. Huhu.. pastu segedabak pulak bagi aku vitamin. Folic asid, b complex, iron, ntah ape2 lagi aku tak hengat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punca aku demam biskut ne tak tau puncanya.. dalam sebulan insyaallah tau. Selamatkan la aku.. huhu. Result nak tunggu sebulan.. aku takut terlupa nak dtg balik amik result je.. tak pun aku buat2 lupa.. takutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat ofis aku banyak keja.. melampau boss aku ne. Mentang2 aku bleh buat.. sampai 4 job dalam task aku sekarang. tak agak2.. silap2 aku pijak org pulak.. kohkoh.. tensen aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu asal malam kul 10 je aku dah rase mild fever.. kesejukan.. macam nak pasang unggun api dalam rumah pun ada.. Nasib baik malaysia xde salji. Memang tak hidup aku kalo pegi greenland camne. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun pagi rase lembik semacam badan aku. Tak semangat pegi keja. Pelik aku.. Aku rasa sampai ketahap depress sebab benda normal yang aku biasa buat aku tak larat nak buat.. naik tangga pun boleh termengah kejap. Depress betul aku. Hoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape2 pun aku sedar.. ini semua adalah dugaanNya. Kena bawak banyak bersabar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116663430734497988?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116663430734497988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116663430734497988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116663430734497988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116663430734497988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/12/hoho.html' title='Hoho'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116283140801713911</id><published>2006-11-05T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T08:43:28.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siput</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/siput1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siput #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ne dah berjanji ngan cik Nona ngan cik nurel untuk beraya. Janjinya jam 1. Aku punya la tunggu cik nurel.. kalo lambat ½ jam tu aku bleh consider lagi la.. ini dekat sejam buleh..? tak hangin pulak aku. Dah la aku lapa.. kesian cik nurel kene sergah suruh cepat. Nasib baik dia tau malu keterlambatan.. kohkoh.. tu yang malu2 tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya sampai kat umah Jane. Ingat nak datang beraya dulu. Diorang dah abih beraya dah. Siap nak gerak gi kenduri kawen si Nora. Sesampai je Cik Nona sempat berposing ngan sport rim barunya.. dan cik wan pun ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/siput2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siput #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cik Nora nya kawen kat dewan dalam kawasan UPM. Dekat je. Sesampai kitorang makan2 dulu. Kendian baru jumpa pengantin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/siput3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siput #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dah abih renjis dipilis. Aku, Nurel, Nona ngan Anim sempat berdrama jap kat luar dewan. Tak tau la kenapa kitorang jadik cenggini. Yang pentingnya time tu memasing happy. Tak kesahla.. Yang aku tak tahannya.. siap nak berlakon salam bersalaman tu.. pastu gelak.. Aku terfikir juga logiknya.. kenape kene buat camne.. Lelame aku lupa sebab aku pun gelak sama.. hahaha..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/siput4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siput #4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kendian aku, Nurel, ngan Nona bertiga gerak ke rumah terbuka kawan cik nurel. Sesampai di Putrajaya aku terpegun jugak melihat kehijauan rumah dia. Chanteknye rumah.. taman pun chantek.. semuanya pun chantek.. haha. Aku makan mee jawa. Pastu aku dah terasa kekenyangan yang amat sangat. Hadeh.. kenyangnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/siput5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siput #5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dah la kekenyangan. Aku kene drive lagi.. Memang diorang ne suka buli aku. Huhu.. Adela yang sebelah aku tu.. pandai je bawak keta tetiba ngaku tak reti.. Macam nak ninja sekali pun ade jugak. Sib baik rumah yang seterusnya adalah rumah “kawan” aku. Jadi aku tak kesah sangat. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way ke sama jam teruk gila. Disambut dengan hujan.. lagila jam dibuatnya. Hadeh.. Yang cik Nurel tak boleh duduk diam dalam keta abih semua gambar ditangkapnya. Sempatla kitorang bersuka ria dalam kereta.. hahaha.. ok jugak time busan cenggini gelak2 dalam kereta.. haa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/siput6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siput #6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dalam jam 5 lebih barula sampai ke rumah kawan aku ni. Makan lagi mee goreng. Yang bestnya time makan blackout la pulak. Jadi terpaksa pasang lilin. Alahai.. romatiknya masa makan tu.. kohkoh. Elok habis makan lampu ada balik. Memang dan dan je time dia blackout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mase tengah rehat2 kat ruang tamu tu. Cik Nurel kita ne sempatla mengambil gambar. Mase amik gambar ne cik Nona kita sempatla buat lawak sarkas. Nasib baikla aku ne sudah lama berkawan dengan ko Nona.. tadetla aku terasa nak meninja time tu. Kalo idak sudah pasti ko merasa jutsu terhebat aku. Heyah..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti dalam expectation aku. Kenkawan aku yang berdua ne menyakat aku tak hengat dunia. Sampai diorang letih bercakapla aku boleh katakan. Aku senyap dan senyum2 je. Malas nak menidakkannya. Tetiba dapatla istilah aku ni menyiput.. kohkoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sukati korang la nak nyakat. Boleh dikatakan suma kawan yang kenal aku akan buat aku macam tu.. Kenkadang pelik jugak aku.. Kawan aku sikit punya ramai.. macam2 perangai.. tapi bila datang bab2 cenggini.. perangai diorang sama.. musykil jugak aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang diorang sakat tu tak salah. Memang ada betulnya. Tapi dari gaya korang sakat. Macam korang yang sedang seronok jatuh chinta. Pada aku, kenapa over suka beriya..?? Sedangkan, aku senyap senyum2 ja..?? Haha.. persoalan ne memang dah lama aku terpkir2 jawapannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sebab aku sendiri diorang jadik cenggitu. Aku tak dapat cari jawapan lain selain itu. Sebab kesemua kawan aku macam tu.. baik yang skolah sama, study kat U sesame, dan yang sama tempat keja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agaknya diorang ne tak pernah dapat peluang lain nak sakat aku agaknya. Mana taknya, bila diorang sakat aku time2 lain. Aku masih lagi buleh kelihatan tenang.. memang aku tak terasa apa pun ngan sakat diorang. Aku terasa macam tengah main batu seremban..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. bila kena cam hari ne barula aku diam.. Kalau dilihat cara kasar keadaan itu memang akula yang paling kesian.. kene sakat dek setan2. Jauh dalam sudut hati aku.. kesian korang.. time ne barula korang dapat peluang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116283140801713911?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116283140801713911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116283140801713911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116283140801713911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116283140801713911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/11/siput.html' title='Siput'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116283029464753392</id><published>2006-10-29T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T08:25:29.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>open house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/open%20house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ne mak ayah aku buat open house untuk sedara mara. Diorang awal2 dah call nak datang serbu ghumah.. hoh. Memang agak kabut jugakla mak aku dibuatnya. Nak jamu apa nanti ya..? Aku ngan Yati cakap tak kesah.. mak masak suma pun sedap.. diorang mesti makan punya.. hohoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam Yati, ayahku ngan Fatin pergi beraya kat Sungai Buloh. Tinggal aku, ibuku ngan Asip kat umah.. Mak aku dah sibuk2 menyiapkan apa yang patut untuk esok. Aku saja takmo pergi beraya.. letih baik aku tulun mak aku masak lagi best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatkan tak letih mana. Same je letihnya. Siap kemas umah, basuh pinggan mangkuk. Tolong mak masak. Sampai sakit pinggang aku dibuatnya. Takut jugak aku.. sejak kene detect lower back pain tu aku amat berhati-hati terhadap tulang belakang aku ne.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ne sedara belah ayah aku datang btul2 time makan tengahari. Rendang memang tak abis. Yang abisnya ikan bawal masak merah.. buleh?? Agaknya diorang pun dah letih makan rendang sana sini.. sekali mak aku buat lain sikit.. abihla pulak.. alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua paman2 aku pun datang. Bibik2 nya pun datang. Sepupu aku. Nampaknya aku memang kena bagi duit raya kat diorang ne.. huhuhu.. diorang blaja lagi.. Cuma aku ngan Yati je yang dah bekerja.. Susah juga jadik cucu sulung rupanya.. kohkoh..&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/23598629-116283029464753392?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116283029464753392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116283029464753392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116283029464753392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116283029464753392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/open-house.html' title='open house'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116195685435818316</id><published>2006-10-27T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T06:47:34.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balik KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/klawang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Balik KL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari raya kedua aku, Yati ngan Asip balik KL dulu. Mak ayah stay kat kampung lagi. Si Yati cuti tak lama. Raya ketiga dah kena keja. Masa raya pertama ngan kedua tu sempatla kitorang beraya sesama sendiri.. gi umah mak lang, pak Teh suma.. sampai letihla beraya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ne aku ngan Yati dah kena keluarkan duit bagi duit raya. Hmm.. cepat sungguh masa berlalu. Teringat pulak mase kecik, duit raya sampai beratus. Syok. Dah sampai ketahap alam pekerjaan cenggini.. keseronokannya memang berbeza sekali.. huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa nak balik tu kitorang dimaklumkan Kuala Pilah jem teruk. Sib baik ayah aku tau jalan lama. Lalu Kuala Klawang. Tapi jalan memang best punya belit. Walaupun aku tak pernah lalu jalan tu.. ditambah lagi kitorang bergerak bertiga je pulak yang sorang pun tak tahu apa kalo sesat jalan.. memang selamba.. gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 menet pertama masuk simpang ke Kuala Klawang jalan dah start menguji kecekapan. Sib baik tak banyak keta. Macam tadet keta lalu pun ada. Risau gak aku kalo apa2 jadik susah ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingat sekejap ja jalan belit2 dia. Rupanya sampai ke Semenyih berbelit. Memang terbelitla kitorang. Kitorang siap beli asam tak tahan. Kohkoh. Ape2 hal pun memang puas hati lalu jalan ne. Keindahan yang susah nak dilihat kat mane2 jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air terjun ne sebenarnya sebelah jalan raya jer.. Dalam kul 5 petang kitorang selamat sampai ke umah. Aku sesampai je terus tido. Hoh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116195685435818316?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116195685435818316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116195685435818316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195685435818316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195685435818316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/balik-kl.html' title='Balik KL'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116195566719298394</id><published>2006-10-22T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T06:27:47.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampungku2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/kampung2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kampungku 2..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116195566719298394?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116195566719298394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116195566719298394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195566719298394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195566719298394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/kampungku2.html' title='Kampungku2'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116195548689591911</id><published>2006-10-21T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T06:24:46.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampungku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/kampung.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kampungku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sampai kat kampung petang. Kesangapan aku tosah dicakap nak tunggu raya ne. Dahla takleh puasa.. pastu takleh isap rokok.. huah! Tak bley nak buat ape2 pun. Mak aku pulak tak buat ketupat ngan lodeh tahun ne. Kenape ntah. lagi la tahap cipan aku kebosanan kat kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pastinya.. sesampai je kat kampung kitorang sekeluarga bersungguh membersihkan rumah kampung Wan aku.. Yela, dah tadet sapa duduk kat situ. Jadi habuk dia lain macam sikit. Aku membersihkan tempat yang paling penting kat rumah tu.. iaitu tempat aku nak tidur malam nanti. Kohkoh..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116195548689591911?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116195548689591911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116195548689591911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195548689591911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195548689591911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/kampungku.html' title='Kampungku'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116195494470095793</id><published>2006-10-21T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T06:15:44.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balik Kampung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/ontheway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Balik Kampung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Giler banyak barang kitorang bawak balik kampung. Naik 2 keta. Aku naik charade ngan yati.. yang lain naik proton. Selalunya bertiga naik keta balik kampung.. Hmm.. tapi kali ne lain macam sikit. Aku bawak mesin basuh bawak balik kampung.. buleh..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sib baik tak jem. Tengah on the way hujan pulak.. hoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116195494470095793?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116195494470095793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116195494470095793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195494470095793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116195494470095793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/balik-kampung.html' title='Balik Kampung'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116107005986168123</id><published>2006-10-18T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:37:00.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kerana kau Wanita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/ism-trenduk-muslim-330x220.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kerana kau Wanita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Auratmu lebih susah dijaga berbanding lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Perlu meminta izin drp suami apabila mahu keluar rumah tetapi tidak sebaliknya.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Saksimu kurang berbanding lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Menerima pusaka kurang drp lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Perlu menghadapi kesusahan mengandung dan melahirkan anak.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Wajib taat kpd suamimu tetapi suami x perlu taat kpd isteri.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Talak terletak di tgn suami dan bukan isteri.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Kurang dalam beribadat berbanding lelaki krn masalah haid dan nifas yg tak ada pd lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mengapa..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerana korang perempuan itu istimewa.&lt;br /&gt;Kerana segala sesuatu itu ada sebabnya.&lt;br /&gt;Benda yg mahal harganya akan dijaga dan dibelai serta disimpan di tempat yg terbaik. Sudah pasti intan permata x kan dibiar berselerak, bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau perempuan perlu taat kpd suami tetapi lelaki wajib taat kpd ibunya 3 kali lebih utama drp ayahnya. Bukankah ibu adalah seorang perempuan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau perempuan menerima pusaka kurang drp lelaki, tetapi harta itu menjadi hak peribadi korang dan x perlu diserahkn kpd suami. Manakala lelaki menerima pusaka perlu menggunakan hartanya utk isteri dan anak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau perempuan perlu bersusah payah mengandung dan melahirkan anak, tetapi setiap saat korang didoakan oleh segala makhluk, malaikat dan seluruh makhluk ALLAH di muka bumi ini dan matinya jika melahirkn anak adalah syahid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di akhirat kelak, seorg lelaki dipertanggungjwbkn terhadap 4 perempuan ini:&lt;br /&gt;isterinya, ibunya, anak perempuannya dan saudara perempuannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manakala seorg perempuan pula, tanggungjwb terhadapnya ditanggung 4 org lelaki ini:&lt;br /&gt;suaminya, ayahnya, anak lelakinya dan saudara lelakinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau perempuan boleh memasuki pintu syurga melalui mana2 pintu syurga yg disukai cukup dgn 4 syarat shj:&lt;br /&gt;solat 5 waktu, puasa di bln ramadhan, taat kpd suami dan menjaga kehormatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorg lelaki perlu pergi berjihad, tetapi wanita jika taat kpd suami serta menunaikan tanggungjwb kpd ALLAH akan turut menerima pahala seperti pahala org pergi berperang fisabilillah tanpa perlu mengangkat senjata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masya-ALLAH..&lt;br /&gt;demikian sayangnya ALLAH kpd kamu wahai perempuan.&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/23598629-116107005986168123?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116107005986168123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116107005986168123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116107005986168123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116107005986168123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/kerana-kau-wanita.html' title='kerana kau Wanita'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116118830421222708</id><published>2006-10-17T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:23:47.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/mosn-00002053-001e.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Libra woman mostly has an egg oval facial shape. She has a nice smooth skin and a good figure. She will spent so much efforts to keep her skin clean and pretty. She can be easily allergy to cosmetic and make up, but taken care of her face and avoid wrinkle is her hobby. She is good at it and  tend to look younger than her age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can be very naughty like a little boy, but yet fully 100% woman. She looks nice in either Jean or night gown. She thinks woman is equal to man. Sometimes she can think faster than you, but she will not leave you far behind. She will try not to make you feel like you are competed or defeated in any games she plays with you even she is winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a little flirt even she has no idea what she wants. She can not decide what to do, and what not to do, so she can not set her schedule very well in all cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is gifted with how to dress, and how to match her dress. She likes to dress in black and wear perfume. She likes a mild flowery scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any argument, she can really argue. She can argue for hours, and mostly win the argument. If it is not a serious argument, she could argue and once a while give you a smile also. She will make a good politician, because she can tell which party will win the election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always has good reasons; even she likes to contradict herself. She can not decide what is right and wrong for her, because everything has a good side and a bad side. Woman in other Zodiac might not care what other people think, but Libra woman care what other people,or what you feel as much as her own feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can adjust to her environment very well, so at work she will be at the ladder up. She likes team work in doing things. If you ask her for help or advice, she will help you except if she does not like your guts. She can change you and make you think you change by yourself without her influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good side of being with Libra woman are she never interfere with your privacy. She will not make you loose face in front of your friends. Even she cares about how much money she has left his her bank account; she will never forget to let you know how much she cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She think taken care of the house is a woman job and she can do it well. But if you expect a Libra woman to fear you, then you are wrong. She is a strong woman even she looks at you with that sweet innocent pairs of baby's looks and may loose you (let you win) in a few poker games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is the one you are after, then go step by step. The best way is using her friends introducing you to her. Do not make her feel or treat her like a bubble head. You have to move forward toward her with confident and secure. Show her that you are a kind, polite and a real gentleman. Be a slow hand or else you might get smack!&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/23598629-116118830421222708?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116118830421222708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116118830421222708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116118830421222708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116118830421222708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/26.html' title='26'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116106873499530685</id><published>2006-10-14T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T00:06:05.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/gathering.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Gathering&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam pegi makan berbuka puasa kat Flaming Steamboat. Beramai-ramai dengan budak diploma dulu. Yang bestnya bole makan banyak mana dan bayaran RM 16.90 seorang. Ais kacang pun ada.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Aku tengah kemalasan nak menaip. Rasanya tak cukup tido kot. Insomnia.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang aku bole kate.. aku suka makan kat sini. Puas hati. Lain kali aku nak pegi lagi.. kohkoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116106873499530685?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116106873499530685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116106873499530685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116106873499530685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116106873499530685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/gathering.html' title='Gathering'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116106795211238653</id><published>2006-10-13T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T00:07:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance with The Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/dance%20of%20the%20light.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance with The Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Aku pegi lepak minum2 ngan Asip. Malam tak tau nak buat ape.. Asip drive aku amik gambar.. Huaahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-116106795211238653?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116106795211238653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116106795211238653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116106795211238653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116106795211238653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/dance-with-light.html' title='Dance with The Light'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116066978838677038</id><published>2006-10-12T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:52:44.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/girlsecret/office.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bagai rumah kedua buat aku.. Koh koh. Kat sinilah aku menghabiskan masa hampir separuh hari dalam kehidupan harian aku. Bebaru ne Boss aku rebranding creative tomato. Buat logo baru, letterhead, business card, dan segala bagai.. Tak lame lagi aku akan ada business card sendiri dari Creative Tomato.. Hoho..!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tak sangkanya begitu cepat mempunyai business card.. Yey! Walaupun aku tak confirm lagi. Vicky aritu bersungguh tanye dalam masa terdekat ini adakah aku akan berenti?? Aku terdiam nak jawab. Manela aku tau apa yang terjadi di masa depan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yang aku pasti, setakat ini aku tadet keinginan nak cari kerja kat tempat lain. Aku memang dah selasa kat sini. And I want to learn a lot from here.. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuti raya aku start pada 18hb Oktober - 30 Oktober. Mengalahkan cuti cekgu aku rasa.. hoh hoh!&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/23598629-116066978838677038?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116066978838677038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116066978838677038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116066978838677038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116066978838677038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-116066802574475952</id><published>2006-10-11T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:47:37.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lower Back Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/low-back-pain.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lower Back Pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a lower back pain. Huhu.. entah cemna boleh kena. Semalam bangun nak sahur je aku terus rasa kesakitan itu.. Ingatkan sekejap ja.. sampai ke ofis aku tak boleh buat keja.. dan seterusnya sampai ke malam aku macam dah nak nangis mase nak tido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa berdiri tak sakit sangat.. bila baring.. hadui.. mengaduh kesakitan ya amat! HuUUu.. Terasa kejang dari tulang belakang bahagian bawah hingga ke belakang peha dan lutut. Buntut pun terasa.. hadeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tadik jam 2 pagi aku kijutkan ayah aku. Macam kanak2 yang tak tau nak buat ape dah.. merengek kat ayah kesakitan.. Memang sakit! Ayah aku suruh makan panadol 2 biji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulanya aku ingat tak berkesan.. entah cemana aku terlena sampai ke pagi. Lena sungguh tidur.. pagi ni badan aku segar berbanding biasa.. Hmm.. sebab panadol. Aku tau tak elok.. and I had no choice that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo sakit lagik.. aku nak pegi jumpa doctor..&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/23598629-116066802574475952?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/116066802574475952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=116066802574475952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116066802574475952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/116066802574475952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/10/lower-back-pain.html' title='Lower Back Pain'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115946185958102307</id><published>2006-09-28T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T09:44:19.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Langit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/langit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Langit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Aku rindu pada ketenangan warna biru. Aku senyum melihat kedamaian langit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah lupa apa yang aku nak tules dalam blog aku ne. Banyak kesah2 menarik nak tules sebenarnye. Tadet mase je nak menaip, mengedit gambar dan sebagainya.. Aku sekarang banyak kerja. Ada 2 projek besar aku nak handle. Dah berapa hari aku balik lewat. Selasa lepas aku tido jam 4.30 pagi. Nak siapkan kerja punya pasal. Hari ne aku balik tepat jam 12 am. Bayangkan je la aku punya tak cukup tido ne.. Ntah cemana aku nak pegi gym. Silap2 aku tido tengah treadmill. Buleh..?&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/23598629-115946185958102307?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115946185958102307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115946185958102307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115946185958102307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115946185958102307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/09/langit.html' title='Langit'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115872696100351620</id><published>2006-09-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:36:01.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless</title><content type='html'>Aku teramat-amat sibuk sampai tak cukup tido. Masuk ne dah berape kali ntah aku cancel nak pegi gym ngan si Nurel. Hadeh.. memang sekarang ne tengah pick business kat ofis. Aku tak dapat bayangkan kalo bulan puasa pun cenggini.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minta maaf ya cik Nurel.. Minggu ne aku kene keje jugak. Aku tadet cuti weekend. Maka diganti hari ini.. Walaupun dapat satu hari offday.. aku rase release sangat2. Aku dah nyaris2 sakit keje teruk sangat.. nasib baik ade pegi gym.. kalo tak aku dah selema dah.. hoo..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa lagi 2 minggu baru aku update blog ne.. tengok ah nanti.. aku nak cuci rambut sendiri pun tak sempat.. apatah lagi ngadap pc. Rambutku susah gatal..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115872696100351620?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115872696100351620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115872696100351620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115872696100351620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115872696100351620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/09/sleepless.html' title='Sleepless'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115712927005917767</id><published>2006-09-01T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:47:50.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/gym.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku ngan El plan nak pegi Jaya Jusco, Equine Park. Nak beli seluar untuk gym. Kitorang gerak jam 11.30. Poyo je nak gerak jam 10. Semalam aku tido kul 5. Ngantuk. Samela dua2 eko tido lambat ade hati nak pegi awal pagi.. keh..keh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat sana aku pilih seluar.. teringin pulak nak beli kasut. Tapetla.. bulan depan aku beli. El.. kad jaya jusco ko ade kat aku.. ingatkan mase makan aritu nak bagi.. nanti aku bagi ya. Hua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas makan tengahari.. kitorang bergerak menuju ke Sri Petaling. Pagi gym. El tunjukkan cara2 yang betul untuk menggunakan alat2 kat situ. Aku tak training lagi.. ahad ne baru pegi. Dari cerita2 el ne aku terasa nak cancel jer.. tanak la training kalo cenggini sakitnya.. hohoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelakar je. Aku tadetla beriya sangat mase guna alat2 tu. Saja nak tau.. buat sket.. takut ahad ne aku tak larat je.. dan hasilnya.. esuk paginya aku sakit bahagian dada dan pinggul aku terasa sedikit kejang. Alamek.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115712927005917767?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115712927005917767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115712927005917767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712927005917767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712927005917767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/09/gym.html' title='Gym'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115712895227936124</id><published>2006-08-31T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:42:32.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malam Merdeka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/merdeka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malam Merdeka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ne dah janji ngan El, Nona dan Misae untuk kuar tengok wayang. Entah cemana plan tetiba bertukar bermain bowling. Aku ok jer. Dah lame tak main bowling sebenarnya.. tak tau bleh main lagi ke tidak.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/bowling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitorang gi Mines. Kat southcity plaza ade tournement. Yang bestnye aku rase.. balingan pertama aku strike..! who! Bestnye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main 2 game je. Tapi terasa lama. Aku ngan Nona nak tengok bunga api. Last2 dengar bunyik bunga api jela dalam Mines.. hoh..hoh.. Tapetla.. New Year bleh tengok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/thinking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abih main je pegi amik gambar. Aku terasa macam budak2 sekolah menengah. Macam dulu2. Otak suma sebulu je.. yang merepek2 pun on jer.. best jugak sekali sekala buat keja merepek ne... hua.. hua.. hua.. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/400/tepon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan setakat itu saja.. kitorang sambung lagi melepak kat Maulana Minlon. Dah lame tak lepak sesama.. Masing2 cerita masalah tempat keja. Kesian korang. Hari2 stress.. Terutamanya Nona. Aku siap tanya jadual satu hari dia.. koh..koh.. tapi akhirnya tak terjawab.. tapetla Nona.. nanti aku tanya lagi ya..&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/23598629-115712895227936124?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115712895227936124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115712895227936124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712895227936124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712895227936124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/malam-merdeka.html' title='Malam Merdeka'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115712792219080180</id><published>2006-08-29T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:25:22.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/work%20day%20out.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work Day Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ne jam teruk gilak. Aku memang marah kepada semua pemandu2 didepan aku. Mau taknya aku nak ikut Vicky pegi jumpe client. Janji jam 9 mesti sampai sana.. kalo tadet aku tinggal.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 9.05 akhirnya aku sampai. Rupanya Vicky pun lambat. Memang keadaan jam hari itu sangat teruk.. cukup heran aku dibuatnya.. semalam lengang habeh.. bile aku dah janji ngan orang time tula buat hal.. marah aku. Marahnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku, Vicky dan Vino pergi ke tempat printing. Itu adalah kali kedua aku gi sana. Hari ne memang mencabar kemahiran aku sebagai designer.. ade kaler problem. Aku kena pilih kaler yang sesuai.. aku harap mata aku tadet masalah tengok kaler bebanyak.. sumanya seakan-akan serupa.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, kitorang gi Novotel Hotel amik payment dan jumpa client. Lepas tu gi Impiana Hotel. Pegi lunch. Pastu pegi Impiana balik. Memang letih jalan satu hari. Nasib baik aku ske pakai kasut. Kalo dibuatnya pakai tumit mampos aku jatuh2.. hua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya sampai ofis jam 7 petang. Jalan jam teruk. Aku siapkan perubahan design yang client request.. tepat jam 9.30 aku balik. Tak jadik aku nak gi gym.. letih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru sekarang aku paham proses mendesign dari awal sampai akhir. Itu pun aku rasa ada lagi benda yang aku tak tau.. Hua~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115712792219080180?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115712792219080180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115712792219080180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712792219080180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712792219080180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/work-day-out.html' title='Work Day Out'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115712701314933513</id><published>2006-08-28T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:15:08.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/organizer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sememangnya kesibukan itu membuatkan aku lupa. Aku lupa hampir semua benda. Yang aku ingat hanya apa yang aku perlu buat dan benda2 yang aku dah janji dengan orang. Memang nak kene ade organizer yang buleh bercakap aku rasa.. kan best kalo ade organizer yang bley bercakap.. hua.. hua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ne tak banyak work. Cuma ada satu keja urgent untuk disiapkan. Jadi aku sangat banyak masa untuk bersantai.. jadi aku luangkan masa untuk tules blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tadik Vicky (owner Creative Tomato) iaitu big boss aku panggil masuk bilik. There must be something serious to talk about. Dia tanya samaada aku ada kerja nak buat tak esuk. Aku tadet keja. Jadi, dia mengajak aku mengikutnya bersama pergi jumpa client esuk pagi.. memang dah lame aku tunggu peluang camne.. haha.. akhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada masa yang sama, tengah aku sibuk2 print keja terakhir dia tetiba dok sebelah aku sambil bercerita secara terperinci tentang sejarah Creative Tomato ne. Creative Tomato ne hasil partnership antara Vicky ngan Mei Lee. Dalam bulan September ne Mei Lee nak tarik diri.. she wanted to do something else. Jadi Vicky adalah pemilik tunggal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum dia mula part yang lebih serius dia tanya samaada aku comfortable tak keja sini. Aku paham benar maksudnya.. adakah aku nak keja lama dalam CT? Aku cakap aku comfortable. Makin selesa. Then dia memulakan cerita seriusnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulanya dia tak sangka aku buleh tahan keja sini. Sebab portfolio aku tak cukup impressive berbanding artwork orang lain.. keh keh.. memang ya pun. Aku sebenarnya tak cukup pengalaman. Dan itulah yang aku cari sekarang ne. Then, dia sambung lagik yang membuatkan aku bangga dengan diri sendiri. Dia impress bile tengok hasil kerja aku dalam CT. Dia mengaku dia tersalah jangka.. hua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lame lagi Shanny (designer) nak berenti sebab dia ade bad lump, iaitu sejenis kanser payudara peringkat awal. Dia nak cuti panjang, buat operation dan kerja berdekatan ngan family dia. Maka tinggal aku seorang untuk handle sampai bulan sepuluh. Bulan 10 ne ade senior designer nak masuk.. koh..koh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari cara Vicky cerita, dia nak aku jadi seorang yang indipendent and problem solver without him. He expect me to do more after December. So, within these month aku kena selalu follow Vino (adik Vicky) jumpa client and understand printing process segala benda. Sekarang ne kiranya aku diberi training 4 bulan then after that aku kena gi buat seorang diri.. ho..ho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah kerja pertama yang aku rasa betul2 part of the company. Aku rasa seperti aku turut bertanggungjawab terhadap CT dan bukan setakat pekerja sahaja. Memang Vicky orang pertama yang inspire aku selama-lama aku bekerja dengan orang.. i feels like i want to do something better for myself and for this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang Vicky tau apa masalah aku. Terang2 dia cakap.. I dont have to worry about payment. Keh..keh.. obvious kah cara aku bertanya..? Memang aku demand something dengan Vicky. I want to do my level best here.. and i want to see Vicky do what he said to me. After December..&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/23598629-115712701314933513?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115712701314933513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115712701314933513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712701314933513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712701314933513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115712658353205773</id><published>2006-08-28T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:03:03.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santalucia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Santalucia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayah aku entah cemana dapat surat dari Spain. Surat dari Sanatalucia Security Company ne mengatakan ayah aku dah menang International Lottery tempat ketiga. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumlah duit yang ayah aku menang pulak tu kemain banyaknya. Bulat mata aku tengok jumlah.. mau taknya.. setengah juta. Gilak ah.. tak percaya aku. Awal-awal lagik aku memang tak percaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab ayah aku tak main lottery. Cemana bleh menang pulak? Itu dah satu yang mengherankan. Pastu pulak dalam surat tu cakap jangan bagitau public.. takut double claim.. aku dah ragu-ragu.. dan yang ketiga.. letterhead dia cam print murah. Tadet kualiti punya print. Kalo betul company ne bole bagi setengah juta takkan letterhead punya print kualiti cam printer rumah aku..?? koh koh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last-last aku siasat pagi ne. Sah. Memang penipu. Dah ramai orang yang kena. Kalo kate ayah aku reply, company ne akan mintak bayaran pendahuluan sebab ada masalah ngan bank Internationall.. aku pun tak paham sangat.. tapi memang fake company ne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh tengok sendiri kat laman web ne. Nasib baik la ade orang yang baik hati buat website ne.. hoh..~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joewein.de/sw/419-santa-lucia.htm"&gt;Santalucia Security Company&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115712658353205773?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115712658353205773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115712658353205773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712658353205773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712658353205773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/santalucia.html' title='Santalucia'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115712610520929482</id><published>2006-08-25T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:57:02.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steam Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steam Bath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time pegi steam bath.. memang jakun habeh. Kelakar pun ada.. memang aku ini orang yang ibikin kecoh da.. hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat pertama-tama kalinya aku dengan berlagaknya nak dok dalam ne 30 min. Konon-konon boleh tahan la.. haha.. Memula masuk ok. Aku maintain. Dan 5 min kemudian aku rase cam dah nak sempot.. Susahnye nak bernafas. Huh..! Seksa habih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku gagahkan juga untuk bertahan. Tapi memang dah tak larat. Dalam hati aku.. lepas ne kalo dia keluar asap dia lagik aku kuar.. tak sempat kuar asap daa.. aku kuar tepat 15 min kendian.. kohkoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaik saje aku keluar aku ternampak kelibat lelaki. Eh.. kenape ade apek kat sini. Apek tu ternampak aku je terus blah. Aku terkejut. Nasib baik ade sorang trainer ne. Dia pun terkejut tengok aku. Sebab dia ingat tadet orang. Diorang nak renovate sket tempat itu.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa cam ternoda je.. huhuhu.. Aku nak jerit time nampak apek tu pun tak larat. Tengah sedap tarik nafas. Memang tak larat. Badan rase letih sangat2. Aku sampai umah dalam kul 11 malam. Terus tido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sempat aku nak berangan, aku dah shut down. Esok paginye.. position aku tido sebijik cam position aku terjaga. Dah lame aku tak tido lena camtu.. yang tadet pikir2 punya time tido. Betul2 shut down! Hua hua hua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilah kita pegi steam lagik.. Kepada cik nona. Aku bukan tanak bagitau ko. Masalah2 seperti ini harus ditanya kepada Cinderella to be tuh.. Ape2 pun aku tetap mintak maaf sebab segerombolan dengan cik Cinderella tu.. hua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf ya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115712610520929482?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115712610520929482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115712610520929482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712610520929482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115712610520929482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/steam-bath.html' title='Steam Bath'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115650779471763703</id><published>2006-08-23T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:09:54.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/Impiana-Cherating.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Cherating &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;Aku pergi ke Cherating sempena Mardi Family Day.. dan juga merupakan kali terakhir untuk kitorang suma 'join' hari keluarga Mardi ne. Ayah aku pencen tahun ni. Pegi 3 hari 2 malam. Tak lame.. tapi memang puas hati. Tempat cantik.. pastu 'enjoy habih. Punyala bersuka ria macam dah tahap budak darjah 4.. keh keh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;Hmm.. bilik yang kitorang dapat tadetla besar mane. Cukup untuk 4 orang tido je. Fatin memang awal2 lagi titun ngan mak. Yang kesiannye siAsip.. kene tido kat sofa. Cian dia.. Nasib baik lelaki.. tak kesah sangat pun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/shore.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;Hari kedua kat sana aku macam dah busan. Kat luar hotel tadet pape. Dalam hotel dah puas tengok. Aku, yati dan Asip pakat jalan tepi pantai sampai hujung kat tempat batu2. Nampak je macam dekat.. Mau 1 jam baru sampai da.. letih toksah cakap.. 'time' tu plak jam kul 2 tengahari.. memang best la jalan2 kan diwaktu cenggini.. aku suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kat batu2 tu.. memang puas hati. Berbaloi jalan jejauh camne. Banyak gambar cantik dan pelik aku ngan Asip amik. Aku rase kalo aku taruk dalam ne.. mau penuh gembar pulak.. silap2 kene saman ngan 'Blogger'.. overloaded. Hua..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku malas nak cerita panjang2. Kalo dah pegi pantai jawabnye mandi laut la. Aku, Yati ngan Asip bukan setakat pantai.. kolam pun kitorang terjun. Siap main bola dalam air.. sampai penat sempot.. dari awal sampai habih kitorang main tak berenti gelak.. penat gelak sebenarnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/langit.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;Ne salah satu kejadian pelik mase aku ngan 'family' keluar bersiar-siar tepi pantai. Tak tau knapa.. langit ne sangat menarik perhatian aku. Dalam hati aku sangat kagum dengan kebesaran Allah s.w.t. Sangat2 kagum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/shell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;Ni gambar kulit kerang. Kulit siput yang tajam2 tu takde.. puas aku carik.. kulit kerang je memanjang.. Letih aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;Inilah dia pasangan bahagia, ikatan yang kekal sampai sekarang. Istimewa rupanya mak dan ayah aku ni.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/pantai.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;Dan untuk kali terakhir sebelum aku meniggalkan pantai. Aku amik gambar pantai ne.. Asip ade amik tapi tak besh. Biar aku amik sendiri.. Pandangan di waktu pagi sebelum bertolak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115650779471763703?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115650779471763703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115650779471763703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115650779471763703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115650779471763703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/cherating.html' title='Cherating'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115548158563452751</id><published>2006-08-13T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T08:06:25.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/sakura-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sakura Fever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku agak kebosanan dok umah semalam. Aku memang dah plan nak amik gambar. Gambar pokok yang seakan-akan Sakura ini. Memang cantik. Aku perasan tempat ne mase on the way nak pegi kerja. Memang sejak hari itu aku sentiasa ingatkan diri aku, aku nak ambik gambar ne time cuti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah makin menyesuaikan diri kat tempat kerja. Makin banyak pulakla kerja yang Manager aku bagi. Aku kena handle projek besar designer lain.. memandangkan dia tak mampu nak nak handle sensorang. Kesian dia.. Shanny nama dia. Aku tolong2 apa yang buleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam aku pegi Subang Uptown ngan Yati dan rakan Luxornya. Keh keh.. masih bergiat aktif diorang neh. Nasib baik tadet cakap pape kat aku. Sampai kat uptown kitorang usha2 barang. Yati memang awal2 lagi dah plan nak beli baju.. beli jugak dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam2la ade kat sane. Memang macam kat Uptown lama. Cuma malam tu tak suma stall bukak. Tatau kenapa. Puas jugakla berjalan malam2. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. komputer aku rosak semalam. Aku tak tau apa yang dibuat siAsip sampai rosak. Short circuit katenya.. (entah aku eja betul ke tidak..) then pc tak bley on. Asip find out motherboard and HARDISK rosak.. wuahuhuhu... artwork aku kat dalam tu.. huhuhu.. janganla rosak. Biarla rosak grafik card ke apa.. janganla hardisk. Aku sedey.. work aku.. portfolio aku.. segala bagainya nyawa aku... hukhuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebaru ne aku terasa macam life aku untuk kerja sahaja. Kenapa ya aku berfikiran begitu? If i need to survive.. bukankah aku patut bekerja. Memang betul.. but i felt something missing in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. i think i know why. The problem is i dont know how. I just want to share my smile with someone.. adakah korang paham..? Haha.. Entahla, aku rasa memang dah lama aku sepatutnya ada seseorang untuk berkongsi tentang kehidupan.. just dont get the feels right. Sometime i feel i need it.. sometimes i feel it is not such an important thing to me right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. bila sampai masa yang memerlukan itula aku kesangapan yang teramat. Urgh.. going to figure out how.. let me think first.. hua~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115548158563452751?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115548158563452751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115548158563452751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115548158563452751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115548158563452751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/sakura-fever.html' title='Sakura Fever'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115548062689672802</id><published>2006-08-12T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T07:50:26.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terima Kasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/usb%20port.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terima Kasih &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku ingin mengucapkan ribuan terima kasih kepada kawan aku.. Kecik. Diatas pemberian yang tak terhingga aku rasakan. Mungkin kecil apa yang diberikan.. tapi aku rasa betul2 berterima kasih. Terima kasih ya Kecik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115548062689672802?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115548062689672802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115548062689672802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115548062689672802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115548062689672802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/terima-kasih.html' title='Terima Kasih'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115487854769881692</id><published>2006-08-06T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:41:14.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/P1020230.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sydney &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align ="justify"&gt; Menggu yang menarik, tertarik kau memang da bomb.. muahaha..! Adus.. aku ke"busy"an yang teramat sehinggakan aku terlupa hari. Aku ingatkan hari Khamis.. jadik masih sempat lagih untuk menyiapkan kerja yang berlambak.. rerupanya hari Jumaat. Maka aku kene buat dirumah.. hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa minggu ni aku macam sibuk, tapi aku tak ingat apa yang aku buat. Hahah..! Oh ya.. aku pegi Carefour ngan El, dan melepak bersama-sama dengan cek Nona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam, hari Sabtu aku pergi mengambil gambar kueh-kueh traditional untuk keje yang mesti disiapkan hari Isnin nih. Aku kena mendesign kad raya berkonsepkan kueh-kueh ini. Memang tak susah pulak la aku nak mencari pencetak kuehnye pulak.. hadeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik kawan ayahanda ada yang sudi menolong. Pencetak maruku.. kukuku.. Dah puas mengambil gambar aku pergi berjumpa Zehan di Putrajaya. Makan sate di Taman Pertanian.. dan mengambil gambar jambatan kat situ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terasa seperti di Australia.. wahaha..!! Sungguh menarik dan tertarik. Diikuti malam itu aku pergi jumpa siKecik. Tolong dia buat design banting. Kesian dia. Amik course Fine art.. tetapi membuat keja2 grafik. Banyak "shortkey" dalam illustrator aku ajar.. harap2 boleh ingat ya kec..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak cukup dengan itu.. aku sambung melepak dengan Zara kat Cheras tengok AF. Aku tau Faizal akan menang. Tapi, i want something miracle happen that night.. i want Farhan to win this! Tapi terkecundang jua cita2 dan harapan.. apa leh buat.. aku tak vote kot.. ohoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ade ternampak pertandingan mengambil gambar.. Warna2 kemerdekaan. Macam menarik nak masuk.. tapi diantara syarat2nya ialah setiap gambar yang aku ambil itu mesti ada hak terpelihara.. entah macam itulah bunyiknya.. aku kurang paham.. ape yang aku kena buat untuk mendapatkan cipta terpelihara itu..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Ahad pula aku dok melepak dirumah. Memang bercadang nak dudok rumah pun. Nak buat kad raya.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17, 18 dan 19 haribulan ini aku akan pergi bercuti. Family Day kali terakhir untuk Mardi. Tapi aku tak ingat kat mana.. yang aku tau ade pantai.. yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersantai.&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/23598629-115487854769881692?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115487854769881692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115487854769881692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115487854769881692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115487854769881692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/08/sydney.html' title='Sydney..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115418836297327851</id><published>2006-07-29T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T07:51:54.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So far so Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="shutterstock.com" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/64959%2C1151401618%2C1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far so Good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yup.. so far so good. Aku cuba sedaya upaya dan bertungkus lumus untuk mendapatkan balik sense of design aku. Memang terasa sedikit pressure dan hasilnya memuaskan hati aku.. hohoh..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kurang ingat. Hari Rabu atau Khamis lepas aku pegi melawat kawan aku siErvin kat Hospital Universiti. Doktor sendiri tak pasti apakah penyakitnya. Kesian.. muka pucat, beberapa hari sebelum tu muntah darah dan batuk2. Doktor suspek TB. Darah pekat sangat. Sampai doktor konfius dia sakit ape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam baru keluar hospital.. itupun berkemungkinan akan datang semula ke hospital. Agak pelik aku. Sakitnya serius ke tak serius neh..? Aku sendiri kurang pasti. Aku nak tau penyakit ape je. Dari situ baru aku tau serius ke tidak. Kesudahnya, esok baru tau.. huhu.. semoga ko cepat sembuh ya Ervin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El ajak gi Puteri Gunung Ledang. Tapi entah bila ko nak pegi nengok neh..? Hadeh.. aku tak jadik pegi kenduri kawen tu.. aku segan nak pegi sorang.. siBudiman tu la yang ajak. Tu yang aku memalu.. hahaha..! Abaikan perenggan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nampaknya pertengahan bulan 8 ini aku akan memulakan projek terbaru. Bersemangat sungguh sehingga aku terpikir-pikir untuk merancang jadual aku yang sedia ada ketat ini.. hohoh. Kalau nak seribu daya..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sekarang ne tengah berusaha mendesign calendar. Client pulak nak berkonsepkan contemporary arts. Hadeh.. baru sekarang aku paham apa itu contemporary.. selama-lama aku belajar ini.. tak pernah amik kesah. Hahah..! Aku dah pening pikirkan konsep seni ini. Aku pening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115418836297327851?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115418836297327851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115418836297327851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115418836297327851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115418836297327851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far so Good'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115307501299059055</id><published>2006-07-22T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T12:38:03.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/tabung.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a Stranger..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku dah start keje hari isnin dan aku terasa seperti di dunia asing. Lama jugak sebenarnya 8 bulan aku tinggalkan grafik. Tak tersangka aku kesannya cenggitu sekalik.. Macam orang baru belajar.. camtula yang aku rasa untuk 5 hari aku bekerja hari neh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, disebabkan ini lah aku nak buat keje betul-betul. I cannot afford to see myself to fail with this new job. Huhu.. Aku nak buat yang terbaik dan sebaik mungkin. Biarla keje lebih masa.. janji aku puas hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yela.. dah lame tinggalkan grafik.. keje aku jadik lembap. So at least when i do it the best.. tak la rase ralat, dan dari situ aku tahu kemampuan aku sebenar.. jadi, dengan itu aku nampak ruang memperbaiki diri.. huh..! berusaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku amik masa 4 hari nak biasakan diri dengan tempat baru neh.. masuk hari neh barulah aku terasa selesa nak berlawak ngan officemate baru.. They are all very nice to me.. cuma aku terasa tak cukup terrer cam diorang, sedikit sebanyak terasa tak confident plak.. hadeh.. then, hari neh things goes better. Bak kate orang so far so good meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officemate aku kebanyakannya cina. They are truely nice. Cuma aku je cam takut-takut nak melawak ngan diorang.. baru hari ni aku find out diorang neh pun kuat melawak jugak.. so unexpected. So next week i thing i will get use already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan.. tidak ketinggalan juga aku ingin menyatakan. Mulai sekarang aku akan meng"update" blog aku seminggu sekali. Aku terasa sungguh sibuk sekali. Hohoh..! Hari pertama aku kerja aku dah kene design calender dan kad raya. Tak sempat aku nak habihkan.. tadi dapat job lain plak.. kene redesign menu dan buat 3D map. Hadui.. Due date plak hari selasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik aku dah copy sket keja bole sambung buat kat rumah. Esok aku cuti.. rasanya aku kene buat keje disiang hari dan bersuka ria dimalam hari. Masa aku adalah sangat berharga aku rasakan sekarang.. aku suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like tomato.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115307501299059055?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115307501299059055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115307501299059055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115307501299059055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115307501299059055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-stranger.html' title='I am a Stranger'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115307504192846627</id><published>2006-07-16T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T12:01:15.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/lcc.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pulang..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tak banyak bende yang aku buat hari ni. Cuma petang tadi aku pegi ke rumah kawan aku.. si Anang. Aku bercadang tidur kat rumah Anang kat Subang. Aku sampai lebih kurang dalam kul 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, kitorang pegi cyber cafe jap. Aku tak ingat dia nak buat ape gi sane. Aku tanye kenape dia nak kene balik Sabah? Dia cakap, dia sendiri tak tahu.. maknya suruh balik. Aku rase macam tak puas hati mendengar jawaban itu. Aku rase macam there is something behind it.. and maybe Anang also don't know what is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apakan daya aku. Nak halang balik memang tak dapat. My friend wanted to go for good. Kenape cepat sangat..? itu jela yang bermain kat pikiran aku, dan aku macam tak percaya ko nak balik selamanya kat Sabah nang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe one day you will return back to Kuala Lumpur. You have plenty of good reason to be here. One of it.. your friends is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidur kat rumah Anang.. dan sebenarnya aku tak dapat tidur lena pun. Gusar dan runsing kah?? ataupun memang dah terbiasa memanjang aku tidur lewat pagi.. mungkin juga kedua-duanya.. huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 4 pagi Anang dah siap. Dia kejutkan aku.. walaupun aku dengar dia bukak pintu. Aku bangun tukar baju then kitorang terus gerak ke LCC,dekat ngan KLIA Airport. Air Asia sekarang dah tadet kat KLCC.. dah ditukar ke LCC. So, ditakutkan sesat maka dengan itu kitorang bergerak awal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya tadetla sesusah mane nak carik. Boleh nampak LCC signboard sepanjang jalan, cuma confius sket di penghujung perjalanan. Sampai dalam jam 5am. 5.40am Anang check in, then lebih kurang 6.15am Anang masuk. Aku terasa cam sebak jer.. aku still lagi tak percaya yang ko nak balik for good la Anang.. Kalau betul2 for good.. aku tak tau apa nak kata. Yang penting, we still friend..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku balik sorang. Time tu matahari pun dah keluar. Untuk tidak terlalu banyak berfikir aku mencari-cari scenery yang cantik kalo-kalo dapat ditangkap. Sampai rumah jam 7am aku dah ngantuk. Tapi ape2 hal pun aku makan sarapan dulu kendian aku tidur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe one day you will come back to KL.. Aku memang taknak percaya ko balik Sabah selamanya Nang.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115307504192846627?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115307504192846627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115307504192846627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115307504192846627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115307504192846627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/pulang.html' title='Pulang'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115290442879592458</id><published>2006-07-14T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:13:48.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pirates Return&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Watching movies. Pirates of Carribean. Like it. I got tired a bit today.. wondering what am i doing the whole day.. uh.. yeah. Hang up with Qisy this evening. She came and drop to have a tea. And tonight.. im just about planning to learn something.. hohoh..!&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/23598629-115290442879592458?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115290442879592458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115290442879592458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115290442879592458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115290442879592458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates-return.html' title='Pirates Return'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115271038959049236</id><published>2006-07-12T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T06:38:46.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interview?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Aku bangun awal hare neh. Nak siap2 gi interview. Malam tadik bole tahan jugak nevesnye aku.. hua~ dan akibatnya aku kekurangan tidur. Tidur tak lena. Diikuti aku terasa lembap diwaktu pagi.. hua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku gerak dalam jam 9.30 pagi. Setengah jam kendian aku sampe.. cepat jugak aku drive dalam keadaan ngantuk neh.. rupa2nya jalan pada pagi itu tidak jam. Patutla. Bukan pick hour aku gerak tadik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam keadaan ngantuk cenggini.. aku bercadang gi lepak mamak sat minum nescafe. Awal aku sampai. Janji jam 11. Jam 10 dah sampai. Ofis pun aku nampak diorang baru je bukak. Maka aku pun pergila minum dulu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam keadaan ngantuk cenggini.. aku dah tak rasa nerves tanpa aku sadari. Tepat jam 10.30 aku gerak gi ke opis Creative Tomato itu. Banyak kali aku tekan loceng diorang tak dengar. Naik menyampah aku.. aku ketuk pintu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diorang bukak pintu. Aku intro diri aku. Then diorang jemput masuk. Dan memberi aku satu borang yang perlu diisi. Aku pun isila. Tak sempat aku isi habih, Directornya masuk dan tanya latar belakang aku. Mostly about my past experience. Dia tanya if im good at English. Aku pun mengiyakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sikit pun dia tak tengok sijil2 yang aku bawak. Malam tadik aku beriya susun. Ceh. Dia berminat sungguh nak tengok portfolio aku. Aku bagila cd aku. Then, aku berdiri sebelah dia dan menerangkan apa yang ada kat dalam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat ketara bahawasanya Director itu tak tau menahu apa itu design. Sebab dia bertanyakan content developer nya bagaimana? Amoi itu menggangguk ok. Heh.. best la kau ni amoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah berpuas hati.. maka Director itu mula berterus terang. Bahawasanya kerja disini memerlukan 110% commitment. Aku paham. Dan aku macam susah nak paham bila Director kata we always work late. Start from 10am - 10pm depends on work. Sometimes early morning. Mr. Viki nama Director ini. He tells me the work environment there so im prepared.. or thinking twice before accept da job. Saat itu aku terngaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terpikir-pikir. Adakah aku masih mampu bekerja seperti belajar dulu2? Soalan itu saja yang bermain dipikiran aku. Aku nak pastikan aku sanggup atau tidak. Hmm.. gaji basic ok. Will be increase based on performance aku. I'll work with contract for 6 month. Tetap atau tidak ditentukan setelah 6 bulan.Hoh..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi dengan itu aku pun mengambil keputusan.. "I'll think about it first, by tomorrow afternoon i'll inform you.." Begitulah keputusan aku. Tapi aku tersangat pelik.. pekerja disitu semuanya perempuan belaka. Mr. Viki sahaja lelaki yang aku lihat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Viki nak cepat. Jadi aku pun berborak dengan akak2 disitu. Suprisingly, there is one malay girl - married - stay at wangsa maju. Sanggup kerja disitu. Aku terkesima. How the hell she's manage to do that..!!?? What motivates her to handle the stress..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigosh.. aku pun tak paham. The company have a strong background. The work is over loaded. Need workers urgently. Working extra time without overtime. Hoh.. i like the working environtment there, but no extra payment for extra hours..??! Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa aku akan jadi mumia selepas ini. My dad dont mind if i work late. Hoh.. whatever it is.. i plan to give it a try. Give that challenge to me. I want to know how far i can go.. and how far my willingness want to go..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hua...~&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/23598629-115271038959049236?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115271038959049236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115271038959049236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115271038959049236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115271038959049236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/interview.html' title='Interview?'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115263454886610926</id><published>2006-07-11T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T09:15:48.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Tomato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align ="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creative Tomato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align ="justify"&gt;Tomatomato.. tomatomatok.. tomatoman.. muahaha..!~. Aku dapat called dari Creative Tomatok pagik tadik. Got interview to go tommorrow. 11 am. Malam tadik pegi mengusha.. dimanakah tempatnya, Hadui.. jauh ya amat. Kawasan plak bley tahan.. kene lalu area jam. Then, aku tenok.. public transport susah sket. Parking pun susah. huhu..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape2lah.. tak kesah. Janji I do my best tomorrow. Haik! Doakan aku.. semoga mendapat pekerjaan yang baik. Amin.&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/23598629-115263454886610926?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115263454886610926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115263454886610926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115263454886610926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115263454886610926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/creative-tomato.html' title='Creative Tomato'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115240774062519573</id><published>2006-07-09T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:49:25.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/lamp.jpg" GALLERYIMG="no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Akhirnya hare neh aku berjaya menyiapkan portfolio aku. Muahaha...~ sukanya aku. Senang sket hati aku. Esok aku suda bole golek2. Dan disebabkan pemikiran itulah aku dengan tetiba tergerak nak redesign blog dan update blog sekalik. Hamik.. aku tak tido satu malam. Haha..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam aku gi Carrefour then terus gi umah si Nona. Yang aku tak tahannya.. kat umah aku sendiri tak tengok AF, tapi malam tadik secara ajaibnya aku pegi umah si Nona ni untuk tengok AF. Aku tak tau kenapa aku bersetuju untuk temankan El. Mungkin aku kesian kat ko kot El. Tak pun sebab dah lama tak jumpa.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aku memang agak berpuas hati dengan portfolio aku. Dan aku merancang hari neh ingatkan nak kuar ngan siBudiman gi Muzeum Negara. Aku rasa-rasa terpaksa cancel. Aku mengantuk tahap lipan. Lipan pun tak penah ngantuk cenggini. Aku pun dah mengarut terlebih. Tak pasal2 kuar ngan Budi.. menjadi lebih mengarut. Ahh.. takut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadik hari neh aku nak duduk rumah bebaik. Aku nak tangkap gambar bebanyak.. Aku rase aku ade bende nak buat tapi aku tak ingat.. apakah benda itu. Nanti2la aku fikir. Aku nak nap dulu.. hua~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115240774062519573?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115240774062519573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115240774062519573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240774062519573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240774062519573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/pasti.html' title='Pasti'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115240673849065937</id><published>2006-07-07T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:54:44.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DigiCam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/digiCam.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Digicam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari neh aku sebuk betul menyiapkan keje-keje portfolio aku. Aku bajet nak siapkan dalam minggu neh jugak.. tak kire.. aku nak siapkan jugak. Senang aku nak hantar resume aku merata bermula dari minggu depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa jadual tidur aku dah macam orang yang ade penyakit insomnia. Dahla bekas pengidap anemia.. entah ape-ape lagi mama mia nak kene kat aku neh.. hadeh. Nak ikutkan memacam penyakit yang aku penah rase semuanya sebab aku tak ambil berat pasal pemakanan aku. Betapa pentingnya makan. Hua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tadik aku kesangapan teramat. Dah tense buat keje. Petang tu aku tengok mak pun tense semacam je.. sampai takut aku nak borak ngan mak. Ngaa..~&lt;br /&gt;Maka dengan itu aku terlintas untuk bawa mak jenjalan. Sesambil itu aku bleh jalan jugak dan mengusha digicam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku, yaty ngam ayah aku dah pakat nak share duit beli digicam yang betul2 puas hati. Untuk itu aku telah dilantik secara tiak rasmi untuk memilih yang terbaik. Jadik, aku pun amik kesempatan kuar ngan mak ni usha cam sekalik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tadi aku ngan mak pegi ke Carrefour kat Sri Petaling. Mak pun cadang nak beli blender. Last-last kitorang survey-survey.. blender mak tak jadik beli, digicam pulak yang terbeli.. Muahaha...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak bajet pun nak beli malam ne. Niat nak usha harga jer. Tapik, tau jelakan orang cina kalau meniaga memang bijak. Dia kurangkan rega RM99 kalo aku beli malam itu, dan ditambah lagi dengan stand and 128MB memory card secara percuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hua~ hua~ Maknanya bukan salah aku kalau aku terbeli malam itu.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115240673849065937?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115240673849065937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115240673849065937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240673849065937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240673849065937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/digicam.html' title='DigiCam'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115245275641147619</id><published>2006-07-06T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:45:56.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Looks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/mySpect.jpg" galleryimg="no" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Looks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frameless spect.. have to be very careful after this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115245275641147619?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115245275641147619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115245275641147619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115245275641147619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115245275641147619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-looks.html' title='New Looks..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115240594503312742</id><published>2006-07-04T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:56:03.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portfolio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/portfolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portfolio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku tengah busy mengupdate portfolio hari neh. El call, ajak riki gym kat Cheras hujung minggu neh. Aku “on” jer.. bebila masa aku leh kuar Cik El. Sekarang neh aku tengah pening nak menggunakan flash. Nampak gaya esok terpaksala aku kuar mencari nota yang patut-patut, dan apa2 yang patut supaya aku dapat menyiapkan kerija aku neh dalam minggu neh jugak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas aku nak tangguh2. Jiwa tak tenang tadet keje dok umah. Dah siap bende neh.. barula aku bole bagi resume sesuka hati aku kat mana-mana company. Pastu tinggal nak bersuka ria tunggu dirumah dengan senang hati menanti panggilan untuk di interview.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku penin.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115240594503312742?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115240594503312742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115240594503312742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240594503312742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240594503312742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/portfolio.html' title='Portfolio'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115240569597145691</id><published>2006-07-02T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:57:56.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Budiman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/P1020107.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Budiman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I got a sms for Jezira. Inviting me to Hi-tea occation. I called her husband, Mukhlis. Since she didn’t pick up my calls. Im asking about the occation’s time. At the end of conversation, Mukhlis said there is one guy wanted to get to know me. He is one of his “sepupu jauh”. I said.. “Ok..”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to Kajang, meeting my close friend Mawan and I decide not to go to the hi-tea. I went home in the evening, and got calls from Mukhli’s cousin.. Budiman. We talk for a while and ask me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We having dinner and watch Superman movie and hang up for a while. Well, nice meeting him. The very the sempoi guy.. so far I can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing so special about him. A nice guy to know. For the first meet, I felt comfortable to talk with him. Warm and open. The most important thing, I see that he is taller than me.. muahaha..~&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/23598629-115240569597145691?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115240569597145691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115240569597145691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240569597145691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240569597145691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/07/budiman.html' title='Budiman'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115240538544594692</id><published>2006-06-29T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T17:36:25.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pak Usu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pak Usu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari neh Pak Usu aku datang rumah. Dia nak jemput anak dia kat kajang. Nak balik singgah sekejap kat rumah. Haha.. memang kitorang suma tak bajet Paksu nak datang. Mak ayah aku sempoi je suruh aku beli lauk kat luar. Sejak menganggur neh paham-paham jela keje aku kat umah. Akula yang kene beli. Si Asip dah menghilang.. baru je tadik ade pastu dah tadet. Nyampah betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time aku sibuk siapkan portfolio ni la macam2 yang datang kan..? Sebab tu aku selesa buat keje memalam. Anyway, rumah aku meriah kejap. Anak Paksu ramai yang kecik2. Fatin ape lagi. Mak panggil dia tak dengar.. seronot sangat la tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak aku ajak Paksu tido rumah malam neh. Paksu tanak, esok ade hal. Tak dapatla aku borak2 ngan Maksu lame sikit. Dahla susah nak jumpa. Kenala tunggu raya Ngaa..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tengah carik Idea untuk portfoilio aku neh. Sampai tak larat nak pikir. Saje luangkan mase update blog. Kot2 dapat idea pun best gak.. haha. Aku nak sambung keje.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115240538544594692?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115240538544594692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115240538544594692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240538544594692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240538544594692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/pak-usu.html' title='Pak Usu'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115240523723954007</id><published>2006-06-28T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:58:34.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kecik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/kec.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kecik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Petang neh aku gi Cheras. Rumah siKecik. Membetulkan apa yang patut. Sebab Laptop dia slow sangat. Rupa-rupanya.. RAM kesik sangat.. 240MB jer. Lepak2 kat situ sampaila maghrib. Mak Kecik belanja makan kerang bakar. First time aku rase kerang bakar. Sedap. Terima kaseh Makcik. Semoga dimurahkan rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam neh.. aku ketiduran lambat. Aku nak update portfolio aku. Huhuhu.. banyak nye nak buat.. Nampak gaya setiap malam aku kene tido lambat.. ngaa~&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/23598629-115240523723954007?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115240523723954007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115240523723954007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240523723954007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240523723954007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/kecik.html' title='Kecik'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115240487579388195</id><published>2006-06-26T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T17:27:55.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putrajaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/putrajaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/putrajaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Putrajaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku memang agak keletihan hari neh. Sampai tertido, walaupun dah janji ngan El dan Nona nak kuar main bowling malam tadi. Dari pagi aku dah start settle kan urusan kehilangan Sijil SPM aku. Pagi tadi jam 9 dah keluar rumah, aku kutip hutang kat Cheras.. dah sengkek neh. Tanpa disangka, cek gaji aku pun dah kuar. Then, tengahari aku pegi pejabat Polis Serdang buat report kehilangan. En. Polis yang bernama Alias tu sangat-sangatla comelnye.. hilang penat aku kejap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian diikuti dengan kedai Photostat, aku kene photocopy slip spm aku dan terus ke pejabat pos Sri Kembangan. Bersesak-sesak carik parking. Last2 jauh gakla aku parking.. tak pulak aku jugak yang kene menapak.. ditambah dengan kepanasan matahari.. wah! Panas rambut aku, abehla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan setakat itu saja, aku nak Sijil tu cepat. Maka dengan itu aku gamble pegi Putrajaya. Carik bangunan kerajaan Lembaga Peperiksaan Malaysia. Yang aku tau time tuh, dekat ngan Alamanda.. bak kate Kecik (kawan Uitm yang hilang SPM jugak). Nasib baik signboard memudahkan pencarian aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah sampai masalah parking sekali lagi melanda. Last2 aku menapak lagik. Hadeh..! Letih la aku nak jalan pepanas neh. Aku bukannya putih, bertambah gelapla aku..! Muka aku dah serabai kat dalam bangunan Peperiksaan Malaysia tuh. Bak kate El macam muka orang masak goring pisang. Muka berminyak aku dah malas nak cover. Aku letih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siap isi boring. Aku terus challow. Dahaga toksah cakap. Letih jangan kate. Tak cukup disitu. Aku sesat mase nak kuar. Ntah memane aku pegi. Dengan tak makan tengahari, kelaparan dan bingung. Tau2 je dah sampai kat Pasar borong selangor.. ajaib sungguh Putrajaya. Tak kasik aku buat pusing U langusung. Memang jalan kat Putrajaya neh bagi aku makan angin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kat umah. Aku melantak kejap. Aku dah letih. Tak larat nak pegi Cheras betulkan Laptop siKecik. Esok la Kecik eh. Then, aku terus tidur kekenyangan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terjaga bila El datang umah nak jemput aku gi Mines. Muahaha..~ Sorry El. Aku tertido dengan kusyuk. Then kitorang pun gi Mines makan McD, dan gi main bowling. Mulanya aku takleh focus. Rokok aku tinggal dalam keta. Game kedua barula dapat rokok. Nasib baik ade abang yang baik hati kat situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas isap rokok dengan kelam kabut.. taula pening tangkap ke kepala. Langsung masuk longkang bola aku. Ades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah stable sikit.. baru aku slowly score. Muahaha..~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115240487579388195?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115240487579388195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115240487579388195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240487579388195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115240487579388195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/putrajaya.html' title='Putrajaya'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115126254353332160</id><published>2006-06-24T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:09:03.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering time ladies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/cajunshrimppasta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/cajunshrimppasta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gathering Time Ladies.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Awal-awal pagi lagik aku dah dapat sms dari Amy (close friend mase kat Upm). Ajak jumpa makan-makan.. Yela, sejak dah kawen neh makin susah nak jumpe.. lagik-lagik bile dia dah duduk kat Melaka. Memang tak dapat la nak jumpa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tadi kitorang jumpe kat TGI Fridays. Aku, Amy dan Hazrin, Jay dan Mukhlis, Anang (memang dah sah-sah ko keje kat situ), Qisy dan Kak Waty. Malangnye Nyna tak dapat nak join sekalik.. dahla susah nak jumpe. Ntah bebile lagik dapat jumpe hua~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masing-masing ngan perubahan memasing. Hanya ade 3 orang je yang tak kawen lagi kat situ.. haha.. takutnye aku dengar pasal kawen neh. Bile masuk bab anak pun macam takut jugak.. ngaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time-time cenggini.. aku terasa macam dah tua sangat. Orang lain dah ade anak.. aku? anak tekak jela.. hades. Anyway.. I am so glad that we still manage to keep in touch. Walaupun dah kawen and everything.. It's doesn't stop us to be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kekenyagan makan Fetucinni Kueh Teaw malam neh.. hakhak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115126254353332160?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115126254353332160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115126254353332160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115126254353332160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115126254353332160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/gathering-time-ladies.html' title='Gathering time ladies..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115115312242197087</id><published>2006-06-24T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:56:05.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.bolt.com/video/flv_player_branded.swf?contentId=473585&amp;contentType=2' loop='false' quality='high' bgcolor='white' width='180' height='160' name='video_play_500' allowScriptAccess='sameDomain' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paper Bag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star,&lt;br /&gt;To pray on, or wish on, or something like that,&lt;br /&gt;I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy,&lt;br /&gt;Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the dove of hope began its downward slope,&lt;br /&gt;And I believed for a moment that my chances,&lt;br /&gt;Were approaching to be grabbed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as it came down near, so did a weary tear,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag,&lt;br /&gt;Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold,&lt;br /&gt;Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love,&lt;br /&gt;And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a little hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,&lt;br /&gt;And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope,&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified,&lt;br /&gt;Come on put a little love here in my void,' he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's all in your head,' and I said, 'So's everything',&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't get it I thought he was a man,&lt;br /&gt;But he was just a little boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up,&lt;br /&gt;I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love,&lt;br /&gt;Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up,&lt;br /&gt;I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold,&lt;br /&gt;Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a onclick="window.open(http:www.fiona-apple.com'); return false;" href="http:www.fiona-apple.com"&gt;Fiona Apple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115115312242197087?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115115312242197087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115115312242197087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115115312242197087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115115312242197087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/paper-bag.html' title='Paper Bag'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115108188192408075</id><published>2006-06-23T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T09:58:01.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel yaiks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/pic_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/pic_0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The way i am feeling.. yaiks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115108188192408075?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115108188192408075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115108188192408075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115108188192408075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115108188192408075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-yaiks.html' title='I feel yaiks'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115047897427596411</id><published>2006-06-16T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:29:34.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling so mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling so mystery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku tanak pegi keje. Aku tak tau knape. Dah bosan sangat agaknyer. Hadei.. kenape je aku rase macam neh.. Esok aku nak kene pi keja.. malasnyer.. huah~&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/23598629-115047897427596411?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115047897427596411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115047897427596411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115047897427596411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115047897427596411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-so-mystery.html' title='Feeling so mystery'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115037196920398618</id><published>2006-06-15T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T05:00:55.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Remember You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.bolt.com/audio/audio_player_flv_branded.swf?contentId=992029&amp;contentType=2' loop='false' quality='high' bgcolor='white' width='183' height='170' name='audio_player_flv' allowScriptAccess='sameDomain' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Will Remember You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired but I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Standin' on the edge of something much too deep&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word&lt;br /&gt;We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to lose&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Sarah Mclachlan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115037196920398618?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115037196920398618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115037196920398618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115037196920398618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115037196920398618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-will-remember-you.html' title='I Will Remember You'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-115029707022996890</id><published>2006-06-14T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T07:57:50.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/1143546074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/320/1143546074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Time Is Ticking Out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well.. The time keep on ticking. Finally, let's spread the news. I past my resignation letter yesterday, after a talk with her. She accept and so far I believe she understand why on earth I keep saying I want something new to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another 2 weeks to finish this. I gave her 2 weeks notice. After this I'm going back to the excitement of design. Well.. Being prepared. A good thing to know about my Boss here, she always wanted everyone to be success with her or without her. There's a lots of thing that I had learnt from her, which never been taught by anyone before. Greatest thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hurgh.. Anyway. Dalam keadaan macam ni pulak terdapat banyak pula cobaan-cobaan yang inginkan perhatian dari aku.. Maksud aku, ini bukanlah masa terbaik untuk aku memikirkan perkara-perkara yang seumpama dengan kumbang dan bunga.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I already feel excited to get back to graphic. There are a few things I need to settle down before I get start. Just let the time ticking.. ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-115029707022996890?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/115029707022996890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=115029707022996890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115029707022996890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/115029707022996890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-is-ticking-out-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114988142004352264</id><published>2006-06-09T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T12:30:30.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/mirrir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/mirrir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mirror Yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here I am. Once again I did't go to work. I was slept almost 12 hours. When I wake my younger brother (Asip) suddenly give me a surprise question. 'Lambatnye bangun.. ko nak bunuh diri ke..?' I am like stunt for a second. Simply just saying.. 'Maybe..'. I'm smiling.. Kidding myself I guess. Then I am thinking what he just said. What am I thinking right now..? Killing myself is a really scary statement. Am I..? Wah..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly tired whit this situation. Figuring out how I want to end this. I'm stuck. How many times I felt like this before..? Maybe 3 times already. Huah.. Just now I take a test at &lt;a onclick="window.open('http://www.quizbox.com/'); return false;" href="http://www.quizbox.com/"&gt;QuizBox&lt;/a&gt; - Get to know yourself better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Somehow, the last sentence really true about how I feel right now. Muahaha..~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114988142004352264?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114988142004352264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114988142004352264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114988142004352264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114988142004352264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/mirror-yourself.html' title='Mirror Yourself'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114934291298970071</id><published>2006-06-03T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T06:55:13.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My stress style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My stress style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/51291/tests/stress/index.jsp?testname=stressogt&amp;resultid=B" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test at Tickle" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/51291/http://i.emode.com/tests/stress/images/stoic_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're a Stoic!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You're a Stoic. Your stress style follows the path of many steadfast folks: Think of the Brits with their "stiff upper lips," or the Germans with their cool-as-a-cucumber reserve. It amazes those who know you, but stress hardly seems to affect you. In fact, friends might even say you're oblivious to the tension in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being in denial about stress doesn't really make it go away. Small problems may seem to take care of themselves when ignored, but major life issues need attention to be resolved in a positive way. The next time you're faced with serious stress, pull your head out of the sand and try giving the situation your full attention for a change. You might be surprised to find that your coping skills are actually quite good — even if they're a little rusty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/51292/tests/stress/index.jsp?testname=stressogt&amp;amp;resultid=B" target="_blank"&gt;What's Your Stress Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114934291298970071?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114934291298970071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114934291298970071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114934291298970071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114934291298970071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-stress-style.html' title='My stress style'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114925794574154435</id><published>2006-06-02T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:24:24.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ergh.. Pink?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/1005259971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/1005259971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ergh.. Pink?!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH..!! What!?? Pink..!!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaahahahaha...! Patutler dalam shoutbox korang kater pink. Terkejut jugak aku mulernyer.. Untuk pengetahuan korang ini adalah satu kesilapan. Harap maklum. Monitor aku rosak.. takleh detect kaler merah. Aku ingat aku pick kaler grey.. Muahahaha...! Tadik kelam kabut jugakla aku datang ke cyber cafe neh. Betul ke kaler pink?? Kalo kaler pink.. pink yang cemane..?? Muahahaha.. hadei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ades.. takleh terima kenyataan aku. Adakah personality aku sesuai ngan kaler neh..? Muahahaha... bikin kelakar betul. Biarlah dulu, esok lusa monitor aku dah ok ker.. aku tukar kaler favorite aku sendiri. Cam tak kene jer aku rase.. Muahahahaa...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni aku pilih piNk.. ngua.. ngua.. ngua..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114925794574154435?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114925794574154435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114925794574154435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114925794574154435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114925794574154435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/ergh-pink.html' title='Ergh.. Pink?!!'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114925392899979758</id><published>2006-06-02T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T06:18:17.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/images.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/images.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuti-cuti Ready Horizon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telemarketing Department dan Sales diberi cuti selama 2 hari minggu neh.. tak pernah-pernah termimpi oleh kitorang suma.. hahaha.. sukanya aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab utama kitaorang diberi cuti, Big Boss heppy ngan performance.. everyone archieve their target.. kalo yang tak archieve tu pun sipi-sipi je. Ini suma diatas kerjasama dan tungkus lumus kitorang suma.. everyone push into the limits! Aku nyer performance pun bley tahan.. tak sabar nak tau result dah ni.. Aku ngan Ervin sekarang tengah berlumba-lumba to be the Top! hua hua.. Nak diikutkan.. Ervin dah ketinggalan jauh.. memang aku tak sangka dia mampu kejar last-last minute macam neh.. hadeh.. dasat nyer plan ko yer Ervin.. you see how we challenge this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam aku gi bershopping ngan siZara (dah naik pangkat supervisor - congrats!). Kitorang gi Lot10 makan sushi, then aku  beli toiletries. SiZara plak beli kasut baru.. dah naik pangkatla katekan.. ehem.. ehem.. dah tak boleh pakai seluar jeans la yerk.. kene tunjuk contoh yang baik kat kitorang.. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, petang tu on the way balik ke umah. Tetiba aku menerima panggilan dari siQisy. Kenkawan matriks aku ajak datang umah Qisy.. memang tak jauh sangat Qisy. Tambang pegi balik memang tak mahal mane pun.. huhu. Kelana Jaya tu jauh tau..! Aku Ok jer mulanyer.. mase perjalanan ke sana aku rasa macam jauhnyer lagik.. herk.. aku tukar plan terus ke rumah siAnang. Dekat Subang jer. Takler jauuuhh sangat kan Qisy..? Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepak-lepak umah Anang kejap. Nasib baik dia cuti. Layan Tv kat umah dia. Tengah lepak-lepak tu aku dah rase tak sedap badan. Badan aku panas.. sakit tekak.. dan cepat letih.. dari pagi tadik aku dah rase tak sedap kat tekak. Ingat biase-biase je..hurgh..! Anang cakap ade tiga sebab.. kurang minum air masak, kuat isap rokok, dan stress.. hahaha.. memang kena dengan gaya aku minggu lepas.. tak heranla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni aku dok umah, cirit-birit. Malas nak kuar.. kemas-kemas rumah jer.. Masak pun tidak hua hua.. Parents aku balik kampung pagi neh.. balik hari Ahad ni. Hadui.. nak jaga siFatin neh yang letih. Aku suruh makan dia tanak makan.. dia kenyang dia kata.. aku pun malas nak replace mak. Aku kakak jer. Ko tanak makan sudah. Nanti lapar bagitau.. Muahahaa...! Simple..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak kene minum banyak air hari neh.. kalo tak silap-silap hari bulan tak datang kerje.. walaupun aku dah terasa malas. Tapi esok hari Sabtu beb..! Maneleh cuti.. hadei.. malasnyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114925392899979758?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114925392899979758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114925392899979758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114925392899979758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114925392899979758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/06/cuti-cuti-ready-horizon.html' title=''/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114925195897234040</id><published>2006-05-27T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T05:42:29.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manager..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Manager..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sejak minggu lepas 'company' aku ade 'hire' sorang 'manager' neh.. En. Fahmi yang berumur 24 tahun. Agak terkijut jugakla bebudak ofis.. kitorang puas teka umur dia dalam lingkungan 26-32. Sekali hamik ko.. baru 24 tahun.. waa... aku.. setakat ni tadet ape2 komen.. tapi itulah dia... 'manager' aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sejak dia 'in charge' kat ofis neh aku tetiba terasa keletihan tahap hantu.. dan aku rasa lagi dua hari kalo berterusan macam neh aku bley jadik hantu agaknya.. muahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana tak? Aku letih! Letihnya... hades.. masuk pepagi kul 11.00. Hari Sabtu dan Ahad neh semua diwajibkan masuk kul 10 pagi!! erkgh..! Tadik aku sampai ofis kul 9.50am.. nasib baik sempat, kalo diikutkan keadaan aku mungkin lewat. 'Jam' teruk kat MRR2. Ade eksiden kat tengah jalan kat Bandar Tasik Selatan.. bikin&lt;br /&gt;kelakar pulak lori neh pepagi.. hades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu tadik aku balik kul 9pm. 11 jam kat ofis. Ngadap tepon aku... ngaa.. keletihan otak aku dibuatnya sejak 'manager' ade kat sini. Tersasul-sasul aku cakap ngan 'customer'. Sampai ketahap aku buat sarkas pulak ngan 'customer'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade je tadik aku 'call' sorang 'customer' neh.. bila dia jawab phone, aku tanya soalan klakar.. 'how can i help u mam?' tak ke mengong kejap 'mam' tu.. last2 dia give up.. maybe wrong number... bile dah letak tepon baru aku tersedar.. aku yang call dia rupanya.. patutla blur.. hergh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ntahla.. nak ikutkan banyak lagi mende kelakar yang aku buat kat opis ari ni.. tak larat aku nak cerita. Apa yang pasti.. aku letih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114925195897234040?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114925195897234040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114925195897234040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114925195897234040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114925195897234040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/05/manager.html' title='Manager..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114762973346084647</id><published>2006-05-14T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T11:04:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/oi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tadi lepas kerja aku ngan siZara, budak-budak baru&lt;br /&gt;yang nak 'training' pergi HSC Medical Center. Kitorang sesa-&lt;br /&gt;me tong-tong duit minyak pegi sane.. Tadet pape yang menarik&lt;br /&gt;cuma untuk minggu ini Madam Chan adela 2 kali bagitau&lt;br /&gt;aku 'i had a good performance..' aku tersenyum puas.. 'the best&lt;br /&gt;that i promise myself before tells me some result here.. im glad'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam Madam ade datang ofis nengok kitorang buat keje..&lt;br /&gt;Aku datang kat meja dia, aku bagi pen kat dia.. siap ngan ink&lt;br /&gt;spare lagi.. aku pun tak tau kenape dia berkenan sangat ngan&lt;br /&gt;pen yang aku guna sebelum ni.. aku hadiahkan kat dia..&lt;br /&gt;walaupun bukan berape sen sangat harga dia.. aku betul-&lt;br /&gt;betul ikhlas nak bagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiga hari sebelum neh aku ade temankan siZara gi jumpa mem-&lt;br /&gt;bernya, siSham. Membernya itu pulak datang dengan member-&lt;br /&gt;nya lagi sorang.. andy. Mulanya aku berat hati jugak nak temankan.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sebelum2 neh dah berape kali aku tolak.. aku pun dah janji&lt;br /&gt;ngan dia malam tu aku free bole pegi lepak.. hesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kitorang berempat pun pegi makan kat One Step kat Setapak.&lt;br /&gt;Rase macam nyesal time tu pun ade.. mane tak nye.. Sham ngan&lt;br /&gt;siZara ni syok borak2 aku dok diam kat situ.. lagipun environtment&lt;br /&gt;bising aku tak selesa nak borak ngan Andy.. letih aku. Aku try&lt;br /&gt;jugak le beborak ngan Andy ni.. kang cakap aku sombong dah satu&lt;br /&gt;hal pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah dalam beborak tu tetiba Andy pandang tepat kat mata aku.&lt;br /&gt;Dia tanye something.. masalahnya, aku tak ingat langsung ape dia&lt;br /&gt;tanye time tuh.. aku macam terkejut kejap. Kenape dia pandang aku&lt;br /&gt;camtuh?? But im just ignore what happen that time.. there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;special about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokannya cam biasa aku pegi keje.. tengahari tu masuk keje aku&lt;br /&gt;borak2 jap ngan Zara. Then, mase nak continue buat keje aku macam&lt;br /&gt;terbayang 'mata' malam semalam.. Hati aku terdetik satu perasaan&lt;br /&gt;yang aku tak tersangka aku akan rasa.. 'i felt full respect with the way&lt;br /&gt;of that eyes looking at me..' eh? Kenape tetiba aku terasa macam tu..?&lt;br /&gt;Kenape malam tadi aku tak rase pape? i keep doing the same thing,&lt;br /&gt;ignore it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hari ni adalah hari ketiga. Petang tadi siZara cakap Sham ngan&lt;br /&gt;Andy kem salam.. aku senyum. Tapi dalam hati aku macam berbunga&lt;br /&gt;sket.. dan malam ni aku macam rindu kat 'mata' tu. Asal aku duduk&lt;br /&gt;senyap sikit je aku terbayang 'mata' tu.. kali ni aku betul2 tak dapat&lt;br /&gt;nak ignore.. sebab tu la aku ada kat sini tules blog pasal bende ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadeh.. hanya disebabkan 'mata' je aku bleh rajin nak datang cc&lt;br /&gt;tules blog jer? Maksudnya 'mata' ni bukan calang2 mata la kot..&lt;br /&gt;Aku cuma tertanya-tanya kenape tetiba sepasang mata itu men-&lt;br /&gt;jadi begitu istimewa sampai aku sanggup tules ke dalam blog neh?&lt;br /&gt;Adakah korang rasa curiga dengan cerita aku neh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak rase excited. Aku juga tak rase itu satu 'pandang pertama'.&lt;br /&gt;Aku pelik. Kenape mata itu boleh menjadi satu tarikan yang mula-&lt;br /&gt;nya aku tak rase ia adalah istimewa?? Aku takla rase seronok sangat&lt;br /&gt;borak ngan Andy malam tu.. cuma aku rasa selesa borak ngan dia&lt;br /&gt;walaupun baru first time jumpa, dan dari apa yang aku nampak dia&lt;br /&gt;macam seronot borak ngan aku. . . . entahla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape yang aku boleh simpulkan di sini. Aku suka mata tu.. hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114762973346084647?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114762973346084647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114762973346084647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114762973346084647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114762973346084647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/05/his-eyes.html' title='His Eyes'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114753120110306777</id><published>2006-05-13T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T11:04:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Happy Mother's Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tak pernah-pernah aku ingat bila tarikh Hari Ibu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terima kaseh pada 'customer' yang aku 'invite ke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HSC hari neh.. tak tersangka aku, kebanyakan org&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yang aku 'call' adela beberapa orang taknak datang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HSC sebab diorang nak 'celebrate' hari ibu neh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terkijut pun ade jugak.. kebanyakannya 'customer'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cina yang 'celebrate' hari ibu neh.. ngaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114753120110306777?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114753120110306777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114753120110306777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114753120110306777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114753120110306777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114719343118801209</id><published>2006-05-09T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:50:59.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adakah aku?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semalam aku off day.. dah tak tau ape nak buat kat umah.&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik siZara bagi sms ajak kuar.. dia pun kebosanan.&lt;br /&gt;Yela.. kitorang cuti time orang keje.. nak jumpa kawan kat&lt;br /&gt;tempat keje mengganggu pulak.. Nasib baik ade geng.. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku gi tengok M.I.3. Bole tahan jugakla.. memang kejap je&lt;br /&gt;tak kejang2 otot aku nengok. Masuk2 je dah kejang.. dan terus&lt;br /&gt;keras sampai habis.. huh. Terseksa dan enjoy.. nak dibanding&lt;br /&gt;kan lagi best dari M.I.2.. hu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malamnya pulak, dalam kul 11 malam aku gi jumpa siFaizal..&lt;br /&gt;Dia buat overtime.. dia ajak turun uptown. Aku jumpa dia..&lt;br /&gt;adela beborak 2 jam. Nak diikutkan sebenarnya aku banyak&lt;br /&gt;mendengar dan bertanya.. sek dia je cerita tak berenti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahla.. aku macam mati akal nak borak ape ngan dia..&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tau nak bercerita ape.. Sampai satu tahap aku berasa,&lt;br /&gt;aku bosan.. boleh ke? Hurgh.. mesti kenkawan aku marah&lt;br /&gt;lepas neh.. ngaa.. mesti korang pelikkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mase on the way balik tu.. aku rasa bukan aku sorang saja&lt;br /&gt;yang rasa bosan. Aku rase dia pun mesti bosan.. betul ke??&lt;br /&gt;Mase drive tu aku bawak slow sket.. takut roadblock.. dan&lt;br /&gt;terpikir-pikir.. betul ke aku suka ko Faizal?? Aku cuba de-&lt;br /&gt;finasikan perkataan "suka" itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suka" yang aku rasa adalah sekadar suka sahaja.. its brings&lt;br /&gt;no such feeling of excitement.. there is no such word like love,&lt;br /&gt;it is purely like itself.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah lepas ni ade orang yang akan marahkan aku..?? Adakah?&lt;br /&gt;Entahla.. nak diikutkan pun sebenarnya aku tak nampak tanda-&lt;br /&gt;tanda yang si Faizal ni sukakan aku.. mungkin terlalu awal.. atau-&lt;br /&gt;pun mungkin betul ape yang aku rasekan ni.. instuisi aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape2 pun, aku bukan putus harapan. Aku harap apa yang aku&lt;br /&gt;rasakan ni betul.. setakat ni aku percaya dengan apa yang aku&lt;br /&gt;rasa.. mungkin dia bukan yang terbaik untuk aku dan begitu&lt;br /&gt;juga sebaliknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa macam aku ni kerdil walaupun aku tinggi hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa banyak lagi peluang yang ada kat luar sana untuk&lt;br /&gt;aku lalui satu persatu.. cukup banyak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah lalu satu.. dan bagaimana dengan satu yang seterusnya..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114719343118801209?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114719343118801209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114719343118801209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114719343118801209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114719343118801209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/05/adakah-aku.html' title='Adakah aku?'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114719167079636954</id><published>2006-05-09T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T04:19:35.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuah ayam nampak di kaki..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minggu ni terasa perubahan mendadak dalam sifat moody aku neh..&lt;br /&gt;Minggu lepas aku boleh dikatakan tense sampai rase susah nak tido&lt;br /&gt;sebab pikirkan pasal tempat keja aku.. Mane taknye lepas bos aku&lt;br /&gt;dah slow talk ngan aku, memang ku gagahkan juga bertahan buat&lt;br /&gt;keja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku amik keputusan nak stay dulu dan lihat projek baru yang akan&lt;br /&gt;datang neh.. kalo dah tak bole jugak barula aku berenti. Dalam&lt;br /&gt;masa yang sama ku kabar-kabarkan juga tentang niat aku pada&lt;br /&gt;kenkawan yang aku tengah cari keja Graphic Designer.. kot-kot&lt;br /&gt;emergency senang.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu ni aku terasa kepala aku ringan. Hilang satu beban yang&lt;br /&gt;memenatkan. "Officemate" aku seperti menjadi orang baru kat ofis..&lt;br /&gt;huu.. setakat ini Alhamdulillah.. aku bertegur sapa jugak ngan dia..&lt;br /&gt;aku yang memulakan perbualan ngan dia, aku tau dia agak takut&lt;br /&gt;untuk memulakannya.. mungkin takut aku buat bodo jer.. aku tak&lt;br /&gt;sekejam tu.. aku tahu batas aku.. adalah berdosa kiranya aku tak&lt;br /&gt;bertegur selama 3 hari berturut. Aku lembutkan hati aku untuk tegur&lt;br /&gt;dia.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masalah kenkawan yang tumpang tak nak bayar minyak bersama&lt;br /&gt;juga turut ku settlekan sekaligus. Rupanya kawan ku yang lagi&lt;br /&gt;sorang ni tau segan jugak.. tersalah sangka jugak aku mulanya.&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih pada kenkawan yang bersimpati, dan yang paling aku&lt;br /&gt;berterima kasih adalah pada ayahku sendiri. Aku betul-betul&lt;br /&gt;menghargai sokongan2 semua..&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih daun keladi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu lepas ayah aku dah perasan perubahan aku. Dalam&lt;br /&gt;kesempatan yang ada ayah tanye samaada aku ada masalah ke?&lt;br /&gt;Aku ceritakan serba sedikit pasal nak berenti keja, officemate, dan&lt;br /&gt;kawan yang menumpang aku balik keja. Dia setuju dengan tindakan&lt;br /&gt;aku untuk stay dan sambil2 mencari keja yang lebih baik. Kurang&lt;br /&gt;setuju dengan kata2 berterus terang aku terhadap officemate dan&lt;br /&gt;siap ajarkan lagi bagaimana nak bercakap dengan orang2 seperti&lt;br /&gt;ini.. dan ayah agak bengang.. kenape tak kongsikan ngan ayah?&lt;br /&gt;Lain kali tak perlu tunggu ayah tanye.. apa2 masalah ceritakan jer..&lt;br /&gt;erk.. aku.. aku.. aku touching kejap.. haha. Tq yah! Cayang ayah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru-baru ni aku praktikkan apa yang ayah aku ajar. SiKawan aku ni&lt;br /&gt;nak minta tumpang.. dengan selamba dan senang hatinya aku&lt;br /&gt;menjawab "Nak tumpang takkan dengan air liur je kan..?" Dalam&lt;br /&gt;hati aku neh tersenyum-senyum.. haha.. dan sejak hari itu agak&lt;br /&gt;susah dia nak tumpang balik dengan aku.. Bebaru neh mak aku&lt;br /&gt;macam terkejut kenape aku balik awal.. aku senyum dan&lt;br /&gt;buat2 tanye awal ke? Jawapan sebenar.. aku sebutkan je dalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu lepas sebenarnya aku ade mintak cuti selama 3 hari dengan&lt;br /&gt;Madam Chan. Aku personally jumpa dia, nak rest.. tense sangat aku&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya minggu lepas.. Aku diberi cuti 3 hari. Aku bukan buat&lt;br /&gt;ape pun.. relaks dok umah. Sambil aku fokuskan betul2 apa&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya yang tense kan aku ketahap tak bole tido neh..&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya, aku terlalu risau dengan masalah aku. Berkali-kali aku&lt;br /&gt;bagitau diri sendiri, masalah ni tak seberat yang aku fikirkan.. aku&lt;br /&gt;mampu selesaikan.. walau apa pun yang berlaku aku percaya aku&lt;br /&gt;boleh lalui. Aku kerap berkata-kata.. be positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. dah pulih balik kesediakala. Aku sedar aku cukup bertuah&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya. Aku baru tersedar Madam Chan ni sayangkan aku&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya. Haha.. Dahla offer jadik consultant, pastu mintak cuti&lt;br /&gt;bagi pulak tu.. apa lagi yang aku nak? Aku nak buat&lt;br /&gt;the best keje ngan Madam aku neh.. dalam garang2 dia sebenarnya&lt;br /&gt;baik.. esh betul2 bertuahla aku rasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Keep on moving yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114719167079636954?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114719167079636954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114719167079636954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114719167079636954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114719167079636954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/05/tuah-ayam-nampak-di-kaki.html' title='Tuah ayam nampak di kaki..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114666074288145434</id><published>2006-05-03T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T04:31:50.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/E002078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/E002078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/E002078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamenye aku tak update blog.. ikutkan hati aku memang malas nak&lt;br /&gt;online dan update. Ntahla.. kebelakangan ni mood aku turun&lt;br /&gt;mendadak.. sampai ke tahap tension.. aku sakit kepala berdenyut&lt;br /&gt;denyut.. Adela sampai satu hari tu aku dah tak bleh handle sakit&lt;br /&gt;kepala ni aku pegi joging memalam. Dekat satu jam aku jog. Bole&lt;br /&gt;tahan peluh aku.. pastu terus hilang sakit.. esoknye pulak dating&lt;br /&gt;balik..aku geram aku gi cycling plak memalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak ayah aku dah risau, buang tebiat ape aku ni memalam&lt;br /&gt;exercise?? Aku sediri rase macam tak selamat nak kuar dalam&lt;br /&gt;Serdang ni.. maklumla dah banyak kes aku dengar.. hesh..!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dah sakit tak risau ape dah.. lepas ni aku nak jog pepagi&lt;br /&gt;plak..Semalam aku gi umah member lame aku si J. Kawan mase&lt;br /&gt;matrik dulu.. lame tak jumpa dia.. dah kawen anak sorang.. anak&lt;br /&gt;dia comel pulak tu.. rase macam nak gigit jari tangan dia.. haha..!&lt;br /&gt;Mate bulat besar kaler hitam.. huiks! kalola anak aku kan best..&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.. (jangan suruh aku kawen cepat aa..) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu lepas mase aku dimotivasikan oleh Madam aku ambik&lt;br /&gt;keputusan untuk stay keje kat ofis dan try sesuatu yang baru untuk&lt;br /&gt;projek yang akan datang ni..Walaupun hatiku meronta-ronta aku&lt;br /&gt;tabahkan jugak buat keje. Aku dah janji i will try my best! Dan&lt;br /&gt;result dia bole la tahan.. walaupun aku rasa agak kecewa. Aku&lt;br /&gt;target minggu ni aku dapat achieve 8 qualified tour.. tapi aku&lt;br /&gt;mampu 7 sahaja..Ngaaa... tapet cuba lagi sekali..! Haik..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time-time aku tengah tension camni la pulak.. adela 2 3 hari selepas&lt;br /&gt;dimotivasikan tu ade kes pulak kat ofis aku. Aku telah mendapati&lt;br /&gt;kawan aku yang aku selalu tumpangkan balik kerja telah mengambil&lt;br /&gt;tour aku.. Budak-budak ofis aku yang lain dah lame bagitau aku..&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku diamkan jer.. pastu aku dengar pulak side budak yang&lt;br /&gt;mengambil tour aku ni.. aku diamkan lagi.. aku cuba menghakimi&lt;br /&gt;tanpa terlalu emosi.. aku cuba cari logik bende ni terjadi.. adakah&lt;br /&gt;budak2 ofis tipu aku?? kalo ya kenape?? suke tengok aku gaduh&lt;br /&gt;ke?? Pada penilaian aku jauh sekali diorang nak buat camni.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pikirkan pulak side yang lagi satu.. selama aku berkawan aku&lt;br /&gt;banyak tolong dia ni.. sampai hati ke dia buat aku macam ni?? Yang&lt;br /&gt;inilah yang meragukan aku..aku tak pernah rasa dihargai setiap ape&lt;br /&gt;yang aku tolong dia neh.. Pada pendapat aku setelah beberapa bu-&lt;br /&gt;lan kenal, aku rasa tak mustahil.. Mase aku find out tu aku berdiam&lt;br /&gt;diri. Time nak balik dia mintak tumpangkan pegi LRT station.. time&lt;br /&gt;tu aku nekad aku nak cakap ngan dia.. bile dah sampai aku bagitau&lt;br /&gt;dia aku nak cakap sikit. Keluar je dari keta aku terus tanye direct&lt;br /&gt;kenape tour aku dijemput atas nama ko? Suara aku time tu macam&lt;br /&gt;bergetar. I am so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPSET!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia ceritakan balik perkara yang sama dia ceritakan kat aku sebelum&lt;br /&gt;ni.. Aku tak puas hati.. aku nak dia berterus terang at least aku&lt;br /&gt;dapat dengar perkataan maaf dari dia.. tapi sebaliknya dia&lt;br /&gt;menyalahkan kesilapan ni padaZara (budak ofis yg bgtau aku). Aku&lt;br /&gt;dah berkali-kali cakap jangan libatkan orang lain.. dia macam tak&lt;br /&gt;faham.. dia nak jugak salahkan Zara. Mase dok tense berbahas&lt;br /&gt;dengan dia.. aku tak taula dia terlepas cakap kot.. yang dia dah&lt;br /&gt;lama tak puas hati dengan Zara sebab Bos lebihkan dia.. hmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang la Zara budak baru.. Bos suka dia sebab dia buat keje&lt;br /&gt;bersungguh, kalo siZara ni dilebihkan Bos tapi keje tak semenggah&lt;br /&gt;aku pun rasa tak puashati.. masalahnye dia memang buat keje&lt;br /&gt;bagus.. tak heranla aku kalo bos sayang dia.. aku pun senang&lt;br /&gt;berkawan ngan siZara ni..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian kawan aku ni tak cukup pulak nak salahkan Zara.. aku&lt;br /&gt;terkejut dia boleh salahkan aku sekali.. Kenape aku tak bagitau&lt;br /&gt;awal2 dalam ofis? Kan senang boleh suruh budak admin betulkan?&lt;br /&gt;Dia kata dia dah perasan mase aku check beramai-ramai tu tapi&lt;br /&gt;Dia tunggu aku cakap ngan dia.. kalo betul itu adalah satu kesi-&lt;br /&gt;lapan..kenapa tak dia sendiri yang bagitau budak admin tolong&lt;br /&gt;betulkan..?? At least aku nampak keikhlasan dia kat situ.. kenapa&lt;br /&gt;dia sendiri tak amik peluang tu untuk betulkan kesilapan dia??&lt;br /&gt;kenapa mesti salahkan orang lain.. salahkan aku tak bgtau awal2??&lt;br /&gt;Salah ke aku bagitau secara private??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang siZara dah suruh aku cakap kat kawan aku ni mase check&lt;br /&gt;tu.. tapi aku nak cakap ngan dia private. Sebab aku bukan tak puas&lt;br /&gt;hati pasal tour tu.. aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAK PUAS HATI KENAPE DIA SANGGUP BUAT MACAM TU??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dan aku nak dengar perkataan MAAF.. itu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least di cakap maaf aku rasa release.. berterus terang.. dari&lt;br /&gt;berterus terang sekurang kurangnya ada satu sebab aku percayakan&lt;br /&gt;dia.. macam mana aku nak berkawan kalo aku dah hilang&lt;br /&gt;kepercayaan?? Aku bukan orang yang suka berpura-pura. Aku&lt;br /&gt;marah.. aku kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dia kata ngan aku.. be professional. Ok.. dengan mudahnya time tu&lt;br /&gt;akumemberi keputusan professional aku..&lt;br /&gt;"Kat ofis kita officemate, kat luar kita bukan kawan.."&lt;br /&gt;Pada aku there is no point im being one of your good friend.. if i lost&lt;br /&gt;my trust to you.. i wont pretend to myself. If you say sorry that&lt;br /&gt;time.. aku takkan tergamak cakap macam tu. I am totally lost..&lt;br /&gt;hilang kesabaran aku. Dan aku tak menyesal dengan setiap apa&lt;br /&gt;yang aku cakap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baru aku sedar.. dalam diam kesabaran aku ni ada batasnya.. dan&lt;br /&gt;aku seorang yang agak tegas.. Pada masa yang sama aku juga&lt;br /&gt;sedar aku ni seorang yang &lt;strong&gt;COMEL&lt;/strong&gt;.. Muahaha! peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114666074288145434?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114666074288145434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114666074288145434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114666074288145434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114666074288145434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/05/hilang.html' title='Hilang..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114598528664474514</id><published>2006-04-25T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T05:11:26.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvad0r</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/dali.jpg"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 5px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/dali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Persistence of Memory"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang tadi aku berenang lagi ngan El. Bile aku masuk je dalam kolam kepala aku rase ringan. Dua hari kebelakangan nih aku tense semacam.. buat bende semua rase cam tak betul. Mase main bowling ngan parents aku pun tah ape-ape aku main. Score aku dapat 80 lebih jer.. Aku pelik jugak mulanya, then bile abih baru aku sedar.. aku tak focus betul-betul. Mak aku pun pelik.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bagitau si El pasal tempat keje aku.. ari tu aku ade chat ngan dia aku tak datang keje. Ponteng dua hari dok lepak umah member aku kat Subang.. umah siAnang. Siap tidur satu malam lagi kat umah dia.. thank you Anang. Lain kali ko nak masak jemput aku sekali.. aku pun nak blaja masak ngan ko.. Semalam aku renew Maybank Card aku.. hilang. Memang dah hilang tumpuan aku ni agaknya.. tah ape-ape ntah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku baru dapat gaji.. aku pas duit siNona aku pinjam kat El hari ni.. kalo aku tak bagi siEl sure aku tak dapat bayar.. yela.. sibuk exam sampai duit hutang pun lupa nak amek.. ntah ko ingat lagi ke tak Nona.. ingat tak aku hutang ape Nona?? haha.. Mase nak balik El hantar aku tetiba dia tanye ape maksud Salvad0r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rase tak ramai tau Salvad0r ni ape.. Mase aku memula nak create blog ni aku nak pakai satu nama yang aku betul-betul suka.. dan satu je yang terlintas time tu.. Salvad0r.. aku pun tak pasti kenape name ni tetiba terlintas.. yang pasti Salvador ni aku amik dari nama pelukis aliran Surealism.. Salvador Dali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu mase kat Uitm aku ade buat artwork aliran ni.. dan Salvador ni pelukis yang aku suka dalam aliran ni. Artwork Salvador ni memang betul-betul diluar imaginasi.. dan mase aku belajar aku kene pilih 3 artwork dia dan tiru bulat-bulat. Bile aku lukis.. aku baru perasan cara dia coloring sangat realistik dan position dalam setiap artwork ade unsur-unsur matematik.. best. Aku memang suka math. Secara teorinya surealism ni bermaksud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surrealism was a means of reuniting conscious and unconscious realms of experience so completely, that the world of dream and fantasy would be joined to the everyday rational world in "an absolute reality, a surreality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabungan sedar dan tidak sedar.. kata-kata ni la yang buat aku admire kat Surealism. Sebab setiap ape yang kita buat secara sedar sebenarnya dalam setengah-setengah keadaan kita lakukan dengan tidak sedar.. korang paham tak?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk pengetahuan anda sekalian, kita hanya menggunakan 10% dari minda kitauntuk kegunaan harian. Mane pegi lagi 90%?? Pernah tak terfikir macam mane jantung kita berdegup?? Minda kita sebenarnya mengawal seluruh organ dalam badan tanpa&lt;br /&gt;kita sedari.. Pernah tak terkejut sampai rase jantung tak berdegup?? Kita hanya mengawal 10% dari minda saja..Weh.. ape aku merepek ni.. hua hua&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114598528664474514?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114598528664474514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114598528664474514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114598528664474514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114598528664474514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/04/salvad0r.html' title='Salvad0r'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114597699886051165</id><published>2006-04-25T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T08:07:58.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking.. and keep thinking until now. Supposedly tomorrow I will send a resignation letter.. and tonight, my mind is so undecided what actually I want to do. I thought I had made a final decision in this resignation.. after some talk with my Madam.. she made me thinking twicetwice.. is this really what I mean to do?? Or is it because I cant do anymore and I wanted to jump somewhere else that I believe I could do better..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully.. my answer would be the second one.. which is I had try my best to denied it. Seem to be true dear.. I cant lie to myself, even though I had try so hard to keep the first one is my answer. At a first place I had decide to get in selling field because I wanted to improve my communication skills, the way of thinking and making money. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At a same time, I have estimate.. I will not get into this line so long.. as long as I can made some amount of saving with this job.. it's should be ok and I will back to my line. Furthermore, when I can get myself of handling fear to counter with people.. satisfied enough.. then I know when I should quit this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is.. both of them are still under positive progress.. and I am not satisfied yet. Means I don't totally want to quit this. Still struggle and moving. Unfortunately lately, my company having some problems and they change their company service.. which I think it is better than the old one, but it is not. It is much more harder than I could handle. I couldn't do my job with excellent satisfaction or maybe truth to be say.. not good at all..!! This cause me a really terrible feeling, I can't do this even I'd tried my best.. so I guess, I no longer need here. That is a main reason why I desperately wanted to quit this.. I just can't see any bright future with this one. Why I should keep on..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, exactly on the date I wanted to put a letter on my boss desk.. my boss approach me and asking if I had problems with my work. Telling the truth, I have nothing to hide with her.. I told her that I can't do this anymore and I want to use my diploma in graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she had reply surprisingly able to open up some part of my mind. She told me that I good at my job and I was one of the best.. sometimes a best person also had a turn down about a month or two in the working graph, that is why I should keep up.. because if I jump somewhere and I become one of the best there.. there must be a time of turning down again. If I keep jumping and jumping, I will never hold any high position in any company. I was stunned. What she said is definitely right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home I was thinking is there any bullshit of what my Madam said. Maybe right now she is lacking of workers and unstable.. so she afraid if she couldn't find someone to replace me?? So far that I can think now.. none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sincerely said to me she won't let me go and she plan to train me to be a consultant on a next coming project. She mentioned, on a 3rd week of May.. she'll start this project. Then, there are some long silent I had.. I'm asking myself and keep asking.. am I able to stay a bit more longer?? To find out..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to the reason at a first place why I decide to quit. Now here I am I had some migraine and trying to judge. Of course I am not able to judge anything yet with this situation. I'm feeling like crying out.. because I just felt LOST. I am trying to find where is my believe??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If she didn't say anything about jumping and jumping, there is no other way I would feeling lost like this. Precisely to say.. she got my weakness in a snap second of time. Damn, I hope this one is not one kind of scam. Ah.. I hate hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this totally lost feeling and believe.. I couldn't decide anything yet. I really need some white paper.. I mean a clear mind and a rational thinking. It is not my way decide emotionally.. then I want to fade away any unnecessary sentiment. This would take a few days.. or should I have some talk with my big boss En. Jabir?? Duhh.. or maybe I should do both of it? Smile.. huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dear.. can I sleep peacefully tonight?? I plan to write down this thing at this late hour because I want to have a good night sleep. Release out. I can loose my focus if I keep thinking the same thing again and again.. ngaa.. I wish I could pause my mind for a few hours.. ngaa~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114597699886051165?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114597699886051165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114597699886051165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114597699886051165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114597699886051165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/04/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114425999578644234</id><published>2006-04-05T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:05:39.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terkejutnya aku..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari ni adalah hari terkejut khas buat aku agaknya. Dahla aku&lt;br /&gt;terkejut.. kemudian dikejutkan lagi.. dan lagi.. lagi2 aku terkejut.&lt;br /&gt;"Memang mengejutkan..!" itulah kata2 aku.. hahaha hadui.. letih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat opis tadi aku terkejut sebab ade drama kat bawah opis aku..&lt;br /&gt;drama penderaan terhadap kaum hawa.. pelakonnya tak lain dan&lt;br /&gt;tak bukan adalah &lt;em&gt;officemate&lt;/em&gt; aku sendiri, dibelasah teruk dek&lt;br /&gt;tunangnya.. mulanya aku selamba je berdiri kat sebelah, yela..&lt;br /&gt;aku datang2 je diorang dah bertekak.. aku &lt;em&gt;stop&lt;/em&gt; la kejap.. apehal ni?&lt;br /&gt;Kendian aku dah terdengar satu ledakan yang akan berlaku&lt;br /&gt;pergaduhan.. aku pun dengan &lt;em&gt;slow2&lt;/em&gt; menjauhkan diri.. kang&lt;br /&gt;tak pasal2 aku terlibat sama.. susah pulak &lt;em&gt;ending&lt;/em&gt; cerita.. akutnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu dengan tak disangka-sangka kawan aku ni belasah tunang&lt;br /&gt;dia dikhayalak ramai.. kitorang baru nak kuar &lt;em&gt;break&lt;/em&gt; ni jadi&lt;br /&gt;kaget.. kawan2 aku cuba tenangkan keadaan.. tak pasal2 kene&lt;br /&gt;tengking pulak.. aku terdiam berdiri kat tepi.. nak tolong&lt;br /&gt;takde kudrat.. nak biar tak sampai hati.. bersalah.. ngaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last2 keadaan tenang kembali, yang kesiannya.. kawan aku yang&lt;br /&gt;dibelasah ni la.. terus hilang rasa lapar.. masih berada dalam&lt;br /&gt;keadaan terkejut lagi aku rasa.. mane taknya, adela 3 4 kali&lt;br /&gt;kepala kene belasah dan terantuk dinding.. simpati aku tengok&lt;br /&gt;kawan aku ni.. kitorang cuba tenangkan dia.. dia diamkan diri&lt;br /&gt;memanjang sampaila nak &lt;em&gt;punch in&lt;/em&gt;, dia mintak kebenaran bos&lt;br /&gt;nak pegi klinik.. pastu terus balik.. kesian aku tengok..&lt;br /&gt;Alasan pergaduhan..? kawan aku tak ajak tunang dia makan&lt;br /&gt;sekali.. tak rasa berdosa ke pukul pompuan atas alasan ni..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahla.. kenkadang bile dah marah.. terpendam je kat dalam,&lt;br /&gt;sekali dia kuar.. abih meletup.. &lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt; tu sure dah tak fikir apa..&lt;br /&gt;Aku tengok orang zaman sekarang memang menakutkan..&lt;br /&gt;Ade yang marah sampai sanggup membunuh.. ngeri bile aku&lt;br /&gt;teringat.. jauhkanla dari api, semoga iman kekal dihati..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari yang sama, malam tu aku dikejutkan lagi sekali..&lt;br /&gt;aku dah berkawan ngan Man dah setahun agaknya.. lame&lt;br /&gt;jugak kitorang kenal, tapi jarang2 jumpa. Tadik dia ajak aku&lt;br /&gt;kuar makan.. temankan dia, bosan dia kata. Aku pun teman-&lt;br /&gt;kanla dia ni makan, sebelum ni dah dua kali aku tolak permin-&lt;br /&gt;taan keluar ngan dia ni.. memang dia tak kenal erti putus asa.&lt;br /&gt;Tabah betul Man ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas makan aku ngan dia gi jejalan kat KLCC tengok air pancut.&lt;br /&gt;Sambung pulak main &lt;em&gt;pool&lt;/em&gt; kat Steven Corner. &lt;em&gt;Then&lt;/em&gt;, diakhiri dengan&lt;br /&gt;minum2 kat Steven. Time saat2 akhir ni la dia tetiba bukak cerita&lt;br /&gt;bile aku nak bertunang? Aku senyum..sambil menjawab 2 tahun&lt;br /&gt;lagi kot.. aku time tuh dah suspen.. kenape je dia ni.. tetiba je.&lt;br /&gt;Dan tak disangka-sangka tetiba dia berkata.. "Ooo.. so tahun 2008&lt;br /&gt;awak bertunang k? ok....? bertunang k..?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulanya memang aku nak cakap ok. Tapi aku rase macam pelik.&lt;br /&gt;Nape lain macam sangat bunyik ok dia ni..? Nape banyak ok..?&lt;br /&gt;Dia nak aku bertunang ngan dia ke..? Aku pening.. aku dok&lt;br /&gt;terpikir-pikir.. ape maksud dia punya ok ni..? Sebelum aku jawab&lt;br /&gt;ok rational aku dengan pantas memintas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ape maksud awak ok?? Boleh &lt;em&gt;specific&lt;/em&gt;kan lagi ok tu...?&lt;br /&gt;Dia senyum.. "Awak nak saya berterus terang ke?" Aku angguk.&lt;br /&gt;Mase ni aku dah tak cukup nafas nak bercakap pun ade jugak.. ngaa..&lt;br /&gt;Dia bisik kat telinga aku kata2 pujangga azimat 3 kerat tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tarik nafas panjang.. pandang tepat ke muka Man..&lt;br /&gt;Senyum.. aku tersenyum.. padahal dalam kepala aku ligat nak&lt;br /&gt;menyusun kata.. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally i decided to tell the truth..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Aku bagitau dia jangan terlalu mengharap. Aku suka orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku tak rasa apa2 bila ngan dia.. urgh.. adakah dia sakit&lt;br /&gt;mendengar kenyataan aku..?? Aku tahu dia sedikit kecewa..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sikit pun tak nampak kat muka Man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu.. heh..! aku malasla nak bercerita.. Aku tengah terperanjat lagi&lt;br /&gt;ni.. tak abis lagi elektrik kejut ni..! Kesimpulannya dia cakap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"The Best Man Win".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak habis setakat itu sahaja cerita "terkejutnya aku" ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time&lt;/em&gt; nak balik tadik aku kene &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;speed trap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Waaa...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak &lt;em&gt;tea break&lt;/em&gt; melihat matahari terbenam jatuh..&lt;br /&gt;Tenangnya suasana diwaktu petang.. burung2 berkicau&lt;br /&gt;balik ke sarang.. angin sejuk hinggap ke pipi.. lalala..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Terkejutnya Aku.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114425999578644234?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114425999578644234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114425999578644234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114425999578644234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114425999578644234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/04/terkejutnya-aku.html' title='Terkejutnya aku..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114400340095636272</id><published>2006-04-02T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T05:26:24.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lepak punya hal..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/coffee-cup-beans.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/coffee-cup-beans.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lepak Punya Hal..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kebosanan duk umah.. tadet keje. Yela, ari Sabtu lepas ade training. Lepas tu bersambung pulak dihari Selasa kan datangnye.. busan menunggu aku ajak Asip (adik aku) lepak malamnye tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ngan Asip kalo dah lepak memang macam2 criter leh kuar.. dari game ke komik ke study dia, bab2 agama pun termasukla jugak.. ade satu soalan yang aku agak terpana seketika memikirkan jawapan bila Asip bertanya.. "Islam adalah agama yang adil.. tapi kenape gov. tak adil dalam bab2 agama dalam Malaysia..?? contohnye.. kalo orang Islam kawen ngan orang bukan Islam.. kenape dia kene masuk Islam dan kenape sumbangan untuk bina masjid lebih banyak berbanding agama lain??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalan2 camni membuatkan aku berhati-hati menjawab Asip. Aku tahu Asip bertanya bukannye ape.. cuma dia nak tau ape jawapan aku.. sebab dia tak tau ape nak jawab bile orang tanye dia.. Setelah seketika aku berfikir.. aku hanya mampu katekan.. maksud adil itu sendiri sudah disalah ertikan awal2 lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adil dalam Islam yang dimaksudkan (yang aku pahamla..) adalah untuk umatnya. Orang Islam boleh kawen dgn orang bukan Islam.. dan jika dia setuju untuk keluar Islam.. ade syaratnya..iaitu mati. Jadi di sini orang Islam boleh membuat pilihan.. Hak sama adil ni.. tak sepatutnya dipersoalkan.. sebab ia berkait rapat dengan faktor sejarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia adalah tanah orang melayu yang majoritinya Islam.. hak kemerdekaan dulu diperjuangkan oleh melayu.. bukan bangsa lain. Kenape sekarang nak persoalkan hak sama adil ni..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah yang terbaik aku dapar beri jawapan pada siAsip nih.. dan aku nasihatkan kitorang sama2 tanye ayah aku.. pada masa yang sama aku tertanya-tanya juga apa jawapan kawan2 aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lame lepas aku lepak ngan Asip aku sambung lepak jap ngan kawan se UiTM aku.. punyela aku sangap kat umahkan.. Nama kawan aku ni Kecik. Orangnye pun kecik2 gitu.. punyela lame kitorang lepak.. dah lame tak jumpala katekan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil tu ade jugakla aku selit soalan adik aku tadik.. jawapan dia sama.. tentang faktor sejarah. Tapi.. ape yang membuatkan aku terperanjat bila dia kata..&lt;br /&gt;"orang melayu bawak masuk orang cina dan india ade sebabnya.. orang cina dapat bantu percepatkan pembangunan dari sektor perlombongan.. orang India pulak dari sektor toreh getah..(aku lupa nama spesifik dia)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tapi itulah orang melayu.. sifat tak pernah nak berubah.. macam sekarang ni, sektor pembangu-nan kita bawak masuk orang Indon..!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bende ni membuatkan aku terfikir.. dan berfikir.. Mungkinkah suatu hari nanti tuntutan sama adil turut diperkatakan oleh Indon? Bangla? Haa..??? Makin lame aku pikir.. makin takut aku bayangkan ape yang bakal terjadi pada Malaysia.. yang pastinya.. dan sesungguhnya pasti.. bende macam ni tak boleh dipandang ringan.. sekarang adalah masa terbaik untuk &lt;strong&gt;MELAYU BERUBAH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Untuk berubah datangnya dari diri sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKU NAK BERUBAH..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114400340095636272?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114400340095636272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114400340095636272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114400340095636272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114400340095636272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/04/lepak-punya-hal.html' title='Lepak punya hal..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114380806684378743</id><published>2006-03-31T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T04:33:41.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanganku Berdenyut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/dv109089.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/dv109089.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Semalam aku ngan El gi main &lt;em&gt;bowling&lt;/em&gt; sampai lenguh jari. Aku tengok El lak&lt;br /&gt;bleh rilek lagi lepas 2 &lt;em&gt;game&lt;/em&gt;.. tadet pulak nampak ciri-ciri lenguh tangan ke&lt;br /&gt;ape ke.. &lt;em&gt;maintain&lt;/em&gt; jer minah nih.. Lepas dah berpusing-pusing main, aku&lt;br /&gt;ngan El pun bercadang pulang.. aku ingat nak sambung lepak minum kopi..&lt;br /&gt;tapi bile terpikir orang tu keje pagi.. aku batal kan jer.. kang tak pasal-pasal&lt;br /&gt;aku kene jerit.. bukan betul El ni kalo dah penat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni pulak, agaknye dah gian nak main.. aku main 3 game ngan mak ayah&lt;br /&gt;aku.. pergh... bleh tahan la pulak aku nye &lt;em&gt;score&lt;/em&gt;. Ayah aku toksah cakapla..&lt;br /&gt;tiap-tiap minggu dia main.. ade satu &lt;em&gt;part&lt;/em&gt; tu, &lt;em&gt;strike&lt;/em&gt; 4 kali berturut.. ape citer??&lt;br /&gt;Aku kalo &lt;em&gt;stirke&lt;/em&gt; sekali dah menari dah kat depan tu.. ayah aku selambe je..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik-balik je dari main &lt;em&gt;bowling&lt;/em&gt; ngam-ngam ujan berenti.. aku apa lagi..&lt;br /&gt;ter&lt;em&gt;excited&lt;/em&gt; mengajak El gi &lt;em&gt;swim&lt;/em&gt;.. ha ha.. terus aku &lt;em&gt;packing&lt;/em&gt; segala bagai..&lt;br /&gt;sampai kat sana kecebum-kecebum jap.. baro sedo, nafas aku dah fendek..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. El &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sound direct&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dan tepat di telinga itu dia... ape lagi.. rokok aku laa..&lt;br /&gt;bak kate Nona.. aku pun.. lalalala... berenang.. lalalala.. berenang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik je dari umah.. tangan kanan aku lenguh semacam.. hadui..&lt;br /&gt;Semalam dan hari ni pueh aku tocer tangan kanan aku... hurgh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadik aku dapat &lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt; dari &lt;em&gt;officemate&lt;/em&gt; aku, esok kene datang&lt;br /&gt;keje awal.. kul 9 pagi dah kene ade sane.. sebab kitorang akan di&lt;br /&gt;beri &lt;em&gt;training&lt;/em&gt;.. kat Ampang. &lt;em&gt;Training&lt;/em&gt; ape aku pun tak tau.. yang&lt;br /&gt;pastinye kene &lt;em&gt;formal&lt;/em&gt;.. aku dah ade keje balik dah.. setelah se-&lt;br /&gt;kian lama bercuti.. har har..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114380806684378743?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114380806684378743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114380806684378743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114380806684378743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114380806684378743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/03/tanganku-berdenyut.html' title='Tanganku Berdenyut'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114363288549059512</id><published>2006-03-29T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T04:01:00.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti Lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/dv344053.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/dv344053.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu ni memang minggu cuti-cuti untuk aku.. harhar.. semua bebudak &lt;em&gt;Telemarketing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diberi cuti sehingga diberitahu, paling lewat pun ari Senin minggu depan baru setat keja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku ngan member-member opis apa lagi, nak pulak baru dapat gaji.. shopping sakan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku awal-awal dah tolak tepi simpanan untuk &lt;strong&gt;Redang&lt;/strong&gt; ngan duit nak beli keta. Kalo aku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tak tolak ni.. habeh suma aku belanja.. hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam aku ngan Siti (budak opis) gi jejalan kat Lot10 ngan Sungei Wang. Plan nak beli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baju opis.. &lt;em&gt;Last-last&lt;/em&gt; aku beli beg jer.. baju kat sana suma aku tak kenan.. nak buek cemana..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tak cukup dengan itu ari ni aku &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; gi Ampang Point.. jeng jeng jeng.. memang tak rabak la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pulakkan dompet aku.. 2 baju berega RM160.. macam hilang akal pun ade jugak.. nak puas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hatila katekan.. bulan ni aku &lt;em&gt;confirm&lt;/em&gt; dok umah bebaik.. tak tengok wayang, makan kat umah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keluar bile perlu je.. nak makan tengahari makan &lt;em&gt;spirulina&lt;/em&gt; je! Har.. har.. pueh hati aku.. lepas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ni kalo korang ajak aku gi memane kalo aku &lt;em&gt;refuse&lt;/em&gt; tu pepaham jela yer.. aku nak berjimat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadik aku gi lepak jap kat kedai mamak, dok layan &lt;em&gt;Nescafe&lt;/em&gt; sensorang.. tengok astro.. Memang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;favourite&lt;/em&gt; aku dok lepak sorang-sorang, &lt;em&gt;time-time&lt;/em&gt; cengginila aku luahkan perasaan aku kat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kertas.. bertanya diri sendiri..menjawab sendiri-sendiri.. aku tak panggil aktiviti ni gila..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sebaliknya aku panggil masa &lt;strong&gt;mengenal diri sendiri&lt;/strong&gt;.. gile ke mengenal diri sendiri?? Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ape-ape pun, dengan tentiba aku terpana dan terfikir, masalah aku ngan kenkawan opis aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sebenarnye adalah &lt;em&gt;simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masalah aku yang &lt;em&gt;simple&lt;/em&gt; ni sebenarnya aku dah &lt;em&gt;realize&lt;/em&gt; sejak aku skolah kat UPM lagi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selalu bile aku berkawan atau rapat ngan memane kawan sekali pun.. aku selalu rase di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pergunakan kawan sendiri.. entahla.. aku ni baik hati sangat.. mudah simpati.. agaknye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kot..Tak terlepas jugak bebudak opis aku ni.. memula berkawan memang la ok. Bile dah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rapat selalu keluar makan sesame tetiba je aku rase diorang ni dah lebeh..! Tak taula kalo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aku ni sensitip sangat ke ape.. meh sini aku bagitau, setiap malam kalo nak balik keje aku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tolong hantarkan kawan-kawan aku ni balik umah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorang dok Ampang, sorang dok Cheras.. memang dekat je..kalo hampir setiap malam ko &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hantar, aku tak penahla pulak nak mintak beriya kat kawan2 aku ni.. &lt;em&gt;contribute&lt;/em&gt; duit minyak.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aku paham diorang tak cukup duit.. banyak &lt;em&gt;commitments&lt;/em&gt;. Beh tu tak kesian ke kat aku dekat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tetiap malam hantar, cukup jarang orang hargai jasa aku.. sampai ke tahap aku nak kene &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mintak bile dah dapat gaji.. rokok pun pau aku, sms pun pau aku..ade sampai satu tahap aku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pelik, adakah semuanya mesti aku?? Bile dah gaji.. tetiba senyap,terpakse aku bersuara, mintak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bayar minyak.. itu pun berkonsepkan "Ala.. ngan kenkawanpun nak berkira.." maksudnye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bayar sket cukupla.. dalam sebulan aku penat hantar balikyang sorang ni bayar RM10.. yang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorang tak bayar pape.. sadis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rase.. keterlaluan ke kalo aku letakkan harga?? Hadui.. tolong la paham perasaan aku ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nanti kate aku berkira.. kalo aku buat bodo.. aku terase kawan perguna aku. Bende macam ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pun aku kene bagitau jugak ke? Diorang tak paham ke?? Nampak gaya memang aku kene cakap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lembut2 ngan diorang ni.. aku bekawan dekat 10 tahun ngan El &amp; Nona, tak penah timbul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bende-bende ni.. aku pelikla.. aku nak berkawan ngan diorang lama.. sebab tu aku tolong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kawan.. tapi.. kenape sampai hati buat aku rase macamni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seronoknye kalo tetiba kawan opis aku ni kate " &lt;strong&gt;Nad, nah 5 hengget isi minyak keta ko..nak &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tunggu gaji lambat lagi ni, kesian ko&lt;/strong&gt;" at least.. aku dah rase cukup dihargai dah kalo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diorang buat camni.. susah ke? keterlaluan ke permintaan dihargai ni?? Aku memang tak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suke simpan2. Aku memang suke &lt;em&gt;direct&lt;/em&gt; je.. memang tak pedas la pulak kene kan?? Cemane &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agaknye care terbaik aku bole cakap ngan lemah lembut ngan diorang.. aku nak diorang paham &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;je.. hadui.. letih aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barula aku nampak, beruntung aku dapat kawan ngan El &amp;amp; Nona.. &lt;em&gt;this is the truth&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bukan bodek. Susah nak carik kawan macam diorang.. aku takyah sesusah nak cakap.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diorang bleh letakkan diri diorang tempat aku.. Kalo aku pulak yang ade buat cemni &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ngan korang.. aku mintak maaf. Bagitau la aku seperti mana yang aku akan bagitau &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kawan-kawan aku ni.. ngaaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114363288549059512?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114363288549059512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114363288549059512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114363288549059512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114363288549059512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/03/cuti-lagi.html' title='Cuti Lagi'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114313360252164476</id><published>2006-03-23T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T09:18:47.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti diwaktu kereje</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/200279247-001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/200279247-001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hari ni seperti biase aku gi kereje. Sesampai kat opis buatla keje cam biasa.&lt;br /&gt;Dalam masa satu jam camtuh tetiba budak &lt;em&gt;admin&lt;/em&gt; kat ofis aku dapat &lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt; dari&lt;br /&gt;bos. Kendian dimaklumkan kepada semua bebudak &lt;em&gt;Telemarketing &lt;/em&gt;"kitorang&lt;br /&gt;tak dibenarkan buat &lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt; sehingga diberitahu hari Isnin". Hurgh.., ape citer??&lt;br /&gt;Best memangla best kalo nak diikutkan nafsu malas aku ni. Tapi bile aku pikir-&lt;br /&gt;pikir balik aku terasa cam rugi sangat aku bulan nih.. aku baru plan nak balun&lt;br /&gt;hantar &lt;em&gt;tour&lt;/em&gt; 12 orang hari Sabtu &amp;amp; Ahad ni.. tetiba terpakse &lt;em&gt;cancel. &lt;/em&gt;Yela.. aku ni&lt;br /&gt;keje bukan makan &lt;em&gt;basic salary. &lt;/em&gt;Aku keje bebulan makan komisyen.. tang tu&lt;br /&gt;yang masyuk duit.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah siap bajet nak amik keta satria dalam mase terdekat ni.. ngaa... kalo&lt;br /&gt;berterusan camni kering tak makan la aku nampak gaya. Aku ade gak la &lt;em&gt;hint-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hint &lt;/em&gt;kat bos.. sampai bile nak camni..? Bulan ni tak dapat &lt;em&gt;achieve target&lt;/em&gt;la kalo&lt;br /&gt;camni.. bos aku dengan selambanya berkata-kata.. &lt;em&gt;u &lt;/em&gt;jangan risau Nad, kite&lt;br /&gt;sesame tadet duit... walaweh.. Nak ikut logik kepala aku, memangla tadet duit&lt;br /&gt;sesame.. yang kelaparan tak makan nanti sapa pulakkan?? Hadui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, bos kuar dari opis. Aku ngan bebudak opis dah sangap tahap dewa..!&lt;br /&gt;Kitorang memang dah jenis puak tak bole duduk diam ni pun dengan sukarela&lt;br /&gt;nya membersihkan opis. &lt;em&gt;Vacumm &lt;/em&gt;termasuk mop sekali. Berkilat lantai aku&lt;br /&gt;aku kejekan.. ngan bilik air sekali aku sapu... har har.. berpeluh jugakla aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abih je mengemas aku ngan bebudak lain dok borak2 kosong. Memang dah&lt;br /&gt;dilahirkan banyak cakap agaknyer.. sedo2 je dah kul 8. Kitorang ape lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Zesss..! la.. ngeh ngeh.. adei.. cemane aku nak keje esok?? Adakah aku bekerje?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114313360252164476?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114313360252164476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114313360252164476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114313360252164476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114313360252164476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/03/cuti-diwaktu-kereje.html' title='Cuti diwaktu kereje'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114287733211748838</id><published>2006-03-20T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:15:39.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend who lost her Family..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/200316710-001.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/200316710-001.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/200316710-001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual, i wake up in the morning. Prepared myself to go to office.&lt;br /&gt;Driving.. peacefully, no jam as usual. Listening to my favourite song&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Surrender from Sarach Mclachlan...&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce here. Im telling a stroy about my officemate. She is&lt;br /&gt;21, eldest in family, and an outgoing person.. smile always on her face,&lt;br /&gt;happy character girl. Most of staff here are really comfortable with her.&lt;br /&gt;Behind the smile i ever thought that she is a tough girl...&lt;br /&gt;She had a bad family background.. im not telling about the bad thing&lt;br /&gt;about her family.. but proud with her toughness. Really.&lt;br /&gt;This evening, im having a take 5 (smoking) with her.. and she start&lt;br /&gt;telling me about her financial problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked her where she spend all the money she had? True as i guess she&lt;br /&gt;she spend lots to her family. She had 2 brother who is unemployed, and&lt;br /&gt;always brings a trouble.. in and out to jail and court. Imagine, what we call&lt;br /&gt;"ikat jamin" involve thousand of money already.. and she got 2 brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Means.. double! Not yet, more suprisingly.. she also "ikat jamin" her own&lt;br /&gt;father..! while she telling me i am so speechless. And she also wanted to&lt;br /&gt;move out from her house.. her boyfriend also told her that her family is&lt;br /&gt;taking advantage from her.&lt;br /&gt;I never being that speechless when somebody telling their problems. At least&lt;br /&gt;i had my own opinions to say out. I am totally speechless! The only thing that i &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can think that time was.. how lucky i am. How lucky i am to have a happy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loving family..&lt;br /&gt;Her mother?? Oh, just think this one. Last Saturday we got angpow.. she had&lt;br /&gt;Rm 350. From this, Rm150 she clear out that she owe from her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Returning home, her mother ask for Rm200 to go Ipoh. She try to tolerate with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her mom to pay Rm150. Refused.. and what else she had?? I just cant imagine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how she live.. surviving.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine, i have parents and siblings.. but i dont have family.. Family?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think she ever understand what is family means.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling thankful to my family. What do you think??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114287733211748838?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114287733211748838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114287733211748838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114287733211748838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114287733211748838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-friend-who-lost-her-family.html' title='My friend who lost her Family..'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114236458640478559</id><published>2006-03-14T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T08:38:36.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/200127779-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/200127779-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Sunday my officemate was went to out station at Penang for 2 days. As usual me and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all invitation department have been busy calling people since Tuesday until Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realize that my performance last week not really like.. what i call performance.. duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suprisingly my Boss (Madam Chan) personally call me that day and wondering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY? She doesnt think i do an effort all out that week.. hurgh..! And she asking me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am i wasting too much time smoking at back of the office? Erm.. i said "agaknyer.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What kind of funny answer is that!? Well what im try to say here. At the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of our talking time.. she motivate me, i supposely show something to our newcomer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep my records as the best there.. hurmm.. and i was stun silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only words i could came out that time was.. Thank You..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realize how much she had done to me, and i dont think that i could ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;find somebody like her as a Boss in any other company..Feeling greatful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since that day.. Thank you Boss! And the happy thing happen today.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My basic is promoted! Wonderful eh..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114236458640478559?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114236458640478559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114236458640478559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114236458640478559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114236458640478559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/03/promotion.html' title='Promotion.'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598629.post-114226618182551910</id><published>2006-03-13T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T08:33:48.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GARASI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/1600/pgal-photo10lr.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/810/652/200/pgal-photo10lr.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sabtu lepas customer aku ni selamat sampai ke opis bersama-sama isteri dan anaknye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alhamdulillah.. selamat pergi jugak. Nasib baik sekeluarga yang sampai.. jadi tak ler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kaku aku dibuatnye kat situ.. ngaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, malam tu jugak aku ngan El cadang kuar tengok Casanova. Bile sampai Mines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hampeh.. Casanova tak ditayangkan kat situ.. jadik alang2 dah sampai aku ngan El&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pun bercadangla tengok GARASI. Memula aku memang berat hati nak tengok cite ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maklumla.. aku ni susah nak berpuas hati tengok movie melayu atau indon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Takut jugak kalo tengok criter ni terasa macam sia-sia membazir. Sekali tengah sedap2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tengok terus minat pulak.. sudah.. ngaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yang buat aku minat band GARASI ni sebab suara vokal dia lebih kurang macam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cranberries (favourite band aku). Yang lebih tersentak tu aku macam tak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;percaya suara macam ni pun sedap dibawa dalam lirik bahasa melayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wacayalaa...!! Kalo korang tak percaya dengarkan Hilang &gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.karebosi.com/musik/7Garasi5_-_Hilang8.mp3"&gt;www.karebosi.com/musik/7Garasi5_-_Hilang8.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lepas tu aku carik2 jugakla info pasal band ni. Aku tetiba jadik kurang paham..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;band ni ditubuhkan semata-mata nak cipta movie Garasi ni.. Info&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garasithemovie.com/"&gt;www.garasithemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adakah itu bermaksud lepas cerite ni dah ditayangkan tadet lagi Band ni?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ngaaa.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598629-114226618182551910?l=salvad0r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/feeds/114226618182551910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598629&amp;postID=114226618182551910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114226618182551910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598629/posts/default/114226618182551910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salvad0r.blogspot.com/2006/03/garasi.html' title='GARASI'/><author><name>Dian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12687169367128601652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
