<?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-6358129225519457622</id><updated>2011-12-21T21:07:32.558+08:00</updated><category term='Nightmare Dream In The Evening.'/><category term='Twice Upon A Time'/><category term='Don&apos;t leave me'/><category term='Decide it.'/><category term='Sleepy.'/><category term='Worry for you.'/><category term='It&apos;s the family love.'/><category term='The Real Friends.'/><category term='Desperate.'/><category term='stress-free'/><category term='2 more days.'/><category term='perangai.'/><category term='Happy Birthday~'/><category term='Brand New.'/><category term='Alive.'/><category term='Loving my loved 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Be Prepared.'/><category term='Break the Ice'/><category term='Maaf Zahir Dan Batin.'/><category term='Truly Madly Deeply.'/><category term='Thanks for hurting me.'/><category term='Faster come back.'/><category term='Diamonds.'/><category term='Trauma go away.'/><category term='Meet soon.'/><category term='Weird question.'/><category term='Quick be home.'/><category term='damn.'/><category term='Goody Food.'/><title type='text'>DIFFERENT SHADES OF GRIEF</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1184555931900460488</id><published>2009-08-22T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:53:58.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have moved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eiyababy.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bye blogger! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6358129225519457622-1184555931900460488?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1184555931900460488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1184555931900460488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1184555931900460488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1184555931900460488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/08/moved.html' title='Moved.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-100561290786209120</id><published>2009-08-18T13:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:25:18.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The previous.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm at work now and updating my blog. Gaji bute oi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my friends chatted with me at msn and told me all those sad stories about their relationship and I can't take it but to cry. It was like I was the one who in their shoes. Why some of my friends have difficulties in relationship when me and bf were in cloud nine? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet my gf badly and I want to hug her since she have a rough times all this while. Pity her so much. How I wish I was beside her when all that happened. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you when you are really in need. My time was in the mess and I bet you know that, darling. See you soon, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on our 5th Monthsary which falls on 12 August, we didnt get the chance to celebrate as I was working and well, you too~ So sad. :( But we went out on Sunday. We went for a tanning session at ECP and we really talk things out, we talk about us and everything. I don't want to say what exactly we talk about. Later surely got misunderstanding. Haiyaa. I love Hunney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zara, do you want to go jogging session with me?! :D Since our place is so near to each other. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, back to work! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-100561290786209120?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/100561290786209120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=100561290786209120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/100561290786209120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/100561290786209120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/08/previous.html' title='The previous.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2109966480669190370</id><published>2009-08-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:32:35.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random oi.</title><content type='html'>Life have been so busy lately and I realized that time flies so fast which I think it's a good thing for me to semangat-semangat Raya now. HAHA! Kak noi, let's go karaoke and sing Raya song. You are the only one who can semangat-semangat Raya with me. The others don't even want to bother me when I talked about Raya now. Basket betol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zara, we should meet again! Best la go out with you till we don't remember to inform our bf where we go and what we do! So funny! And your mum is the cuteness mum that I ever saw! :D Plan something soon okay. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurul baby, I want to hug you and the babes on Saturday! Be strong okay darling. Your aunt is at a good place now. No worries~ Pray more for her. She will definitely be more happy at there. Insya Allah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunney is sick today and i want to visit him tomorrow morning before I go to work. I want to pamper him like a baby and I want to play with his cat named Boy. Hehe~ Can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2109966480669190370?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2109966480669190370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2109966480669190370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2109966480669190370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2109966480669190370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-oi.html' title='Random oi.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-631445259812291950</id><published>2009-08-07T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:23:19.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I say the same thing every single time.'/><title type='text'>I swear I can spend whatever on it.</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's friday and I'm so sexcited about tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so can't wait to collect the dslr camera that I rent. :D I want to learn to use it before it will be totally mine soon but not so soon. Abg Rul, tolong ajar i k? Hehe~ I'm gonna hit the gym in the morning and meet Zara for a shopping session! Surprise for you, Zara! I can't wait to see your reaction la! And yes, I collected the online shop top from Jacob and I'm so loving it! Thanks Nurul for showing me the website and I see your cousin's gf already! Hahaa~ &amp;amp; I can't wait for next Saturday to meet my babes again! Woah lots of happening plan going uh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I buying a good digital camera for Raya because I hate my family's Nikon digital camera. So sucks lei. Plus, I'm so addicted to denim and camera stuff now. All of the sudden, I fancy all of that so much and today's pay day and I just shop a top and a denim jeans. My temptation is getting better now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About previous post, it's quite sad ey? But Nurul was the one who made me realised about friends that do come and go and babes are really my best friend. Well, that previous post have nothing gonna do with my babes because I know they were the one who I can count on. I love you babes so much. Don't worry about anything okay! And Sheeqah, all this while I have been expecting you to call me but... you never call ey. :( So sad la~&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulilah, Nurul has been discharged from hospital and I hope you do continue watch your diet okay darling. Anything do update me and us, babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunney is forever sweet abes. He brought whatever I have been hunger to eat and I always feel whatever I want, I will get it. Gosh, it's not good to have that kind of feel and I don't want to get used to it. Hunney, please do something about it okay. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I or shall I put it as WE, have same the character of being such a dramatic couple and I can't stop laughing about it. We're so funny! Banyak la kiter nye action. :D Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get a good rest today. Till then! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-631445259812291950?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/631445259812291950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=631445259812291950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/631445259812291950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/631445259812291950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-swear-i-can-spend-whatever-on-it.html' title='I swear I can spend whatever on it.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-785107883853791906</id><published>2009-08-03T01:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:32:04.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will find you bestfriend.'/><title type='text'>The best of all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SnXbWBNjC1I/AAAAAAAAB5k/KygsJ9OoPEI/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365435702410677074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SnXbWBNjC1I/AAAAAAAAB5k/KygsJ9OoPEI/s320/DSC00286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SnXbGgvfKyI/AAAAAAAAB5c/h4sHP1QMy8U/s1600-h/DSC02178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365435435996621602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SnXbGgvfKyI/AAAAAAAAB5c/h4sHP1QMy8U/s320/DSC02178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I look like a kid with bangs. Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm surprised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know that there's some people who still post some entry about me and as usual, didn't mention names. Well, that post was so long ago. So funny when I realise it now. Professional Pretender uh. Well, I don't even care at all and thanks for being such a sweetheart to me previous time. Appreciated la sangat sangat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm looking for a best friend. I'm finding and observe at the same time. I just don't understand why I have many close friends but I never consider all of them as a the best yet. I just feels unsecured. After those incident happened, I'm just so fcuking sad that there's people talking behind my behind when all this while I've been there for them. I still remember what Zara told me the other day. It doesnt matter how long you know them, it's just the way how you understand each other feeling's. Something like that. I totally can't wait to meet Zara personally and to my surprise, I'm going out with my primary schoolmate. Haha. Zara, I remember you hor, you and me were so kental at that time..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want more chinese friends, please. I find chinese friends are much more better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-785107883853791906?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/785107883853791906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=785107883853791906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/785107883853791906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/785107883853791906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-of-all.html' title='The best of all.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SnXbWBNjC1I/AAAAAAAAB5k/KygsJ9OoPEI/s72-c/DSC00286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3421121545989129697</id><published>2009-07-29T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:09:30.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wishes..</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating for days, as usual working. I'm training a new staff. Everything's goes smoothly and good. Alhamdulilah~ Hope she will be comfortable to the way I taught her. The good thing now is she remember what to need to be done and how to do this and that. Thumbs up, new staff! :) She will be pro soon or later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Birthday wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;18 July 2009&lt;/span&gt; - Happy birthday Ridz Anaqi, my baby! You're growing big now! Be a good boy just like your daddy okay! Aunty Eiya miss you so much! Hope to meet you soon! Lovesss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;26 July 2009&lt;/span&gt; - Happy birthday Sheeqah darling! You're 19th now! We are happy you like our present we made for you. It's certainly with full love. Really! Hope you enjoyed the day we celebrated your birthday okay~! I love you! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29 July 2009&lt;/span&gt; - Happy birthday Jolene! Well, you're legal now and I really glad to hear that your beloved ex bf is going to celebrate your special day together with you. I really hope you have a great time tomorrow. See you next week! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;29 July 2009&lt;/span&gt; - Happy birthday to Kak Noi's Menjeng Bf! Zaril, Andy or Slayer that I can named you. Haha! Maybe there's more? I don't know! I bet you gonna have fun on your birthday and remember to share with me your best moment okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you people really have a greatest sexcited day on your birthday okay! Not forgotten to all July babies! Happy birthday tooo! :D MUACKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3421121545989129697?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3421121545989129697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3421121545989129697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3421121545989129697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3421121545989129697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/wishes.html' title='The wishes..'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-604506137165125578</id><published>2009-07-24T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:37:42.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the going gets tough, you deal with it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of things happened and it keeps giving me a pain in my head. Shitty, unexpected, shocking, pathetically upset, confused and whatsoever. Haish... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever it is, everyone have a secret to hide. Don't tell me you never kept a secret?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At times, I think about the problems that I had been going through, I felt so sad and pity for myself. I can cry and comfort myself. Ohmy.. isn't that dreadful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-604506137165125578?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/604506137165125578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=604506137165125578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/604506137165125578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/604506137165125578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-going-gets-tough.html' title='When the going gets tough, you deal with it.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2131232106516107752</id><published>2009-07-19T12:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:40:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SmKjWsjylzI/AAAAAAAAB5U/DJFCCq0wCjg/s1600-h/DSC02139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360026116838037298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SmKjWsjylzI/AAAAAAAAB5U/DJFCCq0wCjg/s320/DSC02139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I woke up at 12pm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dreamt about the cloud fall and hits the ship. -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dreamt about eating Mac.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I meeting Hunney later and chill at the beach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm gonna have a beautiful Sunday. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm gonna learn how to interview a new staff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to read and take note about the company rules. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;To my Darling babe, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't hesitate to let out your feelings to us, you didn't bother us at all, in fact, we would like to listen each and every of your sadness. You know you're not alone. You have a life. Seriously. Have a goal and aim for that goal and hopefully you will forget about whatever shit you had been going through. We love you~ Muacks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; what's the hell I'm sweating right now?! I need to bath. I'm so bucuk. Bucuk ahhhhhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2131232106516107752?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2131232106516107752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2131232106516107752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2131232106516107752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2131232106516107752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/sun-day.html' title='Sun day.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SmKjWsjylzI/AAAAAAAAB5U/DJFCCq0wCjg/s72-c/DSC02139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4915879688846424313</id><published>2009-07-18T21:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:43:15.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SmHPv4kU6uI/AAAAAAAAB5E/1DbUNifODNE/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359793453093153506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SmHPv4kU6uI/AAAAAAAAB5E/1DbUNifODNE/s320/DSC00245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went gym with Nurul was so fun. Seeing her running is my first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;More session to gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ayumie is back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I meeting Hunney tomorrow but we have not plan to go where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't wait for payday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe guys have more juicy gossip than girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want Lacoste's bag, shoes and Tshirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have nothing much to update la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4915879688846424313?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4915879688846424313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4915879688846424313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4915879688846424313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4915879688846424313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/eiya-not-pretty.html' title='blank'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SmHPv4kU6uI/AAAAAAAAB5E/1DbUNifODNE/s72-c/DSC00245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1082331745359603654</id><published>2009-07-16T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:38:09.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Coldcut and One tuna, please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Tuesday, before work, I went to Sengkang Swimming Complex with Serena Fua. Sengkang Swimming Complex is the most interesting place to have fun. Bring your family or friends! The fun will be totally awesome! You just have to pay $2.50 to go in. It's really worthy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I didn't have the chance to take photos of us wearing swimming suit/bikini because I've forgotten to take my phone in the locker and in order for me to open the locker, I have to pay 40cents again. Waste money only. 40cents also money ey~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, do you ever seen anyone bring Guess bag to swimming? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me la! Just because later work. I lazy to bring so much stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Troublesome.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359092748390552770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sl9SdgIw1MI/AAAAAAAAB4k/nGEkWkNvREI/s320/DSC00238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359092744556000658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sl9SdR2iNZI/AAAAAAAAB4c/J_8W_P_82Us/s320/DSC00237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359092760010426418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sl9SeLbKCDI/AAAAAAAAB4s/fTJfc39ulRg/s320/DSC00232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359092767556889186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sl9SeniX6mI/AAAAAAAAB40/5nbhcY4ouds/s320/DSC00233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359092773974541570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sl9Se_cdhQI/AAAAAAAAB48/ln2llh8kFUs/s320/DSC00234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We reached work early. Thanks God! :) We had our Subway for breakfast. Serena asked me to bring Hunney go to Sengkang Swimming Complex to have couple fun which is a good idea~ I can let Hunney swimming for long hours and I can tanning without him disturbing me. :D Soon ey Hunney~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow work! Like duh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1082331745359603654?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1082331745359603654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1082331745359603654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1082331745359603654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1082331745359603654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-coldcut-and-one-tuna-please.html' title='One Coldcut and One tuna, please.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sl9SdgIw1MI/AAAAAAAAB4k/nGEkWkNvREI/s72-c/DSC00238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8205900617089342520</id><published>2009-07-14T23:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:54:49.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you.'/><title type='text'>Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! I got lots of stories to tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me begin with Last Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday, I watched I Love You, Man movie with Serena Fua. Now, I get what Zaril mean! The movie was so hilarious! Like Wtf! Hahahaa~ And I realised I laughed the loudiest in the cinema. Omg~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, I cut my fringe on that day too and the night after we finished watch movie, I decided to meet Hunney and surprise him with my newest look! End up, he knows whr I'm hiding. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit la him, he saw my sandal! Even my sandal, he can know it's me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment he saw me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said " Alaaa, cute la Baby Hunney." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, me and my mentel smile~ Mentel betol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday was our 4monthsary, we went to Sentosa for our tanning session. It had been months since I last went to Sentosa to have our tanning session, well, both of us are so busy till we didn't have the time to do what we used to do, you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358347889311314434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytA_1dcgI/AAAAAAAAB1k/HTEUmEM75e4/s320/DSC02204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358347892108087170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytBKQQz4I/AAAAAAAAB1s/3DT3mYduKw8/s320/DSC02205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358347900957114866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytBrOCQfI/AAAAAAAAB10/6Ra4tpEOKEQ/s320/DSC02209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358347902892891026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytBybj25I/AAAAAAAAB18/XAY1WurAXYk/s320/DSC02215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358347909418949282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytCKvfmqI/AAAAAAAAB2E/VOjNeDbWVvE/s320/DSC02219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358348586631048210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytpljcLBI/AAAAAAAAB2M/JP96vDXyzAI/s320/DSC02221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358348596317746450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytqJo7dRI/AAAAAAAAB2U/r0XgzT2gIGg/s320/DSC02223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358348600178750850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytqYBdtYI/AAAAAAAAB2c/hHzzik1mQAg/s320/DSC02227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358348608002761842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Slytq1K2pHI/AAAAAAAAB2k/od3XbKzZFZo/s320/DSC02229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358348614444142162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytrNKmTlI/AAAAAAAAB2s/zSgxysmiaZo/s320/DSC02232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358350654418318594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Slyvh8qV9QI/AAAAAAAAB20/V_mgaJoyg78/s320/DSC02236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358350657350103474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlyviHlVcbI/AAAAAAAAB28/pY3nefbSmhM/s320/DSC02239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358350666966558146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlyviraE5cI/AAAAAAAAB3E/vnOfZDZWHFg/s320/DSC02240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358350669895147810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Slyvi2UToSI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ncg4Tum8w6A/s320/DSC02242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358350675202748226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlyvjKFvL0I/AAAAAAAAB3U/onACaV4YPQ8/s320/DSC02244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358351403082786610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlywNhp3JzI/AAAAAAAAB3c/0G3KsE9KX9k/s320/DSC00208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358351410997514114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlywN_I4T4I/AAAAAAAAB3k/2YFDFTmFZNk/s320/DSC00212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358351419031359714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlywOdETEOI/AAAAAAAAB3s/9g8w_K3o7Wo/s320/DSC00213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358351423183949762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlywOsiWj8I/AAAAAAAAB30/eu1KP2GqXZ0/s320/DSC00214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358351426286042578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlywO4F8vdI/AAAAAAAAB38/t_9lmzmJAHc/s320/DSC00215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358352108762364722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Slyw2mg--zI/AAAAAAAAB4E/saQwig7hCww/s320/DSC00219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358352114950223618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Slyw29kSNwI/AAAAAAAAB4M/gqeVbj8kzKc/s320/DSC00220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358352116990137234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Slyw3FKo05I/AAAAAAAAB4U/-wYmTBq06KA/s320/DSC00223.JPG" /&gt;It was totally the sweet memories of us and as I said in my fb, there's some shittty happening but we just let it go just for the sake of our monthsary. It felt so fcuk up, you know if you carry on to be attitude. Lol~ Thanks for treating me, Hunney~ Appreciated. Muacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will continue about yesterday outing later on. I need to get ready to work! Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8205900617089342520?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8205900617089342520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8205900617089342520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8205900617089342520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8205900617089342520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/out.html' title='Out!'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SlytA_1dcgI/AAAAAAAAB1k/HTEUmEM75e4/s72-c/DSC02204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3629058957403901254</id><published>2009-07-11T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:38:39.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just bless me~'/><title type='text'>Finally~</title><content type='html'>Okay! It's 12.07am which means it's Saturday! Oh god! Like finally! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work have been fine always and I have the thought of changing work but Hunney thinks that's not a good idea because with the pay they paid me is hard to get nowadays. I'm consider lucky anyway because I'm just 18 year old and my pay is more than enough for myself. I can buy whatever I've been wanting, I can buy lavish stuff, I can save for private school fees less than a year(well, depends on which and what course.), I can give my parent half of my pay and I still have enough and I have nothing to worry about!! Just that, I'm getting bored of the work actually. Haha. For now, still okay laa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356870850250663186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SldtqAjV5RI/AAAAAAAAB1c/r6RaJ5OO4P0/s320/DSC02173.JPG" /&gt;Last Thursday I met Serena for breakfast before we head to work. We had our breakfast at Starbucks. Like finally ey Serena Fua! We have a nice conversation with a cool environment. :) Perfect for girl's talk. Don't you think so, ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will be 'you and me' day. I plan to go to Sentosa to have our tanning session and I wish to buy the Dark Tanning Lotion instead of using the Golden Tanning Lotion. I want to see more effect, please. Sun, please behave okay. Plus, I want to wear flowery dress with a small flower on my hair and be sweet, can?! And after the tanning session, I want to change to my lovely dress for our dinner too, can?! Oh god.. I can't wait~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! I collected my spec already! Jolene said I look like a Teacher! Hehe~ Call me Teacher Eiya okay~ Hunney also like me wearing specs! Hahahaa~ Not always hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I want to cut bangs. I don't know why. I just want to look good on Sunday. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3629058957403901254?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3629058957403901254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3629058957403901254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3629058957403901254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3629058957403901254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='Finally~'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SldtqAjV5RI/AAAAAAAAB1c/r6RaJ5OO4P0/s72-c/DSC02173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-642872451442397386</id><published>2009-07-07T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:24:30.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite Drug.'/><title type='text'>My Sunday</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday watched Transformer, cool movie with lots of action. Awesome~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt; likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan Fox is hot but not the hottest. Don't you think so? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt; likes her lips and I told him that her lips is &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;about the same&lt;/span&gt; like his ex. Member &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bingit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;~ Sunday is the best of all of the days last week. There's lot of mixture feelings and I think I shouldn't elaborate more about those feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Payday is today and finally I bought a spectacle. I look so fine with it and I love it. I follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hunney's&lt;/span&gt; taste because his taste about this and that are totally fantastic which I have to agreed somehow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to hold back about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;herbalife&lt;/span&gt; thingy due to some problems. Mama doesn't want it yet because she wants to stabilize everything and I can't complain about it but to respect her. :) You know I want you to look good and healthy at the same time. You know my intention is always the right ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Monthsary&lt;/span&gt; is on Sunday, where should I go? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmmph&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-642872451442397386?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/642872451442397386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=642872451442397386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/642872451442397386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/642872451442397386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sunday.html' title='My Sunday'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2499286709780055080</id><published>2009-07-04T21:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T03:36:28.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat-tur-day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hate my eyebags.-.-&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354598488867182466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sk9a9KvFl4I/AAAAAAAAB1U/e5RTneqRje8/s320/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reason I love today is because firstly, I went to catch ICE AGE 3 movie with my lil brother. He treat me. So cute, right? We really enjoy it and everytime people look at us, they will smile sweetly because they said we're cute. Hehe~ Funny. Oh, the movie was so hilarious, you know. You people should watch it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, after movie, we follow Mummy(aunty ana) and Mama to Toa Payoh to buy some groceries for Nenek's house. It have been months since I last went out with Mummy. Miss her so much~ And yes, I just realised that she's so short for her age. She look shorter now or maybe because I grew taller? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so surprising that I didn't meet Hunney on Saturday. But whatever it is, it's a must to meet him on Sunday. Anyway, I always have a bad bad dream about us and it's really disturbing my mind while me, trying to think positively and do you people know I started my day with a bad headache? Omg, I really hate the feeling okay. Makes me feels uneasy and yes, I vomit back all the medicine that I ate. Asshole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Baba is back! I smile at him widely, you know! He will smile the same smile like I smile back too! Hahaha~ Get it? I love you so much, Baba! Maybe my headache has got to do with yesterday things that makes me weeping and weeping and have a late late sleep. But hey! I'm fine now after seeing my father back home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be watching Transformer! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2499286709780055080?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2499286709780055080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2499286709780055080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2499286709780055080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2499286709780055080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/sat-tur-day.html' title='Sat-tur-day~'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sk9a9KvFl4I/AAAAAAAAB1U/e5RTneqRje8/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4354339574329269449</id><published>2009-07-03T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:13:10.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My precious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sk4t3F6hNgI/AAAAAAAAB1M/5Z2Kfa20lP4/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home and received a quite sad news. I just finished weeping and soon or later I will weep again. It's about my father. No, it's not about health thingy. It's about personal matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see my father sacrifices. I'm touched. I'm sad. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just miss talking to him after came back from my work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just want to wait for him to come back home like how he waited for me to come back home though it's till 3am in the morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just want him to have a goody rest. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just don't want him to say "Baba stress la kakak."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm weeping soon and I want to end here because I don't want Mama or any of my siblings to see me weep. So long~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4354339574329269449?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4354339574329269449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4354339574329269449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4354339574329269449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4354339574329269449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-precious.html' title='My precious.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5562237176433865127</id><published>2009-07-01T23:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:26:12.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust me.'/><title type='text'>The path can't be always straight.</title><content type='html'>I shall continue the yesterday post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already planned to continue update when I came back from work yesterday and have a peaceful sleep after all done but heck no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm going to end my work and when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt; was busy buying his new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; and upgrade this and that, My dearest cousin called and asked me out with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;menjeng&lt;/span&gt; bf. I agreed with it then and we met. I was surprise to see her and her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;menjeng&lt;/span&gt; bf waiting for me outside the shop. SURPRISED! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous then. Serena was so curious and started to ask me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eiya&lt;/span&gt;, why you do thing so fast and messy?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know.. maybe because my beloved humans waiting for me outside the shop?&lt;br /&gt;S: You nervous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;? How long you never meet your cousin?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Not long la. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ey&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know why la. I just want to get out of the shop la. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;S: Gile~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I end my work, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noi&lt;/span&gt; asked me if I have any plan at that night and if no, make a plan and I was like, you want to meet me then you ask me to make plan. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Waaaa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kecoh&lt;/span&gt;! :D My mind is totally blank okay and even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Salleh's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up, She said that we're going to karaoke. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt; showed a shock face but I know he likes it. Step shock &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;konon&lt;/span&gt;. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was a blast and it was so unexpected that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Salleh&lt;/span&gt; can get along with them. He's not even shy to dance in front of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noi&lt;/span&gt; and her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;menjeng&lt;/span&gt; bf! I was smiling all the way while singing my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dangdut&lt;/span&gt; song. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! So cute la him. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't know that you're so friendly LIKE ME. :D I'm glad with our company, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noi&lt;/span&gt; and her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;menjeng&lt;/span&gt; bf really enjoyed the night~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to my TODAY'S topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt; still owe me a belated birthday present. He gave me cash and let me buy whatever I want. I don't want mp3 already because... I will surely spoilt it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. So, I pampered myself by buying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scandal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MNG&lt;/span&gt; Top&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ZTYLE&lt;/span&gt; Dress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to buy all of that below a hundred. Cool &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt;? I told Hunney about this and he said "your pay day is next week. I bet it gonna be beyond hundred(s)". Heh. I just smiled. Basket betol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hunney know me so well already! I can't run away from him sia! I scared to swipe here and there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To someone who I called Babe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Darling, I'm so sad that 2009 seems to be a messy month for you. You have seen lots of things happened whether it's good or bad. I hope you're strong to overcome it. I know it's hard for you to accept the fact. I may not been in your situation but I know how it feels like. I can't bare to see you cry or sad. Even though I was having fun yesterday, the message you send to me, still in my mind till now. You're not forgotten. Muacks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But hey! You have me to cry and laugh together with you. You know I will cry if you're crying and laugh if you're laughing. I love you, Nurul~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5562237176433865127?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5562237176433865127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5562237176433865127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5562237176433865127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5562237176433865127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/07/path-cant-be-always-straight.html' title='The path can&apos;t be always straight.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2684195718429717769</id><published>2009-06-30T16:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:01:55.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;updating while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so happy to meet Hunney today. Everytime we gonna meet, my heart will beats fast like as if it's my first time meeting him. I just don't know why. I will giggle everytime if my heart beats so fast and Hunney will always spot my blushing face. So shy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch Transformer with Hunney on Friday and I'm so can't wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to prepare for less attention from Hunney because he's buying psp soon. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to buy something for Ayumie. Maybe a similiar T-shirt from GAP for me and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update again later. :D shall get back to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2684195718429717769?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2684195718429717769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2684195718429717769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2684195718429717769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2684195718429717769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-work.html' title='At work.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8581686474924078066</id><published>2009-06-27T12:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:37:46.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re not forgotten.'/><title type='text'>Legend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351856824682717250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SkWdbTv2oEI/AAAAAAAAB1E/KohqRWxG7d0/s400/thrillerera11.jpg" /&gt;I bet all of you in this world knows that our&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;King of Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has died yesterday. Most of you get to know about this through news either or tv or radio but me, get to know it from Mama. She texted me and told me about the death. I was so shocked because it's so unexpected and happened all of the sudden! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He's someone who have a natural talent as a dancer. Every of his moves are so fantastic till all of us admired his talent. Goosebumps was always on me whenever I watched his dance performance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Million of us have grown up to his music, he are a soundtrack to many of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;R.I.P Michael Jackson.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8581686474924078066?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8581686474924078066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8581686474924078066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8581686474924078066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8581686474924078066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/legend.html' title='Legend.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SkWdbTv2oEI/AAAAAAAAB1E/KohqRWxG7d0/s72-c/thrillerera11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4431498368435615370</id><published>2009-06-25T23:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:58:57.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I knew back then.'/><title type='text'>The thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SkOdySGbsAI/AAAAAAAAB0s/_oSJHQK-Gug/s1600-h/DSCN0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351294269424119810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SkOdySGbsAI/AAAAAAAAB0s/_oSJHQK-Gug/s320/DSCN0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been busy lately and now I just got a free time to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work was fine and I'm glad that everyone are okay with me. I felt so blessed. I want to be down-to-earth type of person to people who doesn't know me well and of course be myself. First expression and judge from it's cover means alot to me. To some of you who thought the bad side of me, please have the initiative to know me more deeper and please take note, you have to take years to know me perfectly. Whatever it is, I thanks to Allah for what had happened. I will accept and appreciate all of the good's and bad's patiently. I won't ask for more or complaint. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay Day is around the corner and I had already planned of what to do with those cash. I will save for school which I will start next year. Diploma or Higher Nitec course? I find Higher Nitec course is much more better because there's lot of subject which are so useful for the future. I don't mind wasting my time on studies. Hey, I'm still young and I still have alot to learn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know whether to buy the Carlo Rino bag or Victoria's Secret Beach bag and I don't know whether to buy BAGS this month! I have been buying bags every of the pay month. Oh ya, Mama bought her Guess bag already. Like finally okay. She's so fussy! The good thing about a mother and a daughter is, we can use each other bags! :D Anyone, please tell me that buying bag this month is wasting of money. &lt;em&gt;Please&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway! Ayumie can tell stories now! So adorable! Her expression was so semangat! She's my sweetest drug ever okay. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Hunney so much. Yes, very much. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4431498368435615370?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4431498368435615370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4431498368435615370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4431498368435615370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4431498368435615370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/thoughts.html' title='The thoughts.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SkOdySGbsAI/AAAAAAAAB0s/_oSJHQK-Gug/s72-c/DSCN0228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6642333156709454742</id><published>2009-06-21T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:55:45.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate the feelings that I had now and I can feel the pain in my heart which telling me to cry to relieve the pain. Fcuk. Thanks to you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate YOU.&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/6358129225519457622-6642333156709454742?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6642333156709454742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6642333156709454742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6642333156709454742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6642333156709454742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/ass.html' title='Ass.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7644342968199074994</id><published>2009-06-20T01:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:46:34.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349110472299458194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sjvboj27LpI/AAAAAAAAB0c/YNYP_tKDo4Y/s320/cats.jpg" /&gt;The day that I went to my mother's secondarysch friend's daughter wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I managed to took only this due to some reason. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I worked half day as I promised Hunney that we will be going to the gym this week. Thanks Huiwen for the replacement. Appreciated. You're so sweet and thanks for the ideas of what and where I can find private school and which is more better and goody. You know I need the encouragement. Even though my first impression of you is "your face is like &lt;em&gt;gundu"&lt;/em&gt; but your brain is seems to be so &lt;em&gt;excellent&lt;/em&gt;! Having chinese friends are really so lively. I want to have a chinese blood instead of japanese blood, can Mama? Why Atok have the Japanese blood?! Why I have the Indon blood too?! -.- Funny Mixture laaaaaaaa........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349110889595679794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjvcA2aGNDI/AAAAAAAAB0k/c0FDMHJLI00/s320/DSC02112-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my tetek flat, thanks to my sport bra. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunney with his "show off" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eiya get bored alr. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority, the reason workers took half day is to rest at home or chill at somewhere else with friends/loved ones or any other purpose to run away from tiredness but me, took half day, went to the gym and burn hundreds and hundreds of calories, travel here and there after gym not by transport but WALKING. The tiredness is more than doing my weekdays work. Now, my back is terribly in pain but I pacify it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, It's Saturday now. I can have a long long sleep but maybe I will be working at 6pm. So people, if you want to meet me, tell me earlier so I cancel the work plan before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekends, people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7644342968199074994?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7644342968199074994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7644342968199074994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7644342968199074994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7644342968199074994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/days.html' title='The days.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sjvboj27LpI/AAAAAAAAB0c/YNYP_tKDo4Y/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2828721363326066500</id><published>2009-06-14T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:45:14.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diamonds.'/><title type='text'>Well planned.</title><content type='html'>A planned Saturday and Sunday. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;, It's a BABES outing and it turn out to be awesome. Hannah Montana the Movie was great too. Thanks to Travis, without you I don't think the movie will be so great. HAHA! Nurul and Fizah, you know what I mean and oh, Travis aku punye. Heh~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347220700618749474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUk5Xv-9iI/AAAAAAAAB0M/4G6VyuWKb8o/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347220699231438402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUk5SlORkI/AAAAAAAAB0E/0H-AidP3Jcc/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347220698235957778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUk5O34chI/AAAAAAAABz8/UDJRdEz-WcI/s320/IMG_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347219701673382386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUj_OY2UfI/AAAAAAAABzc/rJeyErpgOr0/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347219703550475970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUj_VYYfsI/AAAAAAAABzs/j_Cd_5oPvK0/s320/IMG_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347219701173826610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUj_MhvtDI/AAAAAAAABzk/LOCmmGSYwnU/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347219694317860914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUj-y_J-DI/AAAAAAAABzU/-6eATTy5Mg8/s320/DSC02069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347219709811963058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUj_stPNLI/AAAAAAAABz0/egz-XgZm068/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218305829789458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUit-dzXxI/AAAAAAAABys/RnMvgnJhanw/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218313286961362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUiuaPuyNI/AAAAAAAABzE/7NDRCk9aHqI/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218313603339346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUiubbKVFI/AAAAAAAABy8/T9PPCwVEiZI/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218306404660498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUiuAm3NRI/AAAAAAAABy0/msSmHQd8Jt0/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218317659001426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUiuqiG0lI/AAAAAAAABzM/7aqcRuQntIM/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, I went to my mother's secondary school friend's daughter wedding near my place. The hindi song seems to be the sex at there. The singer is so cute till my makcik-makcik, admire him. Crazy. I will post the pictures and hopefully it will be soon to post it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the wedding thingy, I met my personal trainer for gym session as I promised him already. I had the great time, man. Seriously. And yes, I did sweat! Haha. I really burn lots of calories which a good thing. More gym session, please? I know you surely can make it for me. Haha~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After gym, went to the Cyber to play Left 4 Dead with Hunney. So hilarious! Our first time playing all that together and it turn out to be so crazy! We keeps lose the game, right? Funny! I'm so shy cause the guy beside me never lose the game at all. -.- Eiya kental la. Aiyaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay, we will plan to have a Cyber session often. Okay? :D I know you like it. Idiot. Now I can understand why you didn't bother to call while you playing games. Double Idiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow work? -.- Ya la, what else?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2828721363326066500?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2828721363326066500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2828721363326066500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2828721363326066500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2828721363326066500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-planned.html' title='Well planned.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjUk5Xv-9iI/AAAAAAAAB0M/4G6VyuWKb8o/s72-c/IMG_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8359682703944020521</id><published>2009-06-12T23:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:40:13.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjJ9t2Amw3I/AAAAAAAAByk/8iNJmHuGs-M/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346473934187840370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjJ9t2Amw3I/AAAAAAAAByk/8iNJmHuGs-M/s320/DSC00142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunty Eiya's favourite Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a Mother, a daughter and a son day out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Town with them to search for Mama stuff. Yes, Town. Sick of Town already. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that Mama is so fussy when comes to buying a new bag. Even the VERY nice and branded bag, she said that it's not that really nice. Wth! Action! End up she didn't buy anything at all. Pissed me off actually. -.- But it's okay. As long as they're happy, I'm happy too~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow will be meeting Nurul and Fizah. I can't wait! Sheeqah! We must meet okay. I miss you like crazy! Don't work, please? Hehe~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month, I would like to buy for Mama, Herbalife product. It's such a good product, really. For the sake of Mama's health, I really looking forward to buy for her the product! The coach keeps saying Mama and I look so pretty and they thought I'm 16 years old. So young! How I wish I'm still that age ey. Haha~Keeps saying that I look pretty la, sweet la, sexy la, well-dressed la. Sweet talk abes! New life comes alive, Mama! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Many people thought we're tourist from Indonesia. They said we look like Indon. Wth! Okay, Many advantages if they thinks that we're tourist. More discount for shopping, please? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 3rd Monthsary, love.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8359682703944020521?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8359682703944020521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8359682703944020521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8359682703944020521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8359682703944020521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/alive.html' title='Alive.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SjJ9t2Amw3I/AAAAAAAAByk/8iNJmHuGs-M/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2400586823659127419</id><published>2009-06-08T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:55:38.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would if I could.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Never take someone for granted, hold every person close to your heart because you might wake up one day and realize that you've lost a diamond while you were too busy collecting stones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keeps imagine about the most blissful day to come.&lt;br /&gt;I keeps smiling when thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;I keeps daydreaming how it happen.&lt;br /&gt;I keeps thinking all of these is actually real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it will be happening in reality and I really can't wait for that moment to come. I don't want to keep lie-ing about where I'm go, what I'm doing, why I did this or that. I felt totally bad through out all of the days. I didn't imagine that all the unexpected is going to be happen and till today I didn't expected that I can fall for him. Never did I expect or I shall put this as in WE didn't expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, maybe I could understand why people said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love can be dangerous at times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish, the feeling of the love will begin when I'm totally matured enough to handle it. I'm sick of having the sins just because of LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have the 'regret' word in my mind. I must appreciate what I'm having now. Never did I regret of any single thing that had been happened. Whether it is good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's a reason behind all this. All I have to do is, wait.&lt;br /&gt;In order I have to wait, I must have the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;In order I must have the initiative, I must have the patience.&lt;br /&gt;In order I must have the patience, I need to control my patience limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thanks Hunney for the fun-ness just now. Muacks~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2400586823659127419?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2400586823659127419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2400586823659127419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2400586823659127419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2400586823659127419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-would-if-i-could.html' title='I would if I could.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-32747979295487552</id><published>2009-06-06T03:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T04:03:34.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The deserve.'/><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time Check: 3.01am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cramp and lazy leg I have now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything seems to be going perfectly fine which made me realise that patience is the best solution for settling a problem. Hopefully those gross thingy won't be happening again. I just can't stand it actually. Grrr, Thanks to Baba and Mama for the console and the explaination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serve you right, dude. Next time, don't act as if you're a winning. Don't be too confident that what you did is always right. In fact whatever you do now is actually telling us that you're such a worthless loser without a considerable balls. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought a stilettos and maybe that's the reason why my leg's cramp now. I walk all over town to search for a perfect stilettos for myself and I managed to get it! Gosh. Not really what I like but I have no choice, I'm running out of time to be back to work. I need to wear it for today. I will be going to Eiqin's brother wedding today and I have to wake up as early as 9am. I'm so not gonna complain about the tiredness. For the sake of her, I willing to help. :) I can't wait to play with different type of cameras! Stay tune for more and more pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya, I've watched Night At The Museum 2 with Hunney. Funny Movie! The monkeys are so adorable! Hehe~ Midnight Movie were cool. So cool that I'm not that tired for work the next day. Haha! Last minute plan turn out to be so perfect ey Hunney. Love you like always. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overdue Pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343932773183541698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil2izksUcI/AAAAAAAAByE/-VYxDsIIvlw/s400/DSC02049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343932778197732930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil2jGQKzkI/AAAAAAAAByM/k4Uw6pmtEvQ/s400/DSC02043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343931729923634706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil1mFIJdhI/AAAAAAAABxM/Cw-vG-vAQJU/s400/DSC02035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343932783818185522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil2jbMMGzI/AAAAAAAAByU/rigK1UpjoiI/s400/DSC02039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343932766184922914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil2iZgF3yI/AAAAAAAABx8/xijOH7tqXuc/s400/DSC01981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343932764106285778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil2iRwgYtI/AAAAAAAABx0/o8S-zDO0ND8/s400/DSC01982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343931737598242242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil1mht6rcI/AAAAAAAABxc/rgEgtK2kY7I/s400/DSC02026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343931742939935362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil1m1necoI/AAAAAAAABxk/cZQFjcCAbnw/s400/DSC02029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343931749599847586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil1nObUpKI/AAAAAAAABxs/dp9v4Vq1sGs/s400/DSC02024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343931735808934370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil1mbDUAeI/AAAAAAAABxU/JGgxcht7Sp4/s400/DSC02031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343930305945563010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil0TMZUb4I/AAAAAAAABxE/fhv2l5iizjI/s400/DSC01999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343930301754356674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil0S8yDs8I/AAAAAAAABw8/R77a9XJbzNE/s400/DSC02000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343930294525066818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil0Sh2dfkI/AAAAAAAABw0/e56coDttKto/s400/DSC02004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343930289903036114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil0SQoe5tI/AAAAAAAABws/Z_hNiQcFaK0/s400/DSC02020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343930288454037714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil0SLPA8NI/AAAAAAAABwk/j2rxmVCh9fA/s400/DSC02021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, pay increased! ;) Double Kanching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-32747979295487552?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/32747979295487552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=32747979295487552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/32747979295487552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/32747979295487552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sil2izksUcI/AAAAAAAAByE/-VYxDsIIvlw/s72-c/DSC02049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6784732376509622226</id><published>2009-06-02T23:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:10:38.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enough.'/><title type='text'>Cb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm freaking mad now. Don't even ask me what's up with me. I don't even want to entertain anybody at all. I have no mood. I'm fcuking moody now. Cb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the girls who said that the previous photo of Salleh, doesn't look like him. He look different is due to the bronze tanning lotion. He look dark and maybe that's the reason why he look different. I'm not faking at all. Seriously. Let the pictures do the prove. I just put my brother in cause I know one of YOU like him. Mentel kn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762354942656802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiVODf2vwSI/AAAAAAAABv8/R7ZxPeF4q-Y/s400/bodybuilding+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762348604605026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiVODIPowmI/AAAAAAAABv0/TZlIC2U1jeE/s400/bodybuilding+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762362222318978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiVOD6-WlYI/AAAAAAAABwM/SJXhER-KXoQ/s400/bodybuilding+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762366685943938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiVOELmkGII/AAAAAAAABwU/q4tBL8kR19k/s400/bodybuilding+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762355188927906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiVODgxdjaI/AAAAAAAABwE/KxR0kIg8dJ0/s400/bodybuilding+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762948006597682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiVOmBMNVDI/AAAAAAAABwc/JFFlnJwBTIg/s400/bodybuilding+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.......................................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just don't understand why you need to compare about this and that. You made me fcuking hate it. Fcuking Asshole. If I said that I'm mad meaning I don't even care if you want to die in front of me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm SERIOUS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6784732376509622226?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6784732376509622226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6784732376509622226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6784732376509622226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6784732376509622226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/06/cb.html' title='Cb.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiVODf2vwSI/AAAAAAAABv8/R7ZxPeF4q-Y/s72-c/bodybuilding+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6032031631971494985</id><published>2009-05-30T22:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:07:15.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GNC.'/><title type='text'>Pretty Please.</title><content type='html'>My Saturday was awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to library with Hunney today. Met him after his work. We read fitness magazine. We surf the net and he had been searching lots of protein, supplement and whatever shit la. The muscular guy in every of the photos are so like incredible hunk! Like this picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunney, please ey, don't be like this because it will make you look more shorter.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341624149558697186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiFC3OYYHOI/AAAAAAAABvk/v9fR2l5jK80/s400/988045142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you to be this back!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341631379849276226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiFJcFT-60I/AAAAAAAABvs/ZaOtGZ72JGY/s400/bodybuilding+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh ya, I saw my secondaryschoolmate just now and I'm so gay because the person that I actually saw is my only best guy friend I ever had! Yes, he still look like Usher. Woah~ It has been two year since I last saw him. He said I lose so much weight! Haha! Time flies so fast that he's P.O.P soon. Even Haris too! Wth? And, Hafiz, please don't hug me! I'm scared of you now! Argh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSS is such a madness! Working on the first day of GSS was totally ridiculous! Tiring like hell but still! Serena and me laughed like nobody business. Wth, right? I saw lots of people who I knew and yes, they went for shopping too. EVERYBODY went for SHOPPING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for today. I want to rest. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6032031631971494985?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6032031631971494985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6032031631971494985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6032031631971494985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6032031631971494985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/pretty-please.html' title='Pretty Please.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SiFC3OYYHOI/AAAAAAAABvk/v9fR2l5jK80/s72-c/988045142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3144517517166894632</id><published>2009-05-27T15:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:31:05.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nobody but you.'/><title type='text'>The heat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340408722994032338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShzxcFl07tI/AAAAAAAABvM/qNHL1KJ34s0/s400/blue!.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took off today. The period pain is killing me big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning and found out that I have come my period which I've been waiting for so freaking long. Like Serena said 'Like finally!' Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I have come my period but what pissed me off is I can't control the pain. Every first day of the period, it will kill me so badly. -.- I have to take off like LAST MINUTE. Sorry to Serena for telling her that I'm taking off last minute. All thanks to the period pain. -.- This is not an accuses ey. This is for real. Anyway today is my first time taking off hor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's addicted to SEVENTEEN.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340408734765599250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShzxcxcYyhI/AAAAAAAABvc/mk3cglVBIKU/s400/ayumiebaby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney and workfriends keeps calling and messaging me to check me out whether I'm doing fine. Such a sweetheart. Plus Ayumie is back! She's so clever for her age now! Haha! She hugged me everytime I kissed her. So cute~ Not forgotten that yesterday she joined Abg to dance "Nobody" song! She just sang the end part. YOUUUUU! with her duck lips. Super adorable~ right Zura? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay day is coming and I don't know whether I want to go shopping or not. I have to bring Mama out to treat her whatever she likes. Hunney wants to shop like hell. GSS is around the corner uh. The Puma, Adidas and Victoria's Secret bag are so freaking nice and it's making me want to shop and shop okay! I need someone to control me, please. Gosh! I need saving and I'm so gonna do it on this month pay day. If not, many people gonna kill me. Hunney wants to buy me a MP3 as belated present. He wants to buy the MP3 that I had been wanting but the MP3 many people got it already lei. I need recommendation for which is the best MP3 please! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunney, 4D GMAX again?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340408731741805138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShzxcmLdWlI/AAAAAAAABvU/4TV3W1E9oCs/s400/DSC00974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;edit//&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I would like to wish Mama a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY 45th BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Muacks! I LOVE YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Soon, I bring you out and buy whatever you like okay! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3144517517166894632?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3144517517166894632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3144517517166894632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3144517517166894632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3144517517166894632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/heat.html' title='The heat.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShzxcFl07tI/AAAAAAAABvM/qNHL1KJ34s0/s72-c/blue!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7546192865678648125</id><published>2009-05-26T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:42:46.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShrkCfelSzI/AAAAAAAABvE/lntblBG7ys0/s1600-h/DSC01867.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt; has been such a sweetheart nowadays. He had been meeting me after work even though he's tired. He will do anything just to meet me whenever I said that I want him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how tired we are, we can still smile, laugh, disturbing each other, tell stories and whatever we find it enjoyable! I guess you're the only one who can make my day special, &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one of the days when he talked to me about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby, I felt so jealous when I heard some of my friends do some gathering with their NS friends and at least they contact each other although they have finish their NS. I felt so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;left out&lt;/span&gt; when you told me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abg&lt;/span&gt; meet or have a plan with his NS friends which also my NS friends. Yes, I know your brother don't like me but I don't know that some of my NS friends also don't like me. (silence for 5seconds) Don't say some, I guess all of them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sey&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;When he said all that, I really feel sad for him. I don't want to pity him. I don't want to have the thinking that he's such a loner or a loser. I kept quiet for a long time. Whatever it is, I can't do anything to make situation better. I don't have any solution or conclusion at all. This is what typical people will always do, whenever they see someone from its cover which makes them think that, that someone is actually a substandard person. They will ignore you for the rest of their life. They will think that he's not the right friend. They can't be bothered to know about the positive side of you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I can console him is..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt;, everything happens for a reason. Like what I said, they only know you for freaking 2years and they only knows your bad. They see more of your bad. Without them, you still can live your life. Without them, you still have friends, right? Come on.. Cheer up darling~ I promise you this, I will stand right beside you to prove to them that you're someone who have already changed and I will go as far as I could to achieve what we aiming, okay &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hunney&lt;/span&gt;? Smile for me darling~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;He smiled but I know all that is still linger in his mind. Soon or later it will wear off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, change topic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm addicted to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blanco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; song. Thanks to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hairstyling&lt;/span&gt; for the recommendation and send me through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bluetooth&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sanggup&lt;/span&gt; you~ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaa&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to sleep now. Time check: 2.26am &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7546192865678648125?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7546192865678648125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7546192865678648125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7546192865678648125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7546192865678648125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8224491263062080998</id><published>2009-05-23T23:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:20:55.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Saturday was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up pretty late and get myself ready to meet Fizah at 2pm and end up I'm late and she reached so early. I just finished my bath when she reached. While waiting for me, she got something on and that's the reason why she didn't complain how late I am. Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizah treat me today. We went to Singapore Flyer to have our late lunch at Popeyes. :) We really talk lots of stories about personal, work and etc. Fizah is still the same. Crazy, funny and so happy-go-lucky! Whenever I'm with her and babes, I always have the feeling of safety and I don't have to worry of anything! :) I miss babes so much~ Meet soon okay babes! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339054355802679954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Shghpioe6pI/AAAAAAAABu8/6F6NNUoGrwo/s400/combine.jpg" /&gt; After met Fizah, I meet hunney at AMK with other of his two friends. Today is their lucky day to get everything for free! I'm shy okay! Food and karaoke are absolutely free! Hahaa! Well, I have to praise AMK at times hor. :p All the people at there was like, Salleh! here and there. Hunney is so famous just now and I have to follow him here and there too. I want to stay one corner also cannot, you know. &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Comot Hunney. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339049094712191586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Shgc3Tiw6mI/AAAAAAAABu0/vtreEgRmgcs/s320/DSC01932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney and his friends force me to sing but I don't want! It's had been so long since I last sang malay song man! No choice, I just sing. -.- Pandai ey korg. I really enjoy having fun with them. Seriously~ Thanks Fizah and Hunney for today! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8224491263062080998?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8224491263062080998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8224491263062080998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8224491263062080998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8224491263062080998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/yummy-saturday.html' title='Yummy Saturday.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Shghpioe6pI/AAAAAAAABu8/6F6NNUoGrwo/s72-c/combine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6380721420913489767</id><published>2009-05-21T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:44:17.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live your life.'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>Time Check: 1.21am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at this time and I don't know why. Even though I had been complaining to Serena that I'm so sleepy and I need to sleep early but whenever I reached home, I will start playing the computer and talk to my family and talk on the phone with Hunney till wee hours. I think there's something wrong with me, mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some conflict with Hunney now and my phone keeps beeping since couple of minutes ago. I don't wish to pick it up at all. I bloody don't care. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It have been 9 days since the first I started taking the supplement, the first starting was horrible. I didn't have the proper meal and my face looks pale and my head is spinning around like hell. All this happen when I was working. Pathetic or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a few days, I'm okay with it. I had my proper meal and Serena told me this &lt;strong&gt;"Eiya, perut kau dah penyet tau!"&lt;/strong&gt; I was like 0.O Her malay was sucks but I still can understand even though at times I didn't get it but I try to figure it out real hard. She's so cute when talking in Malay. I swear. Love you la babe! Your Malay is so superb! HAHAA! ;) I realise there's something different on my body shape but my weight seems to be the same. HAHA! It's not that fast to see the result, right? Still waiting for more result. So stay tune babies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation came like all of the sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A: Eiya, why you never change your blog's url, although you know that someone that don't like you is reading your blog?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me: For what I need to change it? I won't change it and I'm not that childish to change it all over again and again. I will only change it if something vile is happening which gonna do with my blog thingy. why you ask anyway?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A: I just asked for the sake of asking only. I like your style anyway. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Guess what? My phone is still beeeeepinnnnggggg~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6380721420913489767?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6380721420913489767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6380721420913489767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6380721420913489767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6380721420913489767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3767774660262996344</id><published>2009-05-17T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:24:53.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever.'/><title type='text'>Woohoo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I met Eiqin and we have lots of stories to share and it has been sometime since I last met her. :) Asyik jumpe jek, pergi driving test. Benci i.. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunely we met just for awhile because she don't want to 'kacau daun' with bf and me. Though bf and me didn't mind at all but still, she wants to go home. -.- Eiqin! You jolly well meet me soon okay! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bf have been wanting to go to&lt;strong&gt; International Freestyle Motorcross 2009&lt;/strong&gt; which held at Singapore Flyer and even though I don't even know what it is all about, I still accompany him to go there and believe it or not, I freaking love it sia! I scream and keeps showing the rock hand sign! Haha! I totally forgot that I'm going there and you know what I wear? MAXI DRESS. -.- When I already went out, suddenly I remember that I'm going to the Motorcross road and wearing this Maxi Dress?! Oh fcuk! My reaction was so drama kedongdong okay. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805219948551730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAkEmp73jI/AAAAAAAABtU/ruizaKRJGYI/s320/DSC00220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805226736933202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAkE_8aWVI/AAAAAAAABtc/5Rq9rUJzbaM/s320/DSC00224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805228091277650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAkFE_UAVI/AAAAAAAABtk/mUFmdZoe_5I/s320/DSC00248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805230086232482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAkFMa8maI/AAAAAAAABts/FP3Khz7Q-c4/s320/DSC00254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805233754765906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAkFaFl-lI/AAAAAAAABt0/IdrNJC89fnI/s320/DSC00256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336807615632525794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAmQDRgSeI/AAAAAAAABt8/COHToHmQfzM/s320/DSC00257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336807620805284914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAmQWiyVDI/AAAAAAAABuE/XXgSauksquM/s320/DSC00260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336807619587345634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAmQSAaDOI/AAAAAAAABuM/VFpWjjMAWUU/s320/DSC00262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336807624777621154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAmQlV3XqI/AAAAAAAABuU/wOUoFnmkpo0/s320/DSC00263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336807629470577378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAmQ20wMuI/AAAAAAAABuc/qJdSv_7xW8M/s320/DSC00265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I got the video of them doing lots of freestyle but I'm just plain lazy. Sorry hor. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunney gets the poster of the event and get two signatures of the bikers and He run here and there just to get their's signature okay! Eiya hilang pun, dier uat bodoh okay! -.- Thanks to Allah that even though my eye sight is not that really good at night but still I can see where the hell he is going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Baby, take photo of me and the poster!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336809974393759970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAoZWWAaOI/AAAAAAAABuk/vp8Fd_2hTtI/s320/DSC01854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Conversation:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney: Baby, I'm so happy to watch them live sey... I have been wanting to watch them doing all that real live okay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby: Really? I'm happy for you too! You already watched them real live and get their signature too! You should be very happy okay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney: Of course baby. Thanks for accompany me! Muacks~(kiss my cheek)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby: It's my pleasure and the guy whom I took photo with.. So hot ey? I get to Hi-5 with him. He smiled very wide to me. I get to touch his hand and took photo. Waaaaa! Heaven! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney: Pergi ar dengan dier..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby: Ey, abey jealous? Relax ar.. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney: You know what, I want you to be with hunney only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby: I know la darling. Don't worry laa. In my dream only that I can be with that guy.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And today I went Gym with Hunney. Tired. I want to rest. Bye! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3767774660262996344?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3767774660262996344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3767774660262996344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3767774660262996344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3767774660262996344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo~'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ShAkEmp73jI/AAAAAAAABtU/ruizaKRJGYI/s72-c/DSC00220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-958515384852830433</id><published>2009-05-13T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:45:43.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembering those day.'/><title type='text'>2nd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SgrrAsKbc6I/AAAAAAAABtM/-_xvPxr3UIU/s1600-h/DSC00172ll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335335105661203362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SgrrAsKbc6I/AAAAAAAABtM/-_xvPxr3UIU/s320/DSC00172ll.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday marked our 1year 2months of knowing and 2months of being in a relationship. Friends keeps asking "how come 2months only? I thought you know him since you're in ITE?" I have to repeat my answer all over again just to make them get it. I don't mind repeating it anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad both of us are working yesterday and so we didn't have the chance to celebrate it. I called and asked him whether he meeting me after work and his answer is no because he's damn tired and he had a very bad headache when at work and couldn't force him to meet me since he's damn tired. I should understand how hardworking he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I started to do my daily closing, he texted me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunney: Baby, Hunney want you now! I want to hug you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: How? You're tired, right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunney: It's okay, I meet you now okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ey! It's okay... You just rest okay at home. I don't want you to make yourself more tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunney: Hmm.. okay then. Text me when you're done. Muacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After done with my daily closing, I texted him that I'm done and when I opened the door, I saw him just outside the shop!!!! Omg! I run to him and hugged him! He's so sweet, man! So lovely.. I don't even have the guessing that he would do that man and well, he really made me for not even guess about it! He's so clever! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's so hot with his new hair and I'm so mentel with him okay yesterday. Hehe! Thanks Hunney for the surprise which was so unexpected. Surprise of you meeting me is way more enough for me. I don't mind not getting anything from you. As long as you're by my side on our monthsary is the best alright okay. :) I love you to the core, Salleh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 2monthsary love!! Muacks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-958515384852830433?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/958515384852830433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=958515384852830433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/958515384852830433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/958515384852830433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd.html' title='2nd.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SgrrAsKbc6I/AAAAAAAABtM/-_xvPxr3UIU/s72-c/DSC00172ll.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6255529730268675252</id><published>2009-05-10T23:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:11:06.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uh uhhhhh'/><title type='text'>Beloved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First of all, I would like to wish a Happy Mother's Day to all of the Mummies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not in a very good terms with my Mama now. I will wish here through here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only daughter of yours would like to wish you a Happy Mother's Day. Thanks for being such a responsible mother. I swear you are the one whom I love the most!(well, not forgotten Baba too.) I know I have been hurting you so much and at times, I just can't face the fact that I couldn't understand you though I have been knowing you since I was a little kid. I don't know if you gonna read this but from the bottom of my heart, I would like to apologise for all the sinned that I have done. I just want to do the best for you and my wish since I was young were to make you proud of me. Insya Allah, I will make it just for the sake of you, baba and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, Mama.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334221554762553202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sgb2Pfzal3I/AAAAAAAABs0/Tv_N5FtF0mw/s320/DSC00005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today, I brought my family to Supermarket to buy our a month kitchen stuff and yes, it's my treat. Thanks Kak Noi for helping me! We bought all of the kitchen stuff for hundreds of dollars! &lt;em&gt;OKB&lt;/em&gt; sey, Nesuan! Haha! Disturbing my dad and he keeps on smiling! Suke! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After all that, I meet Hunney to accompany him to cut his hair near my place. It's cheap and well, good service too~ I've been asking him to cut Mullet because I miss seeing him with his mullet hair. He look awesome with that kind of hair. That mullet hair was the hairstyle when the first time I saw him. He look damn hot, I tell you. I'm not boosting it around but I'm saying the fact. Plus coincidentally, when the first time he saw me, my hairstyle was like my hair now! Haha! I rebonded it already, fyi. It really makes us remember our old days okay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334227674422759218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sgb7ztUGzzI/AAAAAAAABtE/rNaUElsj4l0/s320/zac-efron-basketball-shorts-01.jpg" /&gt;We went to catch a movie after that. We watch 17 Again and I just realized that Zac Efron is actually hot uh. Not bad though~ Hahaha! There's one of the part which was so touched till made me weep. Thumbs Up, movie! ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today he accompany me to walk to my flat and while walking, we sang Lucky song and we really loving it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney, you're such an adorable person and I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend. I will never regret to be in a relationship with you. Muacks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2 more days to our 2nd monthsary, love!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6255529730268675252?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6255529730268675252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6255529730268675252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6255529730268675252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6255529730268675252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-wish-happy.html' title='Beloved.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sgb2Pfzal3I/AAAAAAAABs0/Tv_N5FtF0mw/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1019410691619284973</id><published>2009-05-10T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:11:17.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Make sure you make it.'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Out with Serena yesterday was awesome and I'm glad I've bought the stuff that I have been wanted. I have to admit to Hunney that I've overspent the money and yes, he's mad at me. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, I've lose 4kg now. I'm not that happy that I actually lose more than I've expected because I'm losing the weight not really in a right way. I've been such a workaholic since the day I started working as full timer and I always skip my breakfast! Well going for lunch and dinner is also a part of why I lose lots of weight. I have to travel here and there to have my break and at times, I drop one busstop after the one that I should dropped and walk to my workplace. Sometimes, even though I'm so goddamn tired, I still have the urge to walk, walk and walk to my workplace. Eiya is such a weirdo person okay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already bought the supplement and the exercise outfit and hey! wait till 2 or 3 months to see the NEW me. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1019410691619284973?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1019410691619284973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1019410691619284973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1019410691619284973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1019410691619284973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1814490531473763964</id><published>2009-05-03T22:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:21:39.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can make it.'/><title type='text'>The disturbia.</title><content type='html'>Hello precious reader. The date supposed to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th of May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Time Check: 11.25pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose I'm posting an entry today is to tell you something about me which I found it weird and strange but this situation obviously ever happen to some of you, human. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to get scared of horror movie especially with those part when comes to someone who had been possessed. I keeps thinking of all this everyday without fail and Hunney always have to tell me all over again that all that is only a movie and it's not real. I never been like this before till one of the day when my cousin's wife had been possessed and I was there watching her yelling and being so aggressive. My family including me hold all part of the body to keep her stay still and I was the one who pressed down her knee so that she didn't kick anyone and hurt herself. The evil in her get the chance to scratch my hand because my cousin didn't hold her hand hardly. The evil in her was so bloody strong till my brother who is a personal trainer said that the evil in her is way more strong than my brother. That was the scariest memories I ever had and because of that memories, it somehow makes me phobia of watching horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm at work just now, I went to Yahoo and type 'How to overcome fear' and I found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you afraid of something imaginary(like zombies, after watching a super scary-R-rated movie), assure yourself that it is not real. Watch the same movie scary movie over and over again until you've watched it so many times it is not scary to you anymore. Don't watch anything that is too scary for you, but push yourself. Get the DVDs and make sure they have the making of documentaries and/or documentaries of the make-up and special effects, acting, directing and music scores. Sometimes it helps to just watch it over again with the cast and crew commentary on. But if you don't want to watch the DVD or movie over and over, then you can just live your life normally, and it will soon wear off. To help, at night, you can keep the light on to make yourself feel safe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this really works and totally true and YES, I always sleep with light on. Now, I have to live my life normally and soon it will wear off. I have to think straight and for this, no one can help me but myself because I was the one whom controlling the thinking in my mind and I have to stop it by putting much courage for myself but by people giving me the encouragement, it will certainly give me the motivation. Thanks to some of you whom had been advising me throughout my scared-ness. Love you people to bits! Muacks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever it is, I still believe that Allah is the strongest and greatest of all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a sweet dreams my precious~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1814490531473763964?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1814490531473763964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1814490531473763964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1814490531473763964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1814490531473763964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/disturbia.html' title='The disturbia.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5916547628450128020</id><published>2009-05-03T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:28:51.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate this trauma.'/><title type='text'>That Saturday and Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the 3rd of May. Hello May, hope May will be a good month. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday I spent my time with Kak Idah as I al ready agreed to meet her. So sorry to some of you who asked me out. It's been months since I last saw her and there's lots of shit happening to her which affect me too. So pathetic, I shall say but we settle with an easy way. Don't get me wrong. We didn't have any conflict okay just that people surrounding us were the one who made a mess. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Metro Sale at Expo with the two princesses, Ayumie and Azumie. It's such a tiring day for Kak Idah and me as both of them have different kind of attitude to handle. Ayumie keeps asking me to carry her and I found out she have a slight fever. No wonder she have no mood. As for Azumie, she will get mad whenever Kak Idah scolded her and she will sit on the floor and hit whatever around her and at times her 'Mentel-ness' is overreacting' She will be friendly toward a name of MALE only and she's such an attention seeker. LOL! She's so active on that particular day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Jerk Thai to have our late lunch before head to the Metro Sale. Kak Idah's stomach is complaining by making lots of noise. LOL! She die-die wants to eat. So we did. Unfortunely, Ayumie didn't get the chance to eat as she's really sleepy and slept for long man. As for Azumie is the 'big appetite girl' who will be so happy when comes to food. She loves to make a mess of the food man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331613074203856658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sf2x18e_zxI/AAAAAAAABsk/riUTZP-Iazk/s320/edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We didn't buy lots of stuff because there's nothing that caught our eyes. We just bought something for the princesses. Two pair of Little Pony shoes for them. We are so damn tired and the cab is calling for us! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See how tired they are?! I also sleep right after I took this photo okay! Very exhausted~&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331613076347235426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sf2x2EeBLGI/AAAAAAAABss/DAcXLLkPEU4/s320/DSC01852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today is the only day I can meet Hunney and if I didn't get the chance to meet him, he will be mad like hell. See, how much he loves me. I cannot tahan hor! He will make anything possible just to meet me okay and if I still cannot make it, abes ar Eiya.... ONE WHOLE DAY HE WILL BE ATTITUDE LIKE AN ASS. Hahaha! I love being with you today! Muacks! I feel your love today and it really simply made me happy! I promise I won't ask for more. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow WORK. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5916547628450128020?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5916547628450128020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5916547628450128020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5916547628450128020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5916547628450128020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-saturday-and-today.html' title='That Saturday and Today.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sf2x18e_zxI/AAAAAAAABsk/riUTZP-Iazk/s72-c/edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2100849451301063419</id><published>2009-05-01T23:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:37:02.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not again.'/><title type='text'>Temptation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for not updating for so long. Been busy lately. As usual, work, work, work and work. I'm becoming such a workaholic person. Weekend plan have been such a messy, really. I have been booked by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; Ida. She wants me to accompany her to the Metro Sale at Expo. For sure I will have the temptation of shopping man. Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to endure man. 6 more days to payday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noi&lt;/span&gt; and me went to watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jangan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tegur&lt;/span&gt; movie and it's such a bad idea to watch it man! I hate horror movie!! Fuck! While watching, I covered my face with the vintage bag and still, I get shocked! Thanks to the sound effect. Asshole! Whatever it is, the movie doesn't link to the title man. 2.5 out of 5 I rated it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who I saw when working yesterday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AKSHAY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KUMAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SIAAAAA&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330877111452447554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SfsUfRliM0I/AAAAAAAABsc/BuK61ovrpKA/s320/akshay+kumar.JPG" /&gt;He's so hot! I don't need to pay hundred of dollar to see him man! :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abg&lt;/span&gt; the photo and well, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bg&lt;/span&gt; is a personal trainer and he is training one of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bollywood&lt;/span&gt; actress too! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;! He also shocked to see this photo man..! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nowadays I had been eating &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;subwaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jek&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks to Serena! -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2100849451301063419?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2100849451301063419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2100849451301063419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2100849451301063419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2100849451301063419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/05/temptation.html' title='Temptation.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SfsUfRliM0I/AAAAAAAABsc/BuK61ovrpKA/s72-c/akshay+kumar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2022918918221556026</id><published>2009-04-25T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:30:15.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yes.'/><title type='text'>Weekends are cool.</title><content type='html'>Like finally, it's weekend!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 more days to pay day and I can't wait to shop like hell...!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victoria's Secret stuff is my sex now man and oh, the Long Champ's bag is cool too. Damn! How I wish I'm rich now. I will start do saving by next month. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I told you that I actually have a diary and Hunney don't know about it? Hehe~ I bought the diary at around March and I told Hunney around this month. LOL! Anyway, it's a diary of us actually. Yes, I know it's kind of childish for some of you but hey! I want to read those days we were having a good and bad times! I'm sure I will smile whenever I read it after so long. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And did I told you that Salleh wrote something on my diary? As far as I am concern, he don't like diarys and when he wrote it, it's so freaking cute!!!!! Haha! Plus he loves to put my name in the diary as Adiyah not Eiya. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328511354593044274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SfKs2GgnZzI/AAAAAAAABsU/RQiCAakqkHM/s320/DSC01793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going Library soon to return books and again, I returned it after the due date. Haiyaaaa! -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bangs or just long fringe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2022918918221556026?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2022918918221556026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2022918918221556026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2022918918221556026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2022918918221556026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekends-are-cool.html' title='Weekends are cool.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SfKs2GgnZzI/AAAAAAAABsU/RQiCAakqkHM/s72-c/DSC01793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5062758621271334619</id><published>2009-04-21T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:26:33.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Real Friends.'/><title type='text'>That Surprise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807052533701538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyeyqlRG6I/AAAAAAAABq8/L229u1lzVOM/s320/IMG_0761edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Thank you girls for the remarkable day! I love it so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures, please do the talking! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807052888033698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Seyeyr5vyaI/AAAAAAAABrE/ppgOkFQYF7Y/s320/catsedit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807057544293426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Seyey9P4rDI/AAAAAAAABrM/LIXOJ-zjldw/s320/catsedit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807056814214738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Seyey6h0jlI/AAAAAAAABrU/12QjwuvROWo/s320/IMG_0781edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807056492096722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Seyey5VBbNI/AAAAAAAABrc/X6m3PnGxaVo/s320/IMG_0780edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807508856459778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyfNOhF0gI/AAAAAAAABrs/Cy0MoWFxQDQ/s320/catsedit4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807505777156370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyfNDC7YRI/AAAAAAAABr0/zgmFD3wzN9I/s320/catsedit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807512535941938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyfNcOWQzI/AAAAAAAABr8/s__T2FmnZnA/s320/catsedit5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807509989667618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyfNSvRMyI/AAAAAAAABsE/xU4ir6OPcJ4/s320/catsedit6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm so lucky to have a friend like you babes, I couldn't ask for more from you babes cause you babes seems to be more than enough for me. Like what you babes wrote on the gift that you made for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The babes that you can count on"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's totally true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope we will be like this till eternity okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insya Allah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807508333409938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyfNMkYtpI/AAAAAAAABrk/MsrVWEAhI0g/s320/IMG_0776edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Thanks once again LOVE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807596632606578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyfSVgjh3I/AAAAAAAABsM/wSd7vhH19U8/s320/IMG_0879edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5062758621271334619?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5062758621271334619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5062758621271334619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5062758621271334619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5062758621271334619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-surprise.html' title='That Surprise.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeyeyqlRG6I/AAAAAAAABq8/L229u1lzVOM/s72-c/IMG_0761edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6010205796824159835</id><published>2009-04-20T00:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:01:29.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change for the better for you.'/><title type='text'>Susan Boyle is the person.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SetUfjw5ljI/AAAAAAAABq0/rN7T5n7dtsk/s1600-h/capt.1be572098ffd4621ab232344bf68f261.eu_britain_singing_sensation_lon111"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326443885448762930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SetUfjw5ljI/AAAAAAAABq0/rN7T5n7dtsk/s320/capt.1be572098ffd4621ab232344bf68f261.eu_britain_singing_sensation_lon111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Susan Boyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure by now lots of people from different countries knew about this lady who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;participated&lt;/span&gt; The Britain Got Talent and made the judges and audiences impressed by her performance. Her voice is really awesome and she made every single human realized that even an old lady has a great talent just like the youngster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She felt so fantastic and I felt so touched by her voice and everytime I watched her at Youtube, my tears keeps on rolling down my cheeks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God bless you, Susan Boyle. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to Hunney for coming over my place and watched Wolverine with me and Mama. I realized he ate alot whenever he come over to my place. Grow fat abit okay? I know you can do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sheesha session cum surprise plan with Babes was great! Pictures will be posted once Fizah send to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forget to say that having an early dinner with my Manager last Saturday was beyond joyness. He treat me. So sweet, right? Mind you, it just the two of us. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6010205796824159835?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6010205796824159835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6010205796824159835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6010205796824159835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6010205796824159835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/susan-boyle-is-person.html' title='Susan Boyle is the person.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SetUfjw5ljI/AAAAAAAABq0/rN7T5n7dtsk/s72-c/capt.1be572098ffd4621ab232344bf68f261.eu_britain_singing_sensation_lon111' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7030433503757907409</id><published>2009-04-19T12:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:29:31.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resting.'/><title type='text'>The previous say.</title><content type='html'>Working for 6 days a week were super exhausted and my body's cramp like hell! I need lots of rest man but for the sake of my BABES, I agreed to meet them today as they said, they have a surprise plan for me. You girls don't bully me okay! I'm gonna regret to meet you girls if you bully me okay! Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunney gonna beat me up today. Please don't ask why. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex texted me and said he still love me and whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;Well, to you ex boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;It's too little too late now.&lt;br /&gt;Like what you said to me last time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREATE A NEW BOOK&lt;/strong&gt;. Remember?&lt;br /&gt;I already did it now and I'm totally happy with my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sudahlah jangan menangis lagi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ku rasa cukup sampai di sini &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mungkin di suatu saat nanti &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau temui cinta yang sejati&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sudah cepat lupakanlah aku &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jangan pernah ungkit masa lalu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7030433503757907409?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7030433503757907409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7030433503757907409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7030433503757907409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7030433503757907409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/previous-say.html' title='The previous say.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2036301351800566404</id><published>2009-04-15T23:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:37:42.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeYGMA0FqaI/AAAAAAAABqs/bDV_l_7oK_Q/s1600-h/serena1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324950412858861986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeYGMA0FqaI/AAAAAAAABqs/bDV_l_7oK_Q/s320/serena1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Working with Serena is awesome and I can't deny that I'm actually have the great time working with her. It's true that I really comfortable working with her and yes, she's nice. :) Love you babe and you always know that, right? :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hunney start working today and he really love it. I'm happy for him because the workplace is near from his place and the type of job is what he wanted. Alhamdulillah. Afterall the patience is worthy, isn't Hunney? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short post will do. I'm tired! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2036301351800566404?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2036301351800566404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2036301351800566404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2036301351800566404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2036301351800566404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeYGMA0FqaI/AAAAAAAABqs/bDV_l_7oK_Q/s72-c/serena1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-495530862320613342</id><published>2009-04-12T01:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:06:04.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t help it but to smile.'/><title type='text'>3 in 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fashion Show.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For this, let the pictures do the talking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323492828767680498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDYhc8Jd_I/AAAAAAAABpE/zX8-dmJmEuU/s320/edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323492830540075010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDYhjiuEAI/AAAAAAAABpM/GF9L6-BGxUk/s320/edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323492831819427634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDYhoTvbzI/AAAAAAAABpU/8w1hnkcq0-U/s320/edit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323492834883144498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDYhzuMCzI/AAAAAAAABpc/5MnrHFyU3gc/s320/edit4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323492836963212706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDYh7eHXaI/AAAAAAAABpk/ipvHHMb5QV8/s320/edit5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323493216964614994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDY4DFgm1I/AAAAAAAABqE/IDg0WvCzND4/s320/edit9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323493208145594578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDY3iO5CNI/AAAAAAAABps/G-BE_zwqmw0/s320/edit6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323493214343466082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDY35UlDGI/AAAAAAAABp0/WxtJWIac_78/s320/edit7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323493216041695970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDY3_pd-uI/AAAAAAAABp8/ZZst8slBT0w/s320/edit8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was fun having a photoshoot session with all the NYAHs and those experiences Aunties and photographer! :) Everyone was looking at us and thought we're the real bride and groom. We can't help to laugh and of course feeling embarrassed! We really enjoyed ourself and Hunney really mentel when using make up and I used for him DIOR lipgloss. Shiny you! Hahaa! Believe it or not, he didn't even wash it away after the photoshoot! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the pictures when we wore the green and pink and we were posing looking at each other, he said "I love you" while smiling and I can't help it and replied "I love you too, they finish take our this pose or not?!" when smiling too! hahaha! I swear I had a fantastic memorable day. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We can't wait for the portfolio to be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323493219247884882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDY4Ll4ilI/AAAAAAAABqM/yjsM4AQwIsE/s320/edit10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11th April 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to all the lovelies for wishing me through the hp and make my hp busy at the middle of late night. :)) Appreciated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to my new workfriend for wishing me! It was unexpectable! You guys are so sweet and to Manager, thanks for wishing me and remember it too and as you say, you specially remember it because normally you will forget other people's birthday! Haha! Cute or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to Mama to have the idea to wake me early in the morning to surprise me with your cooked food and siblings to sing a Birthday song for me! So sweet! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to Baba for giving me some cash and wishing me when you're about to go to work! Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to all the people who tagged me to wish me! Appreciated lots too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to Hunney for singing for me a Birthday song too at 12am sharp. You're forever adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Without you guys, my birthday will be plain bored and well, nothing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Salleh and me went to ECP to have our sweetest time together. I really do understand if you can't do anything for me because I know you are jobless now and still finding. Having you beside me on my special day is more than enough. Serious. I won't ask for more. :) The pure love that we're building is the greatest and well, meaningful. I hope you understand, Hunney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mind you, I'm wet! It's raining! :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323499699275680498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDexXk5yvI/AAAAAAAABqU/qaK7vv8wp1s/s320/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323499704489646706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDexrAAmnI/AAAAAAAABqc/UW3JUpBeOwc/s320/DSC01738.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks once again Hunney for spending time with me! I love you so muchies! Sorry less pictures! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12th April 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy 1 year 1 month of knowing each other, Happy 1 monthsary of the Relationship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope by this 1 year 1 month, you know me quite well already as in what I loathe and what I adore the best. I really hope that your love for or rather would I say, our love to grow stronger and more lovely. :) I know that all and each of us do have a secret but please don't keep anything vile thinking of me. If you think I need to know, just speak it out. It's not a pathetic harm. I'm a human who need to know what's perfection that I lack of. Don't hesitate to inform though at times, I'm being harsh to you. Okay Hunney? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People will think we still new in relationship. People will think we have less experiences in the name of love. But they don't even what we had been going through. Let's make all this a story of you, me and us. Let's make it as a history. Sweet bitter history. :) I will pray hard that our love will last till eternity. Insya Allah. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I end here. My running nose is getting more worst and I hate it. Nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Time Check:2.39am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-495530862320613342?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/495530862320613342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=495530862320613342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/495530862320613342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/495530862320613342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-in-1.html' title='3 in 1.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SeDYhc8Jd_I/AAAAAAAABpE/zX8-dmJmEuU/s72-c/edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2204272889264646566</id><published>2009-04-09T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:12:28.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 more days.'/><title type='text'>The Fashion Show.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow Fashion Show in category of Wedding will be held at Tanjong Katong. Salleh and me will be involved. :) My cousin will be the one who gonna make up for us. My Pak Andam, my manicurist/pedicurist and hairstylish. My closest guy cousin had been asking me to become his model for tomorrow. I'm free and okay go. I accepted it. The Fashion Show will be today and tomorrow. I thought mine is on Saturday man. Aiyaa! It's okay. My advanced birthday memories! Haahaa! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyah, besok datang siang okay? Bye2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! All the NYAHs touched me here and there ey just now. Salleh, Ayumie and me went to Tanjong Katong to try all the dresses. Ayumie is not scared of Uncle Salleh anymore and she really enjoyed joking with him. :) One of the nyah asked me not to wear too high heels because my height and Salleh's height is about the same. -.-' Salleh, I want to kill you la! Aku baru nk feeling2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to come to Tanjong Katong to watch me okay! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2204272889264646566?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2204272889264646566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2204272889264646566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2204272889264646566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2204272889264646566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/fashion-show.html' title='The Fashion Show.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4577507419823761090</id><published>2009-04-08T18:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T01:19:20.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alive.'/><title type='text'>Fun-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sdx_8QDBeaI/AAAAAAAABo8/x2RBXmpZ414/s1600-h/DSC00013edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322269532721609122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sdx_8QDBeaI/AAAAAAAABo8/x2RBXmpZ414/s320/DSC00013edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday is my payday and today I'm broke?! Wth! And I have to wait for 4 more weeks to payday again?! Shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was truly a fun time going out with Hunney and believe it or not, all the things/food or whatsoever are treated by me. I'm glad that I treat him because usually he was the one who will be treating me. He have the hard time to get a new work but it's okay. I hope he have the patience man. :/ Take your time okay Hunney. Don't be in rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cotton On sales is such a MADNESS! Hunney and me shopped like hell! Haha! I bought myself a top and similiar flip flop as Hunney and I bought for Hunney a shirt. Oh yes, Cotton On Body is having sales too and yes, Hunney was the one who choose for me the bras and lingeries. He will be busy searching for my size and he will be very particular about choose the design for both my bra and lingeries. Most of the girls and the girl's bf were looking at Hunney holding those lingeries! I swear he's not shy! And YES, he asked me to buy the boost ups. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Countdown to my birthday. 3 more days and I simply can't wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you realise I never put any list of what I want for my birthday? I just don't want to think of anything for my birthday. Wishing me is enough. But not more than enough, still. Haha! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4577507419823761090?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4577507419823761090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4577507419823761090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4577507419823761090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4577507419823761090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-ness.html' title='Fun-ness'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sdx_8QDBeaI/AAAAAAAABo8/x2RBXmpZ414/s72-c/DSC00013edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8831639643851802555</id><published>2009-04-04T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:49:29.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wait'/><title type='text'>Sick Shit.</title><content type='html'>Half day working as I haven't fully recover from my coughing and sore throat and well, flu. Yesterday Hunney brought me to Poly as soon as I complained to him about my worst condition. I love you Hunney. I took a long hours to stop and stare at the walls thinking that there's actually somebody who are really concerned about me. For once in a blue moon, I'm 10x deeply touched by what they had done to me. Thanks Mama for cooking for me Seafood Soup. I love you too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is the day most of girls went for shopping. Like seriously! I hope tomorrow working will not be so freaking busy. Let's cross finger okay. It's such a coincidence that Amy and me stay at the place! She stay a few blocks away from me. We can go work together tomorrow! I'm so excited. Amy is so pretty! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work as part time or full time? I'm freaking free okay this year if I work as part time only. This month is the busy month man. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8831639643851802555?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8831639643851802555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8831639643851802555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8831639643851802555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8831639643851802555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-shit.html' title='Sick Shit.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7708242200444092458</id><published>2009-04-03T10:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:10:47.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Shopping Guide Boy.'/><title type='text'>That Thursday.</title><content type='html'>In front of me, there's lots of tissue that be used by me due to my flu. I ate my medicine that I bought yesterday and still, I'm coughing badly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday work was tiring and I keep coughing when attending to the customer. I drank three bottle of mineral and finished it till end of work. My voice's sucks to the core and Salleh don't like it and says that my voice is like his chinese girl friend. If I talk manje2 with him, dah mcm mak nyah berbual mentel. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetten too, yesterday Salleh and I shopping. Haha! Not really shopping but I did bought some of the things that I want. Take note: Just Some. Salleh came to my workplace and I happily give him my card and said: Nah! Take this and buy whatever you want to buy!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! He smile and went to one of the shop and not even 1 minute, he called me back and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Baby, I want you now not your money. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: I'm working right. Later we shopping okay. We shopping together okay?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Okay Baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;After work, we do a quick shopping and I ask him to search whatever he wants but instead he search everything for me. -.- haiyaaaaa. I want to buy a new foundation for myself and been searching which one suits me and you know what my Hunney do? He took my hand, put some foundation on it and see whether the colour too bright, too dark or just nice for me. Then he took my hand and put beside my face to see the colour match with my face skin tone or not. -.- Very kepo! After make up, he ask me to buy Tampon because for his point of view, Tampon is much more easier. He sommore can look at those different brand and type of kotex, you know. He's not even shy and then we went to Cotton On Body. He ask me to buy this and that type of bra and panties. I swear he's such a busybody Bf. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I want to refresh myself now. Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7708242200444092458?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7708242200444092458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7708242200444092458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7708242200444092458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7708242200444092458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-thursday.html' title='That Thursday.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5250015747796032590</id><published>2009-04-01T11:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:14:01.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legal.'/><title type='text'>April Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SdLplKgtErI/AAAAAAAABo0/KgEK_BVPmic/s1600-h/SSL26476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319570934563934898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SdLplKgtErI/AAAAAAAABo0/KgEK_BVPmic/s320/SSL26476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Young days. Short hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of April which some people named it as April Fool's Day. Yesterday night when I was working, I had hiccup, cough and flu. Maybe the hiccup telling me that I'm gonna grow up soon. :) And today, I still coughing and well, running nose. I had difficulties to breath by nose when sleeping and cause of that I have to breath by mouth which was so uncomfortable for me! I'm not used to it unlike my brother breath by mouth. Haha! So when he sleep right, his mouth always open. Busuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April gonna be a busy month for me and obviously I like it. It somehow can help me with my diet. When comes to busy, who wants to think about food? UNLESS we are hungry. True? So Hunney, by May I gonna buy Supplement and can you be my Personal Trainer? But please don't be such an ass okay. I hate it when you become too strict to me. I want to be slim like what fizah always said, VICTORIA SECRET'S MODEL. Mcm paham. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with cousin and cousin asked to bring along Ayumie. She's sleeping right now. Anak dare ape nie angun lambat! Ayumieee WAKE UPPPP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5250015747796032590?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5250015747796032590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5250015747796032590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5250015747796032590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5250015747796032590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-baby.html' title='April Baby'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SdLplKgtErI/AAAAAAAABo0/KgEK_BVPmic/s72-c/SSL26476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2820759499041883811</id><published>2009-03-31T13:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:37:33.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work.</title><content type='html'>Am at work now updating my blog. Yesterday work was horrible when comes to closing. Shall not elaborate much. Pathetic, I know you. Fizah mcm orang gile. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to know there's someone been reading my blog. Badan tiang, betol! Well, it's okay you can kepo2 and gossip about me but whatever it is I don't really care because you don't even know a single thing about me. :) Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get to work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2820759499041883811?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2820759499041883811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2820759499041883811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2820759499041883811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2820759499041883811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/work.html' title='Work.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5990292120071054928</id><published>2009-03-27T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:21:17.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='at work.'/><title type='text'>Beloved.</title><content type='html'>Ayumie will be coming to my house today. I can't wait to see something new about her. Everytime she came, I will observe her and surprisely she becoming more knowledgeable about whatever my family have told her not to do. She simply understand what we were saying which is very good for kids like her. I don't care if there's anyone says that you're naughty or Azumie's more better than you. As far as I'm concerned, all kids that age like Ayumie WILL be naughty. You know kids. It doesnt mean they're naughty, they are actually bad, right. I will always pray that she gonna be a clever girl so that his father will not fully looking down on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To someone: If you think the other daughter of yours is more clever, why till now she can't even communicate with Ian? While, Ian can communicate well enough to us? She don't even know how to talk like how Ian that same age as her can talk. So, don't ever think that the other daughter of yours is so perfectly clever, Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other topic now. April is getting nearer which means my birthday is getting nearer too. I love doing some new experience which gayly fall on my birthday. I still remember being a wedding model on my birthday itself when I was newly 13 years old. Not to forget that I was the youngest among all models and obviously I being pampered like a princess. That age which I never use make up before when going out and I actually used it on my 13th birthday for the very first time. People keeps giving me comments that I look good and well, different. The most great experience in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to say that on my 18th birthday I will be having a Wedding Couple Photoshoot with my beloved, Salleh. Cousin called me asked whether I'm free on the 10th and 11th of April to do photoshooting. Of course I'm free! I shouldn't be real busy on my special day man! Lols! Hope I can really make it if only there's no hard situation going on. Hope I can make it. Sometimes last minute plan are so the LAST MINUTE! Add on, how I wish I'm more taller now. Salleh! Grow taller now can?! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5990292120071054928?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5990292120071054928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5990292120071054928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5990292120071054928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5990292120071054928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/beloved.html' title='Beloved.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8233170309255481989</id><published>2009-03-26T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:17:02.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScsdZA0Vh5I/AAAAAAAABos/sXmWxLCyAOU/s1600-h/DSC01025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317376100594452370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScsdZA0Vh5I/AAAAAAAABos/sXmWxLCyAOU/s320/DSC01025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I woke up 12pm today and Hunney been calling/texting me while I'm sleeping. He thought I being so perangai till I didn't answer him. For goodness sake, I'm comfortable-ly sleeping dreaming about something like GMAX but more dangerous one. Haha! Till I didn't realise I actually wake up at 12pm. Mama seems nice today for not waking me up. Just maybe because I'm working today? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to watch movie. I want to go shopping. I want to eat Popeyes with Hunney since I already promise him that I will treat him. I want to meet babes. I want to talkcock with babes. I want movie marathon again. I want to meet Kak Noi and explain to me of what actually happening between her and that someone. I want to hug Hunney and smell his tiak. I want a hamster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, that basically what I want to do. Hopefully soon? Babes? Sheeqah, when exactly you want to take the ITE cert with me? Cepatan dong... :) Ok, I want to bath and get ready to work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8233170309255481989?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8233170309255481989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8233170309255481989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8233170309255481989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8233170309255481989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want.html' title='I want.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScsdZA0Vh5I/AAAAAAAABos/sXmWxLCyAOU/s72-c/DSC01025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3865961797053271871</id><published>2009-03-25T11:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:24:10.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucky.'/><title type='text'>Sweaty Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Salleh and me have jogging session at AMK Park. Amk Kentals. Salleh really tortured me okay. I can't run away man, if we were in gym, I can somehow run away if he asked me to do anything because he will be busy exercising his arms but too bad we at the park, I have to be with him and do whatever he's doing! Cb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: Hunney, I'm so tired already. My leg muscle cramp already!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Just run slow.. Come run slowly with me. Okay?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: I just walk fast okay. Please?! Penattt!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Baby, you want to slim right? You want to prove to me that you can do it, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: Yaa, but I'm so tired already~ I hardly breathe now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Then follow me how to breathe as you running.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: -________- okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Breathe in. 1,2 breathe out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: Same jek! I still want to walk fast. Okay?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Run lar! Pemalas!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: Ey, even you at the gym, got stated if you feeling unwell, stop exercising! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: That's at gym not at park.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walau! I can vomit blood okay to explain to him how tired I am. I feel like killing him! I had no choice to keep quiet while he's nagging. Eiya majok! After few minutes, he let me to rest at one of the benches. Hehe! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watching him running, make me melt-to-the-core. Smile alone till one of the guy saw me smile and thought I'm crazy. Yes, I'm still crazy and in love with you, Hunney even though we know each other quite somemonth. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After jogging, we head back to his house. Movie Marathon! Believe it or not, all about firefighter. Haha! I'm so glad to spent the whole day with him. Having him at my side, made me felt so secured and of course comfortable. Thanks for the tuesday love! Muacks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;psst: Hunney pass his FTT! Alhamdulilah~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3865961797053271871?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3865961797053271871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3865961797053271871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3865961797053271871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3865961797053271871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweaty-tuesday.html' title='Sweaty Tuesday.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6240503332399591070</id><published>2009-03-22T12:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:32:25.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can do it.'/><title type='text'>Bliss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for not updating for about 6 days. Internet has been sucks nowadays, like seriously. I can't go to neither blogger nor hotmail and I did try to go through other websites and internet just to get through these two websites but still... it doesn't work! Pissed okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm glad to say that within the 6 days I was actually busy with plans. :) Rather than rotting at home. Outs with family, Hunney and friends are more than enough for me. I felt so comfortable with them. My happy pills, I can say. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the day, my family and I went out to have our dinner at East Coast Park. My eldest brother's treat. We are so excited when comes to having dinner with family. It's so seldom to have family gathered to dinner together, you know. My eldest brother always busy working so it's always incomplete for us family. Well, thank you abg for the treat! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315874677322365474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXH2rRLOiI/AAAAAAAABnk/cFNfkHk2LVE/s320/edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315874682731414290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXH2_aywxI/AAAAAAAABns/h1Ryz8Y_bO8/s320/edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315874681855424562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXH28J8ODI/AAAAAAAABn0/E7tF8lgyqUY/s320/siblings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315874684711499426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXH3Gy4dqI/AAAAAAAABn8/ra1XJgjzFyE/s320/love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315874689063981778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXH3XAmEtI/AAAAAAAABoE/hxAJmZcVcso/s320/family.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last Friday, went out with Nurul. Accompany her to do her hair and of course! I had a great time with her! :) Girls are so shopaholics! Right Nurul?! Hahaa~ &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315876534547562610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXJix-KwHI/AAAAAAAABoM/a6ByaS764Ek/s320/IMG_3676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315876539073913010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXJjC1VYLI/AAAAAAAABoU/CHZSHKcpga8/s320/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315876546525064402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXJjel07NI/AAAAAAAABok/lVwpj0g_Ang/s320/IMG_3682.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Eiya Boncit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eiya suke when Nurul keeps taking my pictures! hahaha! :D Not enough tau Nurul. Soon, I guess? :) :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6240503332399591070?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6240503332399591070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6240503332399591070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6240503332399591070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6240503332399591070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/bliss.html' title='Bliss!'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/ScXH2rRLOiI/AAAAAAAABnk/cFNfkHk2LVE/s72-c/edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2958876118724134524</id><published>2009-03-16T22:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:41:30.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday drug.'/><title type='text'>Welcome babygirl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WELCOME NUR QURAISYAH QISTINA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313805521317682466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sb5t98emXSI/AAAAAAAABnU/DmFvXs_WoDs/s320/DSC00057edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Congrats to Abg Man &amp;amp; Kak Shikin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hello everyone, my name is Nur Quraisyah Qistina! I was born on the 15th of March 2009. Today Mummy Eiya, Nenek and Nenek Su came excitedly to visit me. Mummy Eiya always called me Darling and eveytime when she carry me, I just can't stop looking at her because she's pretty!(Haha!) Nenek and Nenek Su really love me and I really loving it! I felt so comfortable and warm whenever Nenek carry me till I fall asleep. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313805523508491778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sb5t-Eo7dgI/AAAAAAAABnc/J067mHm_-Vc/s320/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Too bad that Uncle Afif didn't have the chance to meet me as he went for camping for 3 days. It's okay Uncle Afif, we will meet soon alright. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yesterday while on the phone with Salleh, we talked about Adidas Sale. Then this boy said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salleh: B, I know why you always thinks of me whenever you go to Adidas outlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eiya: Why uh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salleh: All Day I Dream About Salleh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eiya: Where got? I never dream about you all day sia. Smbrg jek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salleh: No.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;REAM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BOUT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ALLEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eiya:Chey! Hahaha! So cute but lame lei... Hahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunney, you being so lame nowadays. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2958876118724134524?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2958876118724134524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2958876118724134524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2958876118724134524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2958876118724134524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-babygirl.html' title='Welcome babygirl.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sb5t98emXSI/AAAAAAAABnU/DmFvXs_WoDs/s72-c/DSC00057edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1093888143029505490</id><published>2009-03-15T16:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:26:05.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worry for you.'/><title type='text'>That yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbzI3K0TOzI/AAAAAAAABnM/PPx7_Becz6w/s1600-h/DSC01677editt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313342510512421682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbzI3K0TOzI/AAAAAAAABnM/PPx7_Becz6w/s320/DSC01677editt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbzIP96B6rI/AAAAAAAABnE/9688VTTK6fw/s1600-h/DSC01677editt.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday work was really tiring. Thanks to the IT show which makes whole Cityhall, Citylink, Marina and of course Suntec such a crowd. My leg were in pain and thanks to Allah, I can still managed with it and I also had a great time working with Wani, Huiwen and Sue! Fun gitu luh! I end work at 5pm and meet Fizah. Waaa, she's late for 30mins plus okay! Like first time gitu prepaid low kn. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of going to IT SHOW but due to the crowd, we cancelled it and even Body Shop Sales, we cancelled. Too many people! Aiyaa! Singaporean so kiasu! Especially those cinone. Pity Hunney, he really want to go sey. :( Next time okay Hunney. Promise! If only there's IT SHOW again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fizah and me decided to buy Mac and eat at Esplanade. Fizah's treat cause she's late! haha! I broke liao. While eating, there's some band making performance and those romantic song makes Fizah feeling2. I swear she's crazy to-the-core yesterday! Harap jek lawa, perangai gile! Hahaa! Anyway I am waiting for my next pay and I want to work, work, work more! March seems to have lots of SALES sia! Cb! Why there's always sales when I already finished up my money?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my beloved people, since March got lots of sale, buy me lots of present okay. Branded-branded things okay! Haha! :p Whoever forgets my birthday, abiss ar, waa rebat! Chey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;psst: That guy who worked at Animal is freaking HOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Sorry Hunney, I just can't resist it! Lol!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1093888143029505490?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1093888143029505490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1093888143029505490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1093888143029505490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1093888143029505490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-yesterday.html' title='That yesterday.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbzI3K0TOzI/AAAAAAAABnM/PPx7_Becz6w/s72-c/DSC01677editt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4407768779741202122</id><published>2009-03-13T12:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:34:54.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 hours plus entry.'/><title type='text'>Longest Entry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday was a BLAST for Salleh and me though we had a little fight at the start of meeting. Draggy Drama sia. :/ I'm truly sorry for slapping you for the first time on our anniversary. I didn't mean to, my hand is like bergerak sendiri. Serious sia. Haiya.. I felt so bad yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The fight was so draggy till my plan for surprising him is running out of time. Shitty. The place is at Jurong sommore! But thanks to Allah, I managed to surprise him and it turn out to be so perfectttttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312537550296177698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbnswUVT3CI/AAAAAAAABks/XsGNyprCmng/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt; I didn't tell him where I'll bringing him and he thought I gonna bring him to OMNI THEATRE. It's good that whatever he's guessing is all wrong. HAHA! If he guess right, not surprising already sia. Once we reached Science Centre, I asked him to close his eyes and walk. The reason I asked him to close his eyes is because the sign board of snowcity is so clear for him to see and suspect! Hehe! I didn't get the chance to snap a photo of him closing his eyes and walk because if I let him go and walk by himself, he will scream and die-die ask me to hold his hand. Padahal I told him already to walk straight only cause the path straight siol. No balls ar him. HAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As we reaching the place, I asked him to open his eyes.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salleh: Bastard sia you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: Ey why sia?(About to sad already sia.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: You know I've been wanting to go Snow City sia!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: HAHAHA! Really? Idk! :D :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So bad right him, always make me scared sia. Scared because I know he hate being cold! Cold little bit also cannot, you know. Freaking action okay him. Whatever it is, I'm totally glad that he really like it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See, So Suke can?!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312533164603532738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbnoxCWs5cI/AAAAAAAABkk/gdNCRYfTMaw/s320/Snowcity.JPG" /&gt;Usually, Salleh was the one who gonna pay whatever place we went. NOW, it's my turn to pay! Happy gitu luh. :D :D&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312546008130398354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn0coOIKJI/AAAAAAAABk0/PIzDigumi8A/s320/snowcity1.jpg" /&gt;I happily paid and given boots and gloves and went to Jacket section....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312546014846560386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn0dBPYqII/AAAAAAAABk8/dKMMemdKu1c/s320/snowcity2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; See, this boy really can't wait to go in! Cute banget cowok ini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The place wasn't big that I expected and the cold was damn cold sia! Hahaa! Still, we had so much fun together! I can't help smiling when seeing Salleh really enjoying himself playing with the snow, throwing the snow at me and for once I have to endure with it. I shouldn't be mad at him while he's having fun, right? :) Oh well, I did throw the snow back at him. Wakakaa! Revenge dok! Lol. Joking. We build an igloo with shape of love surrounding it. So sweet! Didn't manage to take photo as we can't bring camera in. Don't worry Hunney, I will still remember the igloo that we build okay. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not forgotten to camwhore. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312567275772630178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SboHykXK1KI/AAAAAAAABmc/tiqd-cgnO7Q/s400/snowcity3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312569253301248146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SboJlrOu4JI/AAAAAAAABmk/2-_DM2AEfUI/s320/snowcity4.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; We bought this photo as a memories..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312546038755491218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn0eaTt_ZI/AAAAAAAABlU/0NxyzYAgtaU/s320/snowcity5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hehe, mind you for the face. It's my gay face. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceed to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Science Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's coincide that we both like science and we really learn lots of new things. All of it really make senses! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312551621723105282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn5jYe7KAI/AAAAAAAABlc/jIH0j7bCz_Y/s320/sciencecenter1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This one, Salleh macam paham. :p&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312551632134669250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn5j_RPA8I/AAAAAAAABlk/VYK2-JU7zno/s320/sciencecentre2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There's still lots of places inside but we didn't managed to go every of the places because we gonna be late for dinner. We have to bath and get change. &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, goodbye Dinosaur! Meet you soon! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312551638562596354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn5kXNxZgI/AAAAAAAABls/GzDkqlTimB4/s320/sciencecentre3.JPG" /&gt;After having much difficulties of changes and bathing, like finally we went to Bugis to have our dinner. We ate at Pastamania as I've been hunger for that since last year. Long time never eat already. Thanks to Salleh for the delay okay! Babi lu! I want the Creamy Chicken! Since Salleh ordered Creamy Chicken, so I ordered Tuna and Turkey Bacon. Yummy! But I still love Creamy Chicken. Thanks Salleh for aside for me some Creamy Chicken. Hehe! :D&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312555215723181522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn80lLUNdI/AAAAAAAABl0/99jH_FcO2uU/s320/DSC01625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312570777297536562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SboK-YjwxjI/AAAAAAAABm0/rvlTimHHihk/s320/pastamania.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We really enjoying our food. I love Pastamania. Lol! For those who love creamy and cheese, Creamy Chicken is the choice man! Thumbs Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We finished eating and went to Cold Storage to buy for Mama some crackers. She wants those crackers that is so expensive sia. Pantat Besar Betol..!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312555229218669874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn81Xc5BTI/AAAAAAAABmE/4SrQuwL1USI/s320/DSC01643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312555241497153442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/Sbn82FMTz6I/AAAAAAAABmM/ObMzyfjMWgU/s320/DSC01645.JPG" /&gt;Now, I have another surprise for him. We searched for some place to sit and talk and sorry to some of you people cause I didn't manage to take a video of us talk about this. All of the sudden we became so serious talking... &lt;p&gt;Well, this is what I talk to him....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salleh, I promise myself that on this 1 year anniversary of friendship, I gonna made a decision whether I'm ready to be with you or not. I don't know if you are happy or agreed with my decision but I have to say it out. I'm sorry if I talk like so long but I hope you will listen every single word that I'm saying now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know the reason why I'm not ready to be in a relationship with you. The past make me suffer and I have to really move on with it but whatever promises that my ex had promise to me seems to pulling me back. I don't know why it makes me pulling back as now, I'm totally nothing to my ex. He already have a new gf after breaking up with me for just 6 months plus and now, he getting engage with his new gf. He making all this happen so fast or I shall say super fast. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While I'm having all this difficulties, you was always there for me Salleh. You didn't fail to make me smile and laugh. I'm so grateful to have you in my life. I didn't expect that one of my brother's friend was the one who I can counted on now. (Tears rolling down my cheeks as I'm talking yesterday.) Whatever happen between you and me, all of it is totally unexpected. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I gonna answer you why I texted you personally and wish you a Happy 1st year Anniversary wishes different from the past other monthsary. The different is I include the wishes with friendship. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you will accept the fact, okay Salleh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He just kept quiet and look down..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today on our 1st year Anniversary of Friendship, I would like to say.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M READY TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU AND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY WHOLE LIFE, I WOULD LIKE TO SAY THAT I'M TOTALLY YOURS. I WON'T REGRET SAYING THIS EVEN THOUGH YOU GONNA HURT ME ONE DAY. I PROMISE YOU, I WON'T REGRET, SALLEH. I LOVE YOU.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's totally speechless which really bothers me.. Then.. He smile and hugged me.. Awww... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh: Baby, you really make my day a very big day. As you know I've been wanting you to be as my 'gf' means in relationship. You really made my best wish happen. The best Anniversary I ever had and the longest. Please keep move on with me in my life and build this relationship together and make it the very best relationship for us. My wish had be granted!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eiya: :) Insya Allah, Hunney. I will try my very best and that's the reason why I bought new dress, made a surprise for you and above all, made you happy just because today we gonna be in a relationship, the priceless surprise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salleh:Awww Baby, you're so sweet. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't help to cry. Told you, I being a crybabygirl yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happily Ever After&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312569259595586658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SboJmCra3GI/AAAAAAAABms/haTvRlb6pN0/s320/DSC01666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I would like to thanks to those who have help me in this whole plan. To that someone, you still owe me a cake! Salleh asked you know! Hahaha! Don't tag me about the cake. He still don't know who's gonna bake the cake! Lol! &lt;p align="center"&gt;till here then. Ayumie Darling is sick. :(&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312567268846556658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SboHyKj3VfI/AAAAAAAABmU/2aOFf4EuVDI/s400/DSC01695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4407768779741202122?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4407768779741202122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4407768779741202122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4407768779741202122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4407768779741202122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/longest-entry.html' title='Longest Entry.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbnswUVT3CI/AAAAAAAABks/XsGNyprCmng/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6807574449092928289</id><published>2009-03-11T13:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:30:54.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s tomorrow Hunney.'/><title type='text'>Lalalala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbdLqh_ke6I/AAAAAAAABkc/0SNCo-T_7yA/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311797479558380450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbdLqh_ke6I/AAAAAAAABkc/0SNCo-T_7yA/s320/DSC01486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Comot Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so intoxicated today because I've received my MAXI DRESS!! Happy banget! I'm so gonna wear it tomorrow and I really can't wait to let Salleh see it. Hehehe~ (mentel laughter) The online shopping for the maxi dress service is superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By right, I can't receive it by today but after I explained to the seller about I die-die wants to wear it on the 12th, the seller has made a decision by asking someone to deliver the dress to my DOORSTEP. I'm so touched like seriously. The dress is super gorgeous and I've been thanking the seller like lots of times. Hahaa~ Thanks once again for the understanding. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wants to watch a movie with Nurul but till now she didn't reply me. I guess she's still sleeping like a pig now. She slept late yesterday and thanks to insomnia. -.-' You better not be late later okay Nurul! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wait for my next post to see the dress okay. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6807574449092928289?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6807574449092928289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6807574449092928289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6807574449092928289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6807574449092928289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/lalalala.html' title='Lalalala~'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbdLqh_ke6I/AAAAAAAABkc/0SNCo-T_7yA/s72-c/DSC01486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1745279680919500254</id><published>2009-03-08T17:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:11:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbOcOZOYJaI/AAAAAAAABkU/GtqVany3lMA/s1600-h/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310760156703237538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbOcOZOYJaI/AAAAAAAABkU/GtqVany3lMA/s320/DSC01481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pimples and Eyebag, please go away! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the weather is so fine and I totally loving it. The weather is really good for tanning. How I wish I'm now at Sentosa with my bikini laying down on the sand with golden tanning blend lotion all over my skin, tanning. Above all, the weather really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Toa Payoh with Mama, lil bro and aunty to return my due date book. Like forever la Eiya, always forget to return on time. -.- It's been awhile since four of us went out together and we really have much fun talking and well, had a juicy gossip. Aunties nowadays ar, so naughty! Hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like again, I made myself happy by buying these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vaseline Cocoa Butter lotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean &amp;amp; Clear Toner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Scarf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bought all of that for just below $10! How cheap is that?! Have to learn to budget ar nowadays!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1745279680919500254?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1745279680919500254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1745279680919500254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1745279680919500254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1745279680919500254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunny-day.html' title='Sunny Day.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbOcOZOYJaI/AAAAAAAABkU/GtqVany3lMA/s72-c/DSC01481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8022120816209679172</id><published>2009-03-07T20:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:49:49.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beating fast.'/><title type='text'>The day.</title><content type='html'>Work half day yesterday. Though I'm sick but still I try to manage myself to work. Alhamdulilah I can make it through. :) Work with Farrinah was fun. Cute ar you sweetheart. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday were really a freaking pissed off day for me because after work rushed myself and Salleh to withdraw my cheque and end up the bank closed. Just closed when I arrived in front of the bloody bank. -.- My phone lost at Takashimaya Toilet Level 1. Cb! Damn angry but what to do, lost already what. Thanks to Salleh for lending his phone. I felt guilty sia, I use his phone and he have to use his mum phone. I refused to use his phone but he keeps asking me to use it because he can't bare not to contact me for a day. Siow but Sweet. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relaxed myself not to blame myself for losing the phone. I kept quiet all the way and Salleh keeps consoling me and I looked at him without giving any expression. My face was really busuk to-the-core. If only Sheeqah was there, she will tell me and quickly ask me not to do the busuk face. Seriously I was totally down. So, the Cahaya Curry Chicken Rice brighten my day and at last I smiled and when I smile, then only Salleh start to eat. Hahaa! Salleh don't really like the Laksa. I think he prefer at Banquet Laksa. Lemak to-the-max dong! Should try tau! After having our dinner, Salleh wants to watch the Street Claps. The dance was the great one, the others were impressive though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Starbucks then to chill. We were dead tired of walking. :) Some pictures..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310444408110075954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbJ9DaDcUDI/AAAAAAAABjc/fWig39LEiWM/s320/DSC01457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310444415929664114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbJ9D3LxwnI/AAAAAAAABjk/noGCk85gP6c/s320/DSC01455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310444423911939938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbJ9EU65n2I/AAAAAAAABjs/aMdAwgfGyf4/s320/DSC01460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310444436291308690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbJ9FDCXzJI/AAAAAAAABj8/SW-QMjQ9nBg/s320/DSC01466.JPG" /&gt;Salleh really into the game till he didn't even layan me. I was the one who have to talk to him and then he talked. -.- PSP is his sex sia. If only I know he really into it, I shouldn't bring my psp sia. BABI! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See I took pictures also, he never layan. :(&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310445700486299106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbJ-Ooh8feI/AAAAAAAABkE/1cMNyASE_SY/s320/DSC01454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I pampered myself by buying some of my wishlist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maxi Dress (Online Shopping)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 pairs of Shoes (Cotton On)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Belt (Cotton On)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gold Bangles (Far East)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy gitu luh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8022120816209679172?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8022120816209679172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8022120816209679172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8022120816209679172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8022120816209679172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/day.html' title='The day.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SbJ9DaDcUDI/AAAAAAAABjc/fWig39LEiWM/s72-c/DSC01457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4526792839812855341</id><published>2009-03-01T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:37:56.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Start.'/><title type='text'>Hello March</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SaqrUuBJNII/AAAAAAAABjU/Or7Mm4oJOL0/s1600-h/f26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308243483248112770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SaqrUuBJNII/AAAAAAAABjU/Or7Mm4oJOL0/s320/f26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March dah start oi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; more days people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get ready for the OMG! reaction. Hahaha! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salleh, I don't mind if you can't make some of the surprises. Seriously I don't mind okay, as long as we can spend the precious time together, it's more than enough for me. Don't feel down alright. I know you want me to be extreme happy to any of your surprise plan and I really loving it but I'm fine with it if there isn't any. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March, please be pleasant. Insya Allah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4526792839812855341?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4526792839812855341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4526792839812855341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4526792839812855341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4526792839812855341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-march.html' title='Hello March'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SaqrUuBJNII/AAAAAAAABjU/Or7Mm4oJOL0/s72-c/f26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5506089464785351298</id><published>2009-02-28T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:58:05.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twice Upon A Time'/><title type='text'>Messy Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SalBwxiTPYI/AAAAAAAABjM/pcoKc8IiHrQ/s1600-h/DSC04363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307845942019571074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SalBwxiTPYI/AAAAAAAABjM/pcoKc8IiHrQ/s320/DSC04363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is the day I met David, the manager to brief about the work and guess what? I'm late like 35 minutes?! I missed the bus, I missed the train and I walked real fast and god! I'm damn sleepy. First impression, very bad already sia Eiya. I apologized to David like lots of times. I felt really bad. Thanks God, he wasn't that mad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After briefing, I went to Banquet to have my lunch with fizah, Ain and her brother. Fizah was on diet. She wants her body to be like those Victoria's Secret Model. Like duhh. Haha! Fizah, you can stop dreaming to be with whoever celebrities okay. It won't be happening! Nyehehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We head to Starbucks to chill after that. Fizah was so mentel okay with the cute guy working at Starbucks. Single Lady Oi! Hahaa! Like I said to Fizah, Single lady like her is so an attention seeker. HAHAHAA! Remember that okay Fizah! Joking sweetheart. :) I bring laptop along with me. We watched Japanese Prank at Metacafe. We laughed so hard till we drop! It's freaking hilarious! Fizah suke! ;) You people should watch it man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bibik, thanks for cleaning my room okay! You work so hard. Love you Bibik Atin. Next time no need to clean my room okay. You make me feel like I'm a lazy person. Hehe! Well, Appreciated though. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salleh is an asshole, he feed me with lots of good food till I'm getting fatter. Argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5506089464785351298?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5506089464785351298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5506089464785351298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5506089464785351298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5506089464785351298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/messy-saturday.html' title='Messy Saturday.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SalBwxiTPYI/AAAAAAAABjM/pcoKc8IiHrQ/s72-c/DSC04363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6377230163098801519</id><published>2009-02-26T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:19:08.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bring back the smile.'/><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>I have the worst feeling today. My stomach made some vile problems till I always have the feeling of vomitting. It's so sucks to the core! Argghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Fizah and Nurul for not following to ITE to take the cert. I'm so terribly sick now. No mood to smile/laugh at all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone please plan something on 5th-9th April as Salleh going to Bangkok and I don't want my April month to be totally fcuked up. -.- Cb Cb Cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so weak now. Will update once I already recover from this sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Eiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salleh said the date change, 1st April till 6th. 1 week. Double Cb Cb Cb. '_____________'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6377230163098801519?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6377230163098801519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6377230163098801519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6377230163098801519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6377230163098801519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4280082419754855889</id><published>2009-02-23T19:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:12:31.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misses.'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SaKRsz2PzMI/AAAAAAAABjE/HcQ6YXKG3SQ/s1600-h/IMG-0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305963510013873346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SaKRsz2PzMI/AAAAAAAABjE/HcQ6YXKG3SQ/s320/IMG-0134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Azumie came to my place today and I swear Ayumie and Azumie had the great time together hugging and kissing. Very Mentel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305962271612807074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SaKQkucbJ6I/AAAAAAAABi8/BAuHuAiqLjc/s320/KS360.jpg" /&gt; It's like a coincidence that Nurul also in love with KS360 LG phone. It's so gorgeous that most of the girls can't resist it and wants it badly. &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want this for my this year 18th birthday. Buy for me okay whoever it is!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4280082419754855889?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4280082419754855889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4280082419754855889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4280082419754855889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4280082419754855889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SaKRsz2PzMI/AAAAAAAABjE/HcQ6YXKG3SQ/s72-c/IMG-0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4567170910736873063</id><published>2009-02-20T18:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:32:35.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentosa was awesome with Salleh's Clan though Im the only girl with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Left: Rico, Shamin, Salleh and Fahan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818465458655906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6ASceYkqI/AAAAAAAABgc/2hbSmwnEwpQ/s320/DSC01329.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rico was the funniest one and I can't stand looking at his attitude and of course, his face! He's such a hilarious boy. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At first we took tram to Siloso beach as Salleh were saying that those boys want to see "chicks". So I have to agreed with it. Have to. Boys nowadays or rather I should say Men nowadays. Haha!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818470376217090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6ASuy0mgI/AAAAAAAABgk/MH94ExvqcXE/s320/DSC01331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The boys can't wait to play soccer at the beach and they rush to the loo to change their attire. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818469357135394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6ASq_2piI/AAAAAAAABgs/fyLJ2i1sjtU/s320/DSC01332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818469106383842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6ASqEEe-I/AAAAAAAABg0/l6qK_UjETbY/s320/DSC01333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818471559716482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6ASzM_XoI/AAAAAAAABg8/wFwbXxNEtLI/s320/DSC01335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304824457362544930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6FvODmGSI/AAAAAAAABhk/bFPockEuoVs/s320/DSC01336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The photo below, Salleh was saying: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go join them play soccer lar. I'm tired, you go play for me okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiya: I don't know how to play lar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rico: I also tired lar, Salleh you go play with her lar. I rest.&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Rico is so lazy man! Really! He lazy to get the ball, he lazy to carry things. Basket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304824455061394306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6FvFe9U4I/AAAAAAAABhc/NcstoHbdDdQ/s320/DSC01340.JPG" /&gt;I became the goal keeper. HAHA! Fun okay. I also got play to prevent them from scoring! ;D After a while playing, they're thirsty. I already told Salleh at Siloso, there's no 7 eleven. Don't want to listen right!? Serve you right lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So we decided to go to Pahlawan Beach. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While waiting....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As usual this guy pose...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304824451539248066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6Fu4XNo8I/AAAAAAAABhU/bn48lOr8_ls/s320/DSC01342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304824450103400754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6FuzA4WTI/AAAAAAAABhM/deZd5R867kQ/s320/DSC01343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304826850249065970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6H6gQMxfI/AAAAAAAABiM/JZeV4plS97U/s320/DSC01341.JPG" /&gt; Vain, Vain and Vain like forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pahlawan Beach&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304824450102195538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6FuzAl9VI/AAAAAAAABhE/xl_5kT_LaUQ/s320/DSC01344.JPG" /&gt;Once we get our spot, Salleh and me went to swim, while the others chilled and then... A group of chinese people called the others to join them to play some games. So they did. Salleh's friend were so friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks god the water wasn't that cold. :) We had a great swim man! I really love the weather. It was fanastic! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After the swim, we went to tan since the Sun tk hilang! Hehe~ Sizzling hot okay. Thumbs Up! After tanning, Salleh join the others to swim and he swim again. -.- So, I'm alone and do what?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Camwhore lar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kak Noi, muke Eiya ader mcm Fay tk? HAHA!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304826847896439170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6H6XfSiYI/AAAAAAAABh8/SQ9xh8hswS8/s320/DSC01352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304826850130015026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6H6fz0MzI/AAAAAAAABiE/-Mlw_kmz958/s320/DSC01349.JPG" /&gt;All of the sudden, Salleh came from the back and join me. Shocking okay. I thought which bangla grabbed me from the back sia. Babi betol. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304826848381490658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6H6ZS71eI/AAAAAAAABh0/OqTSO49SN-U/s320/DSC01355.JPG" /&gt;Like couple right? Couple friend lar.... :):)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After sometimes, the chinese group called all of us pulak to join them. So we joined and play some games together. Fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for making our day more brighter peeps! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Like Rico said, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COOLSHIT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I swear his coolshit is fcuking funny!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304826848875880482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6H6bIzoCI/AAAAAAAABhs/AnG59uzDY7o/s320/DSC01361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We bathed and got changed and we're excited to play luge! HEHEE! Shamin and Rico keeps asking lots of question to Fahan about luge as it was their first time playing. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We didn't took any photo of it as we're busy playing it. Well, Sorry Shamin if i hit you too hard. I ride too fast when comes to the ending. Sorry hor. :D Salleh, we didn't get the chance to challenge as you're busy challenging with the others. One day we go again okay. Make sure only both of us. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like usual, after luge is skyride. :) I think Salleh loves Skyride. He shouted and laughed while riding it. Giler.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304833282801280290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6Nw7YKJSI/AAAAAAAABis/Ws1GokeN34w/s320/DSC01364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304833282950782034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6Nw77zXFI/AAAAAAAABik/4CDu280OZAw/s320/DSC01371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304833276822621826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6NwlGvDoI/AAAAAAAABic/GTvmETbGFq0/s320/DSC01373.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;They were showing PEACES meaning they're really gay! Wakaka!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for the remarkable Thursday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4567170910736873063?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4567170910736873063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4567170910736873063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4567170910736873063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4567170910736873063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/19th.html' title='19th'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZ6ASceYkqI/AAAAAAAABgc/2hbSmwnEwpQ/s72-c/DSC01329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7179843690221215269</id><published>2009-02-18T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:28:26.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZwM01-RVnI/AAAAAAAABgU/Eaub_YMpOzw/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304128563116594802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZwM01-RVnI/AAAAAAAABgU/Eaub_YMpOzw/s320/DSC01316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so piss off right now. I don't want to elaborate more because there's someone whom has been reading my blog and complaining that she don't like it and she made me suffer like hell. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that the bonding between Salleh and me is much closer now. Now I don't care what people want to say about Salleh and me especially some of the kepo aunties/uncles or cousin. I don't want the feeling of no privacy. You aunties had been so kepo about my ex and me and now what? Salleh and me? Please lar, mind your own business. You think your children much more better than me? Dream on okay. Knn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being nice to me all this while, Salleh. I appreciated it like lots. I'm so contented that I have the thinking of it wasn't wrong to be friends with a bad person. Afterall, bad person won't be bad forever. :) You are leading me to the right path. Well done to you, Salleh. Two thumbs up! :) Anyway, I cooked for you today. Delicious right? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, SENTOSA!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7179843690221215269?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7179843690221215269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7179843690221215269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7179843690221215269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7179843690221215269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/fucked-up.html' title='Fucked Up.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZwM01-RVnI/AAAAAAAABgU/Eaub_YMpOzw/s72-c/DSC01316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-394606443059785460</id><published>2009-02-17T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:45:30.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s what life is all about.'/><title type='text'>Past, Present and Future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sometimes the person who loves you, was the one who gonna hurt you the most. At times, the words that coming out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;theirs&lt;/span&gt; mouth really kills you big time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew that I ever once being a bad person. I do things without thinking of the consequences and I don't care what people wants to say or thinks about me. Every of my mistakes, I have learn a lesson and I never do it again. I never betray those people who loves and care about me anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to be living in a world of lies. I did all those crazy stuff but I never smoke or take any drugs. Mind you. I always made Mama cried and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; to go to school to settle things off. I was once useless to them. I always wanted my parents to be proud of me but I never made any effort at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Now is the present and I'm glad I never create any vile problems no more. I have changed to a better person. Not to say that I'm already matured or whatsoever. Just that the matter of the fact is that now I know what's right and wrong. It simply works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was totally despairing for me to hear every single words of you judging me. Before you say all that, I'd already realize it and that's the reason why I have changed. Oh well, I know you didn't mean to hurt me and I know you will still be there for me. Just that, there's no need for you to judge me about my past. Freaking past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched the movie of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome Movie. Thumbs Up. You people should watch it and Brad Pitt is freaking Hot. He made me horny whenever I see his gorgeous face. :D He almost make me drooling. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like second-hand. There's nothing new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-394606443059785460?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/394606443059785460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=394606443059785460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/394606443059785460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/394606443059785460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/past-present-and-future.html' title='Past, Present and Future.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-9216510080841947382</id><published>2009-02-15T15:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:02:48.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZfKuOApHeI/AAAAAAAABgE/GYOtQMnN04I/s1600-h/DSC00996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302929981635632610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZfKuOApHeI/AAAAAAAABgE/GYOtQMnN04I/s320/DSC00996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to be sexy like the mermaid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading the story of Don't Even Think About It, all of the sudden I remember what shit I had been going through all this while. Well, the story is about new love, ex girlfriend/boyfriend and meddling. The story has a little bit similiar to my story and that's the reason why I borrowed the book. It making me keep going read it curiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realize that I had been going through a lot of difficulties. Sheeqah was the one who say it to me yesterday. She really make me realize big time. Thanks Sheeqah and I'm glad to have someone like you and the babes whom had been the greatest listener. Most of my friends really can't wait for our 1 year anniversary of Salleh and me. They're so excited till there's someone whom I can't tell who, gonna sponsor me a cake on our 1 year! I felt so honoured man... :D It's seems that it's going to be a special occasion. My friends are so excited and how about me?! Zillion times excited and nervous okay! Hope things gonna goes smoothly and perfect. Insya Allah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to work, work and work very hard now. I want to save money and get him something real sweet. Any suggestion what to get for him? Hmmm~ Still think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-9216510080841947382?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/9216510080841947382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=9216510080841947382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/9216510080841947382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/9216510080841947382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/realization.html' title='Realization.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZfKuOApHeI/AAAAAAAABgE/GYOtQMnN04I/s72-c/DSC00996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8999466383173292916</id><published>2009-02-15T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:47:12.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blissful.'/><title type='text'>I gonna be your Valentine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had the best Valentine this year and I didn't expect it gonna be hella fun! Thanks to Sheeqah and well, Salleh too. :) I swear I love both of them to the max! MUACKS!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302692701788059442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZby6tsiNzI/AAAAAAAABfk/WpnFdaL2Qzk/s320/valentine%27s+one.jpg" /&gt; Sheeqah and I went to Botanic Garden around 5pm plus and had a sweet date together. :) Only Allah knows how much I miss her and not forgotten Nurul and Fizah too. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302692700214415458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZby6n1WUGI/AAAAAAAABfs/mABDejo7-ok/s320/valentine%27s+two.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sheeqah for everything. Though you get those balloons from work, I still appreciate it and like the stranger said, Cute sey balloon tu! hehe~ And, hope you like the gift that I bought for you ya! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After Botanic, we went to Taka to chill2 and have some giggling session and talk about thousand of things. Lovely~ Then Salleh join us. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302692704214943522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZby62vJhyI/AAAAAAAABf0/8bYB5pqdaes/s320/valentine%27s+three.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for the fake rose! You know I want fake rose. Sweet lar you. Though it's just a stalk of rose, I still love it. You always make me happy. :) Oh, the rose can record voices. See some of his photos, he was recording his voice and said, I hate you! -.- So bad right?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302692710310922706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZby7NciydI/AAAAAAAABf8/XciL8H3ChXA/s320/valentine%27s+four..jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks once again for the lovely Valentine's Day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8999466383173292916?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8999466383173292916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8999466383173292916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8999466383173292916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8999466383173292916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-gonna-be-your-valentine.html' title='I gonna be your Valentine.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZby6tsiNzI/AAAAAAAABfk/WpnFdaL2Qzk/s72-c/valentine%27s+one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1101892959680998062</id><published>2009-02-14T12:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:30:47.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's.</title><content type='html'>Okay, in front of me there's two thing, a laptop and a computer. The computer is thrice as big as the laptop. Everyone in the house were looking at me and called me crazy because both the laptop and the computer are on. HAHAHAHA! Waste electrical sia this girl. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 11plus today and I can't wait to get my ass out of the house to meet my darling! Hehe. I'm sure all of the attached woman will be holding a banquet of roses and make me jealous. Like seriously, I will easily get jealous okay. I want to date with a straight guy with a dimple on his cheek and must be a hottie to give me a banquet of hundreds fake roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why fake roses??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, I don't want the roses to die. I want to display it at my room and keep smiling when looking at it. :) Sweet right. Eiya, you wait long2 okay? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get ready and buy for my darling something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE THE BEST SEX TODAY OKAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA!&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/6358129225519457622-1101892959680998062?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1101892959680998062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1101892959680998062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1101892959680998062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1101892959680998062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html' title='Valentine&apos;s.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5781961616437063782</id><published>2009-02-13T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:16:33.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just like a shot.'/><title type='text'>I make it hot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZRR2vC8IXI/AAAAAAAABfc/_iJREr0DtGw/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301952662105497970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZRR2vC8IXI/AAAAAAAABfc/_iJREr0DtGw/s320/DSC00130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I came back home late from work and I just washed up. Time Check: 12.22am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was totally broke and the day before, I told Salleh to bring for me some food from his house and guess what?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He really brought it for me&lt;/strong&gt;. So sweet right? What a sweet best friend~ We really spent our time walking at town street chit-chatting and singing like almost everyday?! lol~ Thanks Salleh. I didn't eat much nowadays because I'm more to exhausted than hungry. My chubby-ness seems to be decreasing. I just realise it just now when Salleh took a picture of me. So pathetic but whatever it is I love my job. :) I love making new friends and I felt so grateful that I can communicate well with the people whom I have been working with and I would like to apologise if I hurt any of you in any ways. I really didn't mean to, like seriously. No hard feelings okay~ Appreciated. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't wait to date with Sheeqah on Valentine's Day. Like what Sheeqah said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I'm so happy to celebrate v.day with my beloved gf!"&lt;/span&gt; Awww.. So sweet isn't? Valentine is not meant to be for your bf only hor! Your friend, family and whoever it is, is also included okay for Valentine. :p Sheeqah, I can't wait to make out with you! LOL :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, Happy Belated 11 Monthsary friend, a best friend I shall named. :) I can't wait for a year anniversary of friendship. Its gonna be hella surprise for me and I had some surprise for him too. :D March, please be fast aites. It gonna be the best March month! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5781961616437063782?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5781961616437063782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5781961616437063782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5781961616437063782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5781961616437063782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-make-it-hot.html' title='I make it hot.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZRR2vC8IXI/AAAAAAAABfc/_iJREr0DtGw/s72-c/DSC00130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1019683219879356131</id><published>2009-02-10T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:00:18.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perangai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perangai.'/><title type='text'>You, me and us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZGS-91DGsI/AAAAAAAABfU/vmdVmDjmaQA/s1600-h/drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZGS-91DGsI/AAAAAAAABfU/vmdVmDjmaQA/s320/drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301179846838393538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, that's the Marina Barrage photos. We didn't have any time to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; as we were busy drawing. It was fun man~ I love doing different kind of session. Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Salleh&lt;/span&gt;, what session coming up next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back home, I'm tired of walking and yes, we had a long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quarrel&lt;/span&gt; today. So obvious till my baby, Quiping saw me and call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ey, you at bugis ar?&lt;br /&gt;E: YA! how you know?!&lt;br /&gt;Q: I also at bugis.. Ey, you fight with Salleh ar? So ugly sia ur face when you're mad!&lt;br /&gt;E: Ya.. -.- where you?&lt;br /&gt;Q: At Rockery there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up, She's at MOS Burger. Babi you! hahaha! I hug her and yes, I miss her so much okay sayang. Happy to see her sia. Like seriously! We should go out and spent our time together at uncle's place okay?! GAGAGAGAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people saw us quarrelling. Okay, shall not elaborate more. Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working tomorrow....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1019683219879356131?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1019683219879356131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1019683219879356131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1019683219879356131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1019683219879356131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-me-and-us.html' title='You, me and us.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SZGS-91DGsI/AAAAAAAABfU/vmdVmDjmaQA/s72-c/drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7138944296318864596</id><published>2009-02-09T17:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:58:54.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy&apos;s Girl.'/><title type='text'>Baba Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today is Baba 48th birthday and I was the first one to wish him at 12am while the others were sleeping. I've been waiting for the time to strike 12am and wish him and my other friend a happy birthday. I'm so proud to be the first to wish them. Wee~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300734100615353682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SY_9lHv6VVI/AAAAAAAABfM/kC8s0FZnTn8/s320/baba.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baba, you've been the greatest dad that I ever had. You know me the best and most of all, I love it when you pampered me like a baby. You was the one whom have been giving me useful advices about friends, relationship and life. It was so logical and I want to be like your style. :) You was the one whom never fail to listen to all of my problems at 1am in morning though you're so sleepy. You never ever complain to us that you're tired cause of work to support all of us. You always smile to me whenever you're back home. A very sweet smile. You always keep all of my shits from Mama to prevent me from getting scolding. You're the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awww, Baba, I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you stay healthy and long living~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 48th Birthday Baba!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7138944296318864596?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7138944296318864596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7138944296318864596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7138944296318864596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7138944296318864596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/baba-birthday.html' title='Baba Birthday!'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SY_9lHv6VVI/AAAAAAAABfM/kC8s0FZnTn8/s72-c/baba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7958831275210169312</id><published>2009-02-07T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:50:50.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trauma go away.'/><title type='text'>That's it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SY082oOlJzI/AAAAAAAABe8/4mWhiM6TrQs/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299959245694117682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SY082oOlJzI/AAAAAAAABe8/4mWhiM6TrQs/s320/DSC00418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Fizah sleepover at my place due to work for the next day which is today. We have to reach work early in the morning at 6am. Slept for 1 hour plus and only god knows how sleepy I am and Fizah didn't even sleep. Rabak okay that girl. She didn't even feel sleepy and so fresh for work. Superwoman ar kirekn. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salleh and I have already went to Marina Barrage on the 4th of February. I've yet to receive any of the photos as there's something wrong with his internet connection. Like again I have to wait. How I wish I have my own digital camera. Anyway, we got Nikon digital camera for free from my Aunty. Brand new. She bought Acer laptop from Courts and get free digital camera and we get it free from her. Hope this digital camera works better than my Samsung. Well, I still want the Sony Cybershot! Anyone buy for me please? Pretty please?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just ate two panadol. I felt dizzy now and I update with half-eyed closed. Salleh asked me to sleep after I eat the panadol but I already sleep after I came back from work. Haiyah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7958831275210169312?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7958831275210169312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7958831275210169312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7958831275210169312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7958831275210169312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s it.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SY082oOlJzI/AAAAAAAABe8/4mWhiM6TrQs/s72-c/DSC00418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4281772900432167500</id><published>2009-02-02T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:48:50.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love.'/><title type='text'>Wee Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAK NOI AND ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298216048735652898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SYcLbNgpjCI/AAAAAAAABes/1T_TcHj2qnk/s320/lovely.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298216001674737442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SYcLYeMc9yI/AAAAAAAABec/xjSc6Vyu6O0/s320/camwhoring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298216026400999554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SYcLZ6TpyII/AAAAAAAABek/r5V0EefiN4k/s320/fullerton.jpg" /&gt;It was fun being with her and she really loves taking pictures with me! Thanks to her friend! :) Meet soon aites love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SALLEH AND ME&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298217136899805026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SYcMajPMz2I/AAAAAAAABe0/eoZt3dfz10Y/s320/beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went ECP last thursday to tan actually and too bad Sun hilang sia. -.- But we had fun singing and talk things out for hours?! haaha! Why you always make me smile ar? :) Silly boy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took video of ourself and it was hilarious! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy ya~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salleh is trying to be cool like forever?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no need to be cool if you think you're naturally cool, silly boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c326096445636ed5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc326096445636ed5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935303%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D549330F4C2B0799BC0224DCFADE3070A308AF035.80FC2F6AC2ECC16FFEE4E18DBA429D41ABEC6A03%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc326096445636ed5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1IqFQzwJnea77HKKMQ5-QWS0qnk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc326096445636ed5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935303%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D549330F4C2B0799BC0224DCFADE3070A308AF035.80FC2F6AC2ECC16FFEE4E18DBA429D41ABEC6A03%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc326096445636ed5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1IqFQzwJnea77HKKMQ5-QWS0qnk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As you can see, he lost lots of weight. You can see the differences by the post that I upload his photo with John Statham. Pretty much different right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what happens when you're being hard working. Workaholic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, this is me, Eiya. Sorry if I wore too over. Don't worry I will be wearing like this if I go to beach only. Like Duh! Haha! Mind you about my boncit! Asshole Salleh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d5dcf0f11cc4516" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d5dcf0f11cc4516%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935303%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D785126988798226D133BC095E153C5507118C213.2AFBE79243354F00EA9B1630F6E2159FC68AB3FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d5dcf0f11cc4516%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeOKP_QDgaa_tMyLtNMlIg7c3-jQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d5dcf0f11cc4516%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935303%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D785126988798226D133BC095E153C5507118C213.2AFBE79243354F00EA9B1630F6E2159FC68AB3FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d5dcf0f11cc4516%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeOKP_QDgaa_tMyLtNMlIg7c3-jQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As you can see, I have to "layan" with his attitude. He always disturb me till i get irritated. When I mad, he will say that I'm being attitude. Wth right! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't get the wrong thinking about the tent okay. We don't do any romance like what others had been doing in the tent. Pathetically Gross-to-the-core!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We'll be going to Marina Barrage and do some drawing session. I can't wait! :D :D :D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4281772900432167500?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d5dcf0f11cc4516&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c326096445636ed5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4281772900432167500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4281772900432167500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4281772900432167500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4281772900432167500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/02/wee-days.html' title='Wee Days'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SYcLbNgpjCI/AAAAAAAABes/1T_TcHj2qnk/s72-c/lovely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3749770493891904182</id><published>2009-01-31T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:36:02.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuking Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SYQ3N5MPUXI/AAAAAAAABeU/t5q6eAEQf7A/s1600-h/DSC00956.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ever posted that I gonna upload Zoo pictures when I already received it and yes, I already received all of it. There's 249 photos excluding Marina Barrage photos and I really lazy to upload it. If you people were to know my babes blog, they ever posted about Zoo and Zoo/Marina Barrage photos.. So you can view it at theirs blog. :) Sorry hor, Eiya lazy bum &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; nowadays. I've lots to upload and update. Salleh and Kak Noi are going to send me those photos they'd taken with me. Meaning, I have to wait like again. Lol. Luckily, Eiya can wait hor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Stay tunes with tons of photos, readers.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3749770493891904182?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3749770493891904182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3749770493891904182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3749770493891904182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3749770493891904182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/fcuking-random.html' title='Fcuking Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1458640624421123909</id><published>2009-01-27T23:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:14:05.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn.'/><title type='text'>Fun times change to Disaster.</title><content type='html'>Meet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Salleh&lt;/span&gt; just now and I never miss you already! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad posting about who I missed and some of them really make the effort to meet me. Sweet isn't? :) Thanks lovelies. To &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sheeqah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nurul&lt;/span&gt; and Cousin Lina, spare a time for me okay. I'm looking forward to meet you girls. Set a date, alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so overjoyed today. Thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Salleh&lt;/span&gt; for making my Tuesday fantastic. You're so funny and at the same time irritating too! I guess I can't be mad at you when you show me your idiotic faces &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;! And guess what?! We didn't even fight or had any hard feelings today! Kudos to us! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaa&lt;/span&gt;! Technically we don't take things too hard. :) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alhamdulilah&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to tanning soon and I really can't wait to burn my dead skin and get the dark tone colour which I always been wanting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The above post is yesterday's post. I update it halfway due to fire breakout at my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HDB&lt;/span&gt; flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Update: 28th January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The breakout happened when I'm updating my blog, Mama open my door and asked if I smell something burning. I didn't smell a thing but once Mama asked me that kind of question, I was totally felt uneasiness. So I make my way out of my room and check if there's something burning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After searching for the smell, the smell actually came from my brother's room and there's a little bit of smoke surrounding his room. So this is the conversation we talked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abg&lt;/span&gt;, the smell came from your room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brother: Ya &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;, maybe the switches?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Check &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brother: No, I think it's from outside our house. See, the smoke is from the window! You go and check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: You check &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;, I scared &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brother: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mama! There's a fire breakout at our above level..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All of us were so scared, we run here and there. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The flat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oppsite&lt;/span&gt; our block keeps shouting "Fire! Fire! Get out!"&lt;/span&gt; I see the reflecting through the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; flat, the fire is so huge!~ Just above my level! My brother and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; went up and knock the door like hell but there's no one at home! They knock the neighbour house and informed them there's fire. To &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; surprise, the neighbour's son still playing computer and don't know a thing! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Afterall&lt;/span&gt; their house is just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; the house which was on fire! Mama, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' brother, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayumie&lt;/span&gt; and me run &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;downstairs&lt;/span&gt; and there's a lot of people watching and shouting! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The house which was on the fire, getting more worst and the window breaks and those glasses dropped and it was fucking danger!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My brother and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; still at the block calling those people to come down due to that pathetic fire! I was totally worried like hell till I cried like nobody business! I shouted, cried, hitting this and that just because I fucking worried about my brother and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt;. The feeling was oh-so damn gross. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's my first time ever disaster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My house level is 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor, The level which was on fire 16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and then.... the fire caught at 17&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor! Thanks to Allah, that my floor and my grandfather which is 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; didn't caught on fire. All on the same row. Tell me, who will never worry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt; your house &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; burn! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to all the firefighters who did a great job and thanks to all the polices who were very concerned about us. Our street is really busy from 12 plus to 3 plus in the morning. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;padam&lt;/span&gt; kn &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;api&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;baik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kepe&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, my cousin is a firefighter and he was there too to put down the fire. He was totally worried too cause of the fire happened just below my level. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lols&lt;/span&gt;~ Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abg&lt;/span&gt; Jamil. :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; brother is still on his fear. He didn't sleep well and he keeps thinking about the fire incident. Thanks to Allah, he's okay now. He can smile now and talk to us. Hope this incident never happen again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We, family learn a new lesson, never be careless about electrical thingy and play with fire. It's not a funny issue, for goodness sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1458640624421123909?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1458640624421123909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1458640624421123909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1458640624421123909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1458640624421123909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-times-change-to-disaster.html' title='Fun times change to Disaster.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2690891160522625206</id><published>2009-01-26T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:15:28.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop creating stories girl.'/><title type='text'>The happy Moment.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for days. Been working for just 2 days only and it was a great start for me. Thanks to Fizah for the help all this while okay. :) I had fun working with those people and I really learn something new. Thanks to Wani for teaching me and thanks to Farina and Farisha for the great accompany and share stories about working. :) Appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Kak Noi and her friend yesterday after work at Marina Square to watch INKHEART movie for free. Thanks Kak Noi. We took lots of photo and thanks to her friend for being the photographer and he &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; a photographer. LOL! Can't wait to see the photo lar! Send me soon! Thanks Kak Noi for spending your time with me and I never miss you already! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Chinese New Year today and I would like to wish all my chinese friends a HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! Hope you all have fun and get lots of KACHING hor! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall stop here and chat with my beloved Sheeqah since she can online like everyday?! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2690891160522625206?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2690891160522625206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2690891160522625206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2690891160522625206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2690891160522625206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-moment.html' title='The happy Moment.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3022525823664213438</id><published>2009-01-22T17:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:05:19.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet soon.'/><title type='text'>Totally Missed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss reading magazine at library while other of my girls studying. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294048066587865890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXg8quDQMyI/AAAAAAAABdE/FIdq90jcJcU/s320/magazine.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss this girl making a lot of faces and say to her "Sheeqah, I hate that face!&lt;br /&gt;Lols. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294056532346563458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXhEXfdaa4I/AAAAAAAABeE/-PQhRQr2PxA/s320/beloved+and+me.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this girl making thousand of hilarious stories with actions and she know how to make my day wonderful. Good luck for your first day working tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294048071939492642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXg8rB_LiyI/AAAAAAAABdU/lbzlGugyJZE/s320/fizah+and+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this girl talking dirty with me and I really likes it. She always layan my merepek attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294048083603121170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXg8rtcAZBI/AAAAAAAABdc/u_AsU3oH0js/s320/nurul+andme.JPG" /&gt;I miss going out with this aunty though she always love to nag at me to do housework. Haha! I totally miss hugging her and being pampered by her.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294049977533296978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXg-Z84JcVI/AAAAAAAABds/gT9R0ImxP-o/s320/cakna+and+me.jpg" /&gt;I miss this bitch so much and it'd been months since I last saw her and obviously we had so much stories to talk about and I really miss we calling each other, Mummy and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294049983663211442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXg-aTtog7I/AAAAAAAABd8/-QnY0vA1Oko/s320/mami+and+dadi.JPG" /&gt; Ah, I miss this guy disturbing me with his gross face and make me laugh so hard. I miss looking his "sepet" eyes and call him "pendek". I truly miss you! :'( &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294049979283447714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXg-aDZan6I/AAAAAAAABd0/4X3l8wAaN2s/s320/salleh+and+me.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but no least, I miss my favourite cousin, Kak Noi! I don't have pictures with her in my new computer. Our old pictures is at my old computer and the computer is spoilt now. So yeah. I miss everything in you! I felt so secured whenever I'm with you and I miss you being concerned about me. Meet soon aites.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3022525823664213438?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3022525823664213438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3022525823664213438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3022525823664213438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3022525823664213438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/totally-missed.html' title='Totally Missed!'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXg8quDQMyI/AAAAAAAABdE/FIdq90jcJcU/s72-c/magazine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7118118879976233844</id><published>2009-01-20T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:36:52.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss you like crazy.'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXXO5Xldh-I/AAAAAAAABb4/RzM5SvKhlaU/s1600-h/DSC05782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293364422022891490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXXO5Xldh-I/AAAAAAAABb4/RzM5SvKhlaU/s320/DSC05782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayumie &amp;amp; Eyan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't you think the picture above is so adorable? They were concentrating watching cartoon and it's so unbelievable they wasn't fighting! Haha! They're so close, you know. Sekejap jek baik, nanti gaduh! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salleh is bringing me to Karaoke this Sunday with his work friends and I still thinking whether to go or not because I didn't know them that well even though I ever met them couple of times. See how okay Salleh. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bump with my secondary school friend at TTSH, his name is Shafiq. Omg! He getting more thinner sia! Like seriously! I'm feeling so gay okay if bump with my secondary school friends. Only god knows how much I missed them. We talked for awhile and he was like "Asal kau tk online kat msn siak!" Hahaha! I changed my email already lar! We used to be close last time and we always talk "cock" like hell! And he knows how to cook very well..! :D Waa rindu masakan lu ar dude! Baik ar lu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay for this one whole week I didn't get the chance to meet Salleh as he'd been working so damn hard nowadays. Too many work, too little time. :( I miss you so so so so so much and guess what? I can meet him on the very next week sia. Double sian. :( :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks Baba for repairing my Samsung Camera! :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7118118879976233844?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7118118879976233844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7118118879976233844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7118118879976233844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7118118879976233844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/random_20.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXXO5Xldh-I/AAAAAAAABb4/RzM5SvKhlaU/s72-c/DSC05782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1900285844860398044</id><published>2009-01-17T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:55:29.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stay tune.'/><title type='text'>Movie Freak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXG8IrYNspI/AAAAAAAABbg/H3okZeok8w8/s1600-h/Movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292217894406304402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXG8IrYNspI/AAAAAAAABbg/H3okZeok8w8/s320/Movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have watched those movie that shown up here. Bedtime Stories was awesome! I totally adore Bugsy. It's effing cute! Transporter 3 was a great action movie and Jason Statham really has a hottie body. More hotter than Salleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Jason Statham hot right! Awwww!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292220097999765938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXG-I8Z1gbI/AAAAAAAABbo/Y-pmIVsIXDU/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Salleh, you lose. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Haunting Of Molly Hartley movie was alright. Wasn't that scary, just that the sound effect that scares me. 3/5 I rated it. Haley Bennett's really hot and I love her la. Haha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I lazy to update actually. Maybe I will update again later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1900285844860398044?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1900285844860398044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1900285844860398044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1900285844860398044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1900285844860398044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-freak.html' title='Movie Freak.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SXG8IrYNspI/AAAAAAAABbg/H3okZeok8w8/s72-c/Movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-4983767009003630010</id><published>2009-01-15T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:49:08.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stay Strong.'/><title type='text'>Live your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SW4RBOJ7AJI/AAAAAAAABbY/-vPgNXd_Cdo/s1600-h/hamster!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291185324884164754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SW4RBOJ7AJI/AAAAAAAABbY/-vPgNXd_Cdo/s320/hamster!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eiya and The Batman Without Robinhood Hamster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time Check: 12.22am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's 12am plus and I shall post about what happened before 12am. It started with a bored day. I have to wake up at 7.30am to follow Mama and aunty to Geylang Market to buy kuih ingredients and I'm freaking sleepy cause I slept at 4am in the morning. 3 hours of sleeping and it's freaking not enough. But it's okay cause it's once in a while okay Mama. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today just blend the peanut for Kuih Kacang and Kuih Makmur and cook the pineapple for Kuih Tart. I didn't help much. Mama didn't want me to help even though I wanted to help. ACTION BYK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided to meet Salleh cause its been days since I last met him. Miss him okay and finally we met! We had so much to talk about and we really make use of the time though we meet for just 2 hours plus? We went for late dinner at Macdonald. Thanks for being a good listener okay Salleh. Your advices are so useful and I love your way. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My brother is so sad today due to something and he tells me some of the point and guess what? For so long I never see him cry and I saw it today! :( I can't bear to see any of my family members to cry okay. If they cried, I gonna cry too. He's the type who always keeps whatever feelings to himself and he will tell someone that he really trust. As far as I know the person would be Joon Wei and me, the others I don't know. I gave him a sweet and logical message. So sweet right, Eiya. Cheer up okay, Abang. You have me to let it out. I willing to listen and cry with you. Love you, Abang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-4983767009003630010?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/4983767009003630010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=4983767009003630010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4983767009003630010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/4983767009003630010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/live-your-life.html' title='Live your life.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SW4RBOJ7AJI/AAAAAAAABbY/-vPgNXd_Cdo/s72-c/hamster!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-7833088893503587041</id><published>2009-01-14T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:06:07.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanted you.'/><title type='text'>13th.</title><content type='html'>13th January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, here I am blogging while others are sleeping. Can't sleep early nowadays and of course wake up late and Mama will keep saying "Anak dare ape nie bangun lambat?!" Almost everyday she will say that. But who cares? Lols! I'm exhausted today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned with Fizah to meet at 1pm at Toa Payoh and yes, she woke up late and being in rush till forget to bring towel for gym. Thanks to my brother for waking me up. So nice of you~ I'm not late okay Fizah! :p I was early and went to library to return my Queen Mum book. And guess what? I didn't realise the date that I have renew is actually 7 January and the previous date to return is 16 December. So my mind twisted and I think the renew date is 16 January. Dummy Eiya. My loan getting heavier, i guess. Errr.. Went to apply job and the interviewer wasn't in and we need to fill up forms. Like again.. After done with it, head to Fizah's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Fizah didn't bring her towel, we decided to jog at the park at Fizah's place. Tiring okay~ I prefer going to gym like seriously. I walk more than jog. -.- Seems to be very tired. But it's okay, thanks Fizah for jogging with me. Love you~ Plus I get to see batman without robinhood hamster! Omg, it's so cute! Batman, you're such a sleepyhead! It sleep in its small house with tissue all over it. Cute or what?! Tissue seems to be something useful for batman too. Lols. I took pictures with it and I can't post the pictures now cause I have to wait for Fizah to send me and I know she's lazy to send me and give excuses like e.g: I'm not gonna online today. -.- Pathetic kn that clumsy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting Fizah, I went to see my precious cousin and my family too. I'm glad to meet them. Especially Eyan. Mummy Eiya's favourite nephew! He always come to me whenever I called him sia. He still remember me sia! So long never meet them, not that long actually. Haha. Abg Man texted me and said they still miss us. Sweet right. See, how much they love my family and especially me. The bond are so strong, you see. Don't worry cousin, I gonna visit you guys again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Mama and I gonna be busy cause Mama have to bake kuih for CNY. Alot of customer order from her and she's happy. Lols! Have to wake up early tomorrow and follow her to buy the ingredients. I'm excited! So, I gonna be busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-7833088893503587041?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/7833088893503587041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=7833088893503587041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7833088893503587041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/7833088893503587041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/13th.html' title='13th.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2722062269707573171</id><published>2009-01-12T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:26:45.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>Hello gorgeous world. Ayumie went back home today and I miss her now already. Errr.. I need her to kill my bored times and she was the only one who can really made my day golden. There's some changes on her now I don't know how to explain it but this is what I can actually say.. Whenever we bringing her home, she will automatically keeps herself noiseless and it really bother me. Usually she will turn to us, wave and say bye Aunty Eiya and Mama. I think whenever we bringing her home, she'd been thinking why she have to go here and there and I can't bear to hear if one fine day she gonna ask, "Aunty Eiya, why I have to move here and there? Why can't I forever stay with you, nenek, daddy and mummy?" I gonna be totally speechless, I tell you. But I have to stay strong and give her a positive answer. Nowadays, kids love to ask question and expect us to answer it. An answer which can actually make them feels right without being confusing. This is what gonna happen when a parent can't be together and let the children lives with a question mark. &lt;em&gt;One word to her father&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Brainless. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends is taking their O level result and good luck to you guys! Hope you guys gonna do it real well. And Rifaii, where's the hell are you? You never update me about your result. How was it? Don't tell me you're dead. -.- This Rifaii told me, he was oh-so nervous and he doesn't want to know his result till he can't sleep due to the result. Lols! Everyone feels that way, Rifaii. Don't be too scared. Don't be like a bapok. Hahaa! Ring/Beep me soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I meeting Fizah like again. Applying job like again. Laugh like nobody business like again. Going to gym after applying job like not again. Going to her house after that and see her hamster like not not again cause it's my first time visiting her batman without robinhood hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for our 1 year of friendship. Salleh said it's something that I'd been wanting and I totally have no idea of it. What sia? Haha! I can't wait for the surprises. I going to doll myself like a princess and become a princess for only that particular day. This boy really pampered me a lot and I'm wholeheartedly loving it! I never been treated like this before. Unlike my bloody ex, he's a no-brainer guy with unproductive ideas. But when I'm with him, I don't mind about it anyway. Drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gonna shine like a star, Ayumie. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2722062269707573171?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2722062269707573171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2722062269707573171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2722062269707573171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2722062269707573171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/random_12.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5686603246019088275</id><published>2009-01-11T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:26:10.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faster.'/><title type='text'>Unexpected.Monthsary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWodAfxjclI/AAAAAAAABbQ/1ZySyizf4lc/s1600-h/IMG_0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290072606666617426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWodAfxjclI/AAAAAAAABbQ/1ZySyizf4lc/s320/IMG_0745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Job hunting with Fizah was awesome and of course hilarious. You're real hilarious person, Fizah. I swear. Laughed about orange ping pong? Yes,&lt;/span&gt; your reaction was bloody blur. Even the worker also laughed and I can't keep laughing when I thinks about it. Thanks for making my Saturday fantastic. Appreciated~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The unexpected always made me keeps thinking of it. Didn't expected that such situation gonna happen. I'm so speechless about it and I don't know why you have to be jealous about it. Are you bisexual or what? Lol..! Whatever it is, that girl is still gonna be closed to me like what we used to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today is my one zero monthsary of friendship with Salleh. I'm glad we can go this far though there's lots of obstacle around us. Thanks for being patience with my gross attitude and whatsoever it is. Thanks for the concern too. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 10 MONTHSARY SALLEH! &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/6358129225519457622-5686603246019088275?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5686603246019088275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5686603246019088275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5686603246019088275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5686603246019088275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/unexpectedmonthsary.html' title='Unexpected.Monthsary.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWodAfxjclI/AAAAAAAABbQ/1ZySyizf4lc/s72-c/IMG_0745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5757507187279897746</id><published>2009-01-09T15:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:15:16.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWcGlMYNfcI/AAAAAAAABbI/lMSh4EeoT0E/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289203523417636290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWcGlMYNfcI/AAAAAAAABbI/lMSh4EeoT0E/s320/DSC00299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWcF4ygUW8I/AAAAAAAABbA/kdZwcJLbnxI/s1600-h/compile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hola gorgeous world. Life has been great though I haven't get work yet. Lol! I don't want to work okay! But I need money. Hmmph~ By hook or by crook, I have to get work. Yesterday planned with Fizah to accompany me to go for job hunting but we postpone to other day due to my leg. I fell down and my leg hurt badly. Badly till I can't walk properly. I was so clumsy like Fizah sia. Told my mum about it and she said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Good lar, you'd been going out most of the time and you deserve it. It means you can't go out with your leg like this. Bluek! You want to go out with your leg like that? Dah lawa2, jalan cacat!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pathetic right Mama! At least say something nice to me lar. -.- Since Mama said such thing to me, I complained to my dad about it. Ahhh... He show concerned. HAHAHA! He asked me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"How come you fell down?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"All of the sudden, my leg felt so numb. So I wan to get up and sit on my bed. When I get up, I feels nothing then I fell down together with the chair. :(&lt;br /&gt;"Alamak Kakak! You know already your leg numb, why you get up?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"All this while, though my leg numb, I still can move what. But I don't know lar how come now I can fell down..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Be careful next time okay Kakak..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Okay~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;" But Kakak, you fell down, who carry you up?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I carry my own self lar!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"HAHAHAHAHA! Kelakar ar kakak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walau! He show concerned already then laugh sia. -.- Lastly, I complained to Salleh about it. He straight away called me and said......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Baby, you okay tk?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"No, not at all."&lt;br /&gt;"Put some hot oil, so your blood flow smoothly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;":( Okay.."&lt;br /&gt;"Cian you, if I was there, I look after your leg like princess okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Awwww.... hehe!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mentel right Eiya. When someone say something nice, then happy. Attention Seeker sia this girl. Hehe. Ey, I love to pamper what! Bluek! Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring cleaning with Mama now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5757507187279897746?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5757507187279897746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5757507187279897746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5757507187279897746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5757507187279897746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWcGlMYNfcI/AAAAAAAABbI/lMSh4EeoT0E/s72-c/DSC00299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6716025165725795801</id><published>2009-01-07T22:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:57:20.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best making.'/><title type='text'>Eiqin love.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday met E&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iqin&lt;/span&gt; at town. We planned to meet at 4.30pm but both of us met around 5plus. So much of meeting at 4.30pm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt; E&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iqin&lt;/span&gt;. You power &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked around town and had our early dinner at Seoul Garden. E&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iqin&lt;/span&gt; treat me okay! Thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt;. If I work, I promise, I gonna treat you alright. ;) S&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hiqin&lt;/span&gt; tell &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haiqal's&lt;/span&gt; friend, name bird &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eiya&lt;/span&gt; don't want to be friend with a guy name bird! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;..! Sorry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288562110771336450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWS_OEEdlQI/AAAAAAAABaY/JHpz-_9fzvA/s320/DSC00003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288562127793970562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWS_PDe-XYI/AAAAAAAABao/8TUxBWZIEWM/s320/DSC00004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288562118934382226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWS_OierxpI/AAAAAAAABag/4epnxKGv4uM/s320/DSC00002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks love for the meet up and treat me. Appreciate it. I felt so comfortable being with you. You're such a true friend. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway today I had my day already and yours is on Friday. So good luck ar babe! Hahaha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6716025165725795801?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6716025165725795801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6716025165725795801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6716025165725795801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6716025165725795801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/eiqin-love.html' title='Eiqin love.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWS_OEEdlQI/AAAAAAAABaY/JHpz-_9fzvA/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-6386336501845027135</id><published>2009-01-06T13:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:02:57.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last forever'/><title type='text'>Outdated Wedding Photo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: thin solid; BORDER-LEFT: thin solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; WIDTH: 350px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; HEIGHT: 105px; BORDER-TOP: thin solid; BORDER-RIGHT: thin solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, ms sans serif,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you grow together till old age?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, ms sans serif,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Quiz Result: &lt;/b&gt;You are in deep love with each other. Both of you certainly have the spark to grow together in love, till old age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: thin solid; BORDER-LEFT: thin solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; WIDTH: 350px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; HEIGHT: 117px; BORDER-TOP: thin solid; BORDER-RIGHT: thin solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, ms sans serif,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have faith in your partner?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, ms sans serif,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Quiz Result: &lt;/b&gt;You need to develop more faith in your partner and your relationship. Sit down with him/her and share all your fears. You will remove a big load off your mind and will have a happier relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: thin solid; BORDER-LEFT: thin solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; WIDTH: 350px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; HEIGHT: 118px; BORDER-TOP: thin solid; BORDER-RIGHT: thin solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, ms sans serif,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Test your working style&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, ms sans serif,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Quiz Result: &lt;/b&gt;You are a fun-loving person who looks at work less seriously. Your co-workers will love you. Greater success awaits you, if you become more result oriented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been playing these quiz and some of it true and some of it is not. It was fun playing these quiz. Lol..! Still I don't believe it. Haha! Wasting of time sia this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got some outdated photos to upload. So, happy viewing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rahman &amp;amp; Shikin's Wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ceremony held at my place and it's like finally they're offically together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alhamdulilah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope they will last forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insya Allah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288054807281122802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLx1HTJvfI/AAAAAAAABYo/s8YWi82X2xI/s320/DSC02092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288054801702719426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLx0yhKD8I/AAAAAAAABYg/JfryEvqufPk/s320/IMG-0594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288054795968579730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLx0dKCCJI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Go1kRt9vFFc/s320/IMG-0591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288054790144510226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLx0HddyRI/AAAAAAAABYI/UZyceHh1rGM/s320/IMG-0601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288055812775301442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLyvpDpUUI/AAAAAAAABYw/s03groNEIRk/s320/IMG-0604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288055821073005458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLywH9-O5I/AAAAAAAABY4/oxwa3sng9a4/s320/IMG-0611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288055822284303778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLywMexLaI/AAAAAAAABZA/3Ax-ZK9DGn0/s320/IMG-0618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288055821639411010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLywKFA5UI/AAAAAAAABZI/7Yivw3yFKVI/s320/IMG-0620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288055826173896834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLywa-HqII/AAAAAAAABZQ/n0Lk6ppuhsQ/s320/IMG-0622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288056103797793122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLzAlM0IWI/AAAAAAAABZY/0vB7CXf-LcY/s320/IMG-0624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288056102700320978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLzAhHKCNI/AAAAAAAABZg/8M071IoeLcQ/s320/IMG-0625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288056110860608722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLzA_guJNI/AAAAAAAABZo/vZlEusUAb8o/s320/IMG-0627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288056110667017954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLzA-ykLuI/AAAAAAAABZw/8C5DK6NMmyE/s320/IMG-0628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288056114749859666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLzBN__Z1I/AAAAAAAABZ4/2Maq2lldtkI/s320/IMG-0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288056305040848530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLzMS45dpI/AAAAAAAABaA/XmQCiA-Aavc/s320/IMG-0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288056314329509442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLzM1ffLkI/AAAAAAAABaI/ZAMJfN1VMr0/s320/DSC02099.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I become the photographer for that day okay! Using Kak Ida's Camera as Abg Boy2 become the videographer. Lol..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got to go earthling. Meet Shikin soon! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-6386336501845027135?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/6386336501845027135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=6386336501845027135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6386336501845027135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/6386336501845027135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/outdated-wedding-photo.html' title='Outdated Wedding Photo.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SWLx1HTJvfI/AAAAAAAABYo/s8YWi82X2xI/s72-c/DSC02092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3355163972919521810</id><published>2009-01-05T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:21:40.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work it.'/><title type='text'>Conversation, Zoo and Marina Barrage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eiya!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes yes?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku mimpi sal kau smlm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh? serious? psl ape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tk nk bilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ckp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mungkin aku rindu kau uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau mimpi sal aku sal ape??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;entah. jap je mimpi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku tgh ckp ngan kau.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ingat ape. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau uat pe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tgk voguelicious vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bapoks?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha .. yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nk jadi bapok eyyy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leh uh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok pe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;hell no sia!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;ader konek uat pe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nk buang like wasted kan. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give it a try, dude. it gonna be hell fun. anyway your face suits to be a bapok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;try try try! jiayou!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahhaa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;hell no!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[faiy'] ten million dollar smile says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eiya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;weak ar lu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation with &lt;strong&gt;Rifaii&lt;/strong&gt; was fun and at the same time, lame. We always being lame, right Rifaii? Lols! Like usual, miss all those sweet memories in secondary school time. Dance classes especially. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went &lt;strong&gt;Zoo&lt;/strong&gt; with my babes and it been years since I last went to Zoo. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks Sheeqah&lt;/span&gt; for the free entrance. :) It's worthy man. We're so excited especially &lt;strong&gt;Fizah&lt;/strong&gt;! She'd been wanting to see &lt;strong&gt;Babi Golek-Golek&lt;/strong&gt; and thought we can see it golek-golek but too bad all those pig were plain lazy to entertain Fizah! Hahaha! See Fizah, even pig lazy to entertain you! Selenge ar lu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting part for me is watching those &lt;strong&gt;Hamadryas Baboons&lt;/strong&gt; being aggressive, loving, caring and of course flirty. We caught them red-handed sia, one of this couple baboon were making love! HAHAHAA! Doggy style sommore! Pathetically Cool..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever &lt;strong&gt;Sheeqah&lt;/strong&gt; saw any of the animal, the first thing she would do is to see its BALLS! Don't get her wrong, she wanted to see just because she wants to know whether its a female or male. Heh! And of course we can't deny that we gave numerous of comment of its BALLS! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurul&lt;/strong&gt; has been complaining about the shitty smell at Zoo. Zoo is smelly okay! But still, I'm okay with it. Hehe! Eiya also at times smelly what! Hahaha! And like Nurul said the Zoo smell smelly like Fizah! Hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went to Zoo, we went to &lt;strong&gt;Marina Barrage&lt;/strong&gt;. It's our first time going there. Yes, you people can say we're so outdated. :) Whatever it is, the place is really nice to chill and the view is awesome especially if you went there at night. The lights and environment were totally perfect! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salleh!&lt;/strong&gt; I will bring you there, okay! I die die will bring you there! We can go tanning at there also tau! LOL! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zoo plus Marina Barrage photos will upload once I receive all of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3355163972919521810?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3355163972919521810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3355163972919521810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3355163972919521810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3355163972919521810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/conversation-zoo-and-marina-barrage.html' title='Conversation, Zoo and Marina Barrage'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3265557051553121488</id><published>2009-01-02T16:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:17:50.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New url.'/><title type='text'>Ayang~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SV3NPlWvXKI/AAAAAAAABYA/mkZwtSfShM8/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286607205212052642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SV3NPlWvXKI/AAAAAAAABYA/mkZwtSfShM8/s320/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[a=33]Nurul[/a] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gf so hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[a=33]Nurul[/a] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be my gf can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[a=33]Nurul[/a] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[a=33]Nurul[/a] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nvm, sepet left u, i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[a=33]Nurul[/a] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean it la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayang is being so sweet sia today. Seriously. She don't want me to call her Nurul, she wants me to call her "ayang". Cute right? Lols! I love you ayang. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to go to ZOO with my BABES! Complete babes, i mean! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3265557051553121488?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3265557051553121488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3265557051553121488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3265557051553121488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3265557051553121488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/ayang.html' title='Ayang~'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SV3NPlWvXKI/AAAAAAAABYA/mkZwtSfShM8/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-9157950274136725013</id><published>2009-01-01T20:43:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:42:57.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brand New.'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Farewell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2008!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; year I would like to have a blissful life with gorgeous humans around me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; career with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; environment plus gain &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2009 is really a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; thing for my family as we gonna live just 5 of us back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoping I will stick on my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; resolution and make it come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last long friendship with my dearest friend and babes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2009, I want my this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; year a very lucky year and beyond compare for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salleh surprised me again. He bought Marina Bay Singapore Countdown tickets as he know I been wanting to watch the concert live just because of Taufik! Lols! I didn't know it till I met him and he show me the tickets. I told one of my babes that I'll be going there because I had a feeling that we're going there and it turn out to be true! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went there with Salleh, Salleh's Sis and Salleh's Sis's bf, Johan. I had fun though at first we're bored of waiting. Lols! But it turn out to be great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286320307016418450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzIT6SlxJI/AAAAAAAABWE/3zb8vBXvQww/s320/DSC01093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286320298453686306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzITaZE2CI/AAAAAAAABV8/YjqtWhzVbHg/s320/DSC01094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286320295048882306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzITNtTqII/AAAAAAAABV0/kViuk84W11k/s320/DSC01099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286320289173278050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzIS30dDWI/AAAAAAAABVs/vpYA6dUCUKY/s320/DSC01104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286320283399800018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzISiT8xNI/AAAAAAAABVk/6aRCl6o9k-k/s320/DSC01102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321660718010866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzJitOM0fI/AAAAAAAABWs/aU3q60e8hjw/s320/DSC01105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321647914362818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzJh9hkp8I/AAAAAAAABWk/mR3SSnkhiKA/s320/DSC01107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321641233778434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzJhkozBwI/AAAAAAAABWU/K2Q9w9zxmhs/s320/DSC01118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321648067917058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzJh-GLtQI/AAAAAAAABWc/MS1iHIA-FVM/s320/DSC01112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321639231165138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzJhdLVktI/AAAAAAAABWM/KgikQTi5Muo/s320/DSC01122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330427209055314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzRg-8ifFI/AAAAAAAABXE/vXuw6Z88lD0/s320/DSC01129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330420620553394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzRgmZt7LI/AAAAAAAABW8/A77cjtJ4M2Y/s320/DSC01131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330420005005090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzRgkG9ZyI/AAAAAAAABW0/GTcQEDNUaRk/s320/DSC01136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330430774009202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzRhMOfXXI/AAAAAAAABXU/dCFS_s3igjs/s320/DSC01125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330426188200866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzRg7JJe6I/AAAAAAAABXM/YABv2uhSv8Q/s320/DSC01127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286332693311039378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzTk41Wp5I/AAAAAAAABXk/nn5dW1oSY4A/s320/fireworks+2009.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope 2009 gonna be the best year of all!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286335079138440818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzVvwu7tnI/AAAAAAAABXs/TUgNf9crgNY/s320/DSC01149.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-9157950274136725013?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/9157950274136725013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=9157950274136725013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/9157950274136725013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/9157950274136725013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVzIT6SlxJI/AAAAAAAABWE/3zb8vBXvQww/s72-c/DSC01093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-8595722739540453311</id><published>2008-12-30T18:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:34:50.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shine like a star.'/><title type='text'>Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is my first day of work and it was suck to the core. I end myself early by just walking off just like that. I can't tolerate with that kind of work and situation. The manager didn't give me much details about everything. Fyi, I have 1 month of training and then I gonna work as Personal Assistant. Walk here and there with stiletto? It really kills me sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lunch time for me and so I decided to meet my cousin, Abg Man. He works at town area too as manicurist. I didn't ate anything for lunch due to mood swing and while I was walking towards Abg Man's workplace, there's one well-dressed gentleman came to me and promote me to become a model. It's not the usual model that some of you people get along the street at town, it somehow standard one named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;imodels International Pte Ltd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The guy asked me what's my age and he was surprise to know that I work at a very young age. When I heard that, the more I don't want to work! LOLS! After a short conversation with him, we gave a warm handshake and I went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lunch is for 35mins only! Wth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, the manager had some argument with the client and it really pissed me off. I had a big headache okay. -.- I told one of my colleagues I gonna be away for awhile to buy plaster due some blister.(padahal kat dalam beg ade plaster! hahaha!) Then... I gonna be away forever! hahaha! Run away from work and went to Abg Man's workplace and do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; manicure! Bastard sia Eiya! I swear yesterday is a freaking gross day for me. Seriously I hate that kind of position in an office. I want to do some work that is gonna do with computer and typing, not following that sickening manager anywhere sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Fizah for manicuring my nails and turn it out to be neat and nice. You really treat me like a princess sia. :) Thanks ey PL! Hahaa! Muacks! After the manicure, I went to meet Salleh at Ranggung. At first I don't even know where the place is, what I know it's around Sengkang. Then no choice, with my stiletto, I have to travel a far place. -.- Met Salleh with my empty stomach and heavy headache. Wth. He being sweet to buy for me some junk food as I don't want to eat heavy meal and went to Pasir Ris to play various type of games. Pool.Arcade.Bowling. Thanks Salleh to make my day wasn't that sucks afterall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter how tired I am, I still wanted to meet you cause I know you can somehow make my day brighter. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is Islamic New Year! So Happy New Year to all Islamic! Lols! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-8595722739540453311?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/8595722739540453311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=8595722739540453311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8595722739540453311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/8595722739540453311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-3544561778909688504</id><published>2008-12-28T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:35:16.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queeny.'/><title type='text'>Ham Ham.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVb_HnC1AsI/AAAAAAAABVc/KV81_L0Bx7I/s1600-h/538113664_cf9886a507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284691718970868418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVb_HnC1AsI/AAAAAAAABVc/KV81_L0Bx7I/s320/538113664_cf9886a507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday Salleh has been listening to my Hamster Story and seriously I'm not tired of telling him what kind of hamster I'd been wanting, what kind of cages for hamster, what's the best food for the hamster and so on. Hehe! He really gets sleepy when I told him about the Hamster Story. Lols! I don't care if you get sleepy, hunney. As long as you know I actively in love with Hamster now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizah I want to see your new hamster soon okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-3544561778909688504?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/3544561778909688504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=3544561778909688504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3544561778909688504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/3544561778909688504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/ham-ham.html' title='Ham Ham.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVb_HnC1AsI/AAAAAAAABVc/KV81_L0Bx7I/s72-c/538113664_cf9886a507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5825976028030381929</id><published>2008-12-27T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:53:18.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New career life with new environment.'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVYzOxe39WI/AAAAAAAABVU/_us_rjhu9oo/s1600-h/DSC06998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284467541659874658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVYzOxe39WI/AAAAAAAABVU/_us_rjhu9oo/s320/DSC06998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Christmas day itself, went out with him and had a fantastic day! Every single people who celebrated Christmas, dress up gorgeously and exchange presents to each other. How fun is that? People looking at me and thought I'm celebrating Christmas too and so they gave me a friendly smile and said "Merry Christmas!" With cheerful tone, I replied "Merry Christmas to you too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is coming nearer and I had a new resolution and I bet all of you people also have own new thing to do on the new year itself. 2008 has been rocky year for me but thanks to 2008 also for letting me met a lovely people like dearest friend and my babes. They was the one who made my 2008 wasn't that sucky afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is my 2nd interview and I can't wait to start work and gain experience. Pray hard that I won't do lots of mistake. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5825976028030381929?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5825976028030381929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5825976028030381929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5825976028030381929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5825976028030381929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-christmas-day-itself-went-out-with.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVYzOxe39WI/AAAAAAAABVU/_us_rjhu9oo/s72-c/DSC06998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2732234425332084523</id><published>2008-12-25T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:52:03.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s party time.'/><title type='text'>Merry Merry!</title><content type='html'>Received lots of messages from friends wishing me Merry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. Though I didn't celebrate but it making me enthusiastic about it, you see! Thanks to you people who wished me. ;) Have fun ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&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/6358129225519457622-2732234425332084523?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2732234425332084523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2732234425332084523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2732234425332084523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2732234425332084523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-merry.html' title='Merry Merry!'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1462317293797629712</id><published>2008-12-23T16:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:35:34.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting work soon.'/><title type='text'>Vivo &amp; Gemok.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went vivo with my incomplete babes. So sad that Nurul can't make it. Probably next week okay babe! I sayang you.....! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897342665888114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfJKZ0kXI/AAAAAAAABTs/uJbJGXBrQcs/s320/PICT8568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897332263976818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfIjpz_3I/AAAAAAAABTU/SOSx5U0ClpE/s320/IMG_1026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897342895184610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfJLQfWuI/AAAAAAAABT0/qEwH6mGj1C4/s320/PICT8569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897659921637506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfboRfIII/AAAAAAAABT8/AW2N4C2YZsk/s320/PICT8579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897665643194642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfb9lnKRI/AAAAAAAABUE/0aMFnHMq4AM/s320/PICT8580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897665969163074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfb-zVC0I/AAAAAAAABUM/7cSVtld04Qw/s320/PICT8582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898140722764930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCf3nZaHII/AAAAAAAABU8/xKz3AD4xmGk/s320/IMG_1018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897667701584706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfcFQXs0I/AAAAAAAABUU/BuPyu5U53V4/s320/PICT8583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898134180464690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCf3PBmiDI/AAAAAAAABUs/JBd5FlentyM/s320/PICT8595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898137852731330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCf3ctI38I/AAAAAAAABU0/nwGL53-2RPQ/s320/PICT8598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897670622346786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfcQIu_iI/AAAAAAAABUc/geTurpnVqAs/s320/PICT8589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898134203904562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCf3PHMMjI/AAAAAAAABUk/OM8FztbPXqo/s320/PICT8592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897336202928322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfIyU7oMI/AAAAAAAABTk/saJC63N_L80/s320/IMG_1040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897338355336098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfI6WGw6I/AAAAAAAABTc/vXenMqsdQCo/s320/IMG_1031.jpg" /&gt;It was fun to be together again. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fizah's Gemok died yesterday and it's obviously despairing for her. She loves Gemok so much okay. Plus, I didn't get the chance to meet Gemok sia. So sad right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282900089099014098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVChpBqgT9I/AAAAAAAABVM/0-OCBRASYIY/s320/gemok.jpg" /&gt;Fizah, please buy a new Gemok and treat it more well okay. You gonna be missed my us all, Gemok. Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1462317293797629712?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1462317293797629712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1462317293797629712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1462317293797629712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1462317293797629712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/vivo-gemok.html' title='Vivo &amp; Gemok.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SVCfJKZ0kXI/AAAAAAAABTs/uJbJGXBrQcs/s72-c/PICT8568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-217026497335069703</id><published>2008-12-21T18:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:41:24.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s lovely.'/><title type='text'>Yummy Dummy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282196581335600178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SU4hzfBKjDI/AAAAAAAABS0/cfW_d0IQaZg/s320/SSL20182.JPG" /&gt;Today is my you-better-sit-at-home day. Missed my beloved niece, Ayumie. Without her, I will be bored to the core and I miss her tiak-bye! Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AYUMIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, she can't let go her tunteng out of her mouth. When her tunteng get lost, she will come to me and say, "Aunty Eiya, tunteng?" Lols! Cute isn't? She's such an adorable girl. :) Be a good girl when you're grown up okay? Muacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nur Faizura Ayumie is her real name. See the beautiful world on 27th October 2006. My family favourite's girl and with having her with us, really made our family's life cheerful. She had been given full of attention and pure love from all of us. Love is what she need the most and whoever know her situation, will truly understand it. Pamper is obviously her favourite thing to do. A healthy girl with a cheerful smile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SU4lLVHvLRI/AAAAAAAABTE/erJn_I1tnX4/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SU4n5Zb6wuI/AAAAAAAABTM/zMwspiDQZPw/s1600-h/cool%2520kn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282203279986180834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SU4n5Zb6wuI/AAAAAAAABTM/zMwspiDQZPw/s320/cool%2520kn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SALLEH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy whom has been famous in my blog and everybody was like, that's salleh, that's sepet and that's the guy! And I gonna reply them, Yayaya, he was the one. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muhammad Salleh is his real name. See the gorgeous world on 5th December 1987. Real pamper guy with charming smile. A friend of my brother but not anymore but still, he mark my brother as his friend, a good friend. A guy with three siblings and the last child. No wonder he's so pamper to me. (-.-) A badly hotstuff with a creative ideas of surprising me. Afterall, he is the guy who never fail to make me delighted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway dude, when exactly you gonna bring me to &lt;strong&gt;Wild Wild Wet&lt;/strong&gt;?! And bring me to eat &lt;strong&gt;good food&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-217026497335069703?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/217026497335069703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=217026497335069703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/217026497335069703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/217026497335069703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/yummy-dummy.html' title='Yummy Dummy.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SU4hzfBKjDI/AAAAAAAABS0/cfW_d0IQaZg/s72-c/SSL20182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-2714648071252625098</id><published>2008-12-20T22:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:36:58.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty is what I have been wanting from you.'/><title type='text'>Feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'm having cold feet and I really want it to go away. The feelings making me somehow at sixes and sevens. It's so irritating, i tell you. It's so hard for me to explain it. How I wish I'm in heaven now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281894636909402066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SU0PMAYGl9I/AAAAAAAABSo/2pnjFJ3EOe8/s320/IMG_1749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry for stealing your picture! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having lunch with my dearest cousin, Kak Noi. It's been months since last I met her. We have countless problems to share. Joyful news and morose news, mixed feeling was there. Afterall, its felt so good to let it out to each other. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Eiya: Kak noi... Im glad to meet you today. It felt so great to share probs together. :) That's what cousin for, right. :) Hope we can meet again soon aites. Love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kak Noi: Ya it feels good to actually talk about it. I've been keeping in a lot about my family problems.. You take care okay. I'm just call away if you need anything.. Love you too babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cousin and cousin conversation. Sweetest. That's the reason why I label her as my best cousin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-2714648071252625098?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/2714648071252625098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=2714648071252625098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2714648071252625098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/2714648071252625098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/feelings.html' title='Feelings.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SU0PMAYGl9I/AAAAAAAABSo/2pnjFJ3EOe8/s72-c/IMG_1749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-5814331392318674592</id><published>2008-12-18T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:45:26.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving my loved ones.'/><title type='text'>Asshole Ex.</title><content type='html'>It's unbelievable that your says and promises seems nothing to us now. I didn't know all this while you're a sweet talker and your promises seems just to be for awhile? After 7 months of breaking up, I heard a news that you're attached. After I heard about your changing of attitude, I weep badly, didn't expect you would be like that. A guy with no sense of thinking now? Plus, it was fast to hear that you have someone new easily, while I still linger around with Salleh. Do you ever wonder why I didn't want to be in a relationship? Do you ever think that you're attached too fast after we had been together for 3 years plus? What kind of mindset you have now, for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had a long thinking period, I realise that I can't do anything now. Things seems to be happening too fast now and I still way far back struggling and I guess, I need to move on. Move on with my sparkling life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for being part of my life for 3 pathetic years plus, &lt;em&gt;Faierin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for the bullshit promises that you had said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for being junky asking me to turn a new leaf after you're satisfy with your life with someone new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;em&gt;Salleh&lt;/em&gt; for being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks for teaching me to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks for telling me what's life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks for being a good listener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks for being my dearest guy friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're someone that always give me the motivation to keep moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks to my &lt;em&gt;babes&lt;/em&gt; for all those advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks for all those laughter (it really make me free from vile problems.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks for all the hug and kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Being with you babes is something I really treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-5814331392318674592?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/5814331392318674592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=5814331392318674592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5814331392318674592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/5814331392318674592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/asshole-ex.html' title='Asshole Ex.'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358129225519457622.post-1010333944782813634</id><published>2008-12-17T22:00:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:33:11.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie, Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280759544282685474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkG0605ICI/AAAAAAAABRA/kmQPIFqeEn8/s320/2516436975_d758709ae6.jpg" /&gt;Watched Twilight and I'm in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Robert Pattinson. Hot guy but Brad Pitt is more hotter. For your information, Robert is known for his portrayal of Cedric Diggory in the fourth installment of the Harry Potter Movie series and Edward Cullen in the Twilight movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twilight, Best movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, I will update about the Chalet Celebration dated on 13th December 2008 at Goldkist Beach Resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's make the pictures do the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AYUMIE &amp;amp; AZUMIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775219780489858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVFWmzkoI/AAAAAAAABRI/LIMIlGLnOKs/s320/page66.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OTW TO EAST COAST. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775224552435058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVFoYhrXI/AAAAAAAABRQ/lhix6607THM/s320/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;REACHED AT THE GOLDKIST BEACH RESORT.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775226428884626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVFvX6BpI/AAAAAAAABRY/p81YtGIl5tE/s320/cats5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CAMWHORE MYSELF. Heh!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775228423605634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVF2zfDYI/AAAAAAAABRg/tcbpVtPQgkI/s320/cats89.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DECORATION-ING!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775500515326882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVVsbNO6I/AAAAAAAABR4/vPfJtgLN4ig/s320/preparation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ON THE DAY ITSELF ON 13th DEC IN THE MORNING!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775506025711490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVWA8_B4I/AAAAAAAABSI/6JI-U4Ssfsg/s320/the+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEET FIZAH, thanks for coming babe!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775506884472082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVWEJurRI/AAAAAAAABSQ/6Jf4-oVfa30/s320/with+fizah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE BIRTHDAY CAKE.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775502584887986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVV0IoOrI/AAAAAAAABSA/y8iw4di3KQc/s320/the+cake!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CUTTING CAKE TIME! HAPPENING!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280775493161908226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkVVRCA-AI/AAAAAAAABRw/dDpaClkYdsE/s320/cutting+cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280780728235995426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkaF_M8MSI/AAAAAAAABSg/EUZS7QeRV6k/s320/celebration.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CYCLE WITH FIZAH AFTER THE CELEBRATION! FUN!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280778317016409106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkX5otZJBI/AAAAAAAABSY/xDIIMrGCFH8/s320/13.12.08+049.jpg" /&gt;Sorry Fizah, if I'm too heavy for you to handle. HAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks Rifaii and gf for coming! Really appreciated. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, there's still alot of pictures that need to be upload. Too much pictures and I'm tired of editing. :D Hope you enjoy looking at those pictures! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6358129225519457622-1010333944782813634?l=brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/feeds/1010333944782813634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6358129225519457622&amp;postID=1010333944782813634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1010333944782813634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6358129225519457622/posts/default/1010333944782813634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandnewcontrivance.blogspot.com/2008/12/movie-birthday.html' title='Movie, Birthday!'/><author><name>Eiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707945909607341816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUZDC4LXeLI/AAAAAAAABQI/-6Qdl-1t9ss/S220/DSC04375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V1etpy0SxyE/SUkG0605ICI/AAAAAAAABRA/kmQPIFqeEn8/s72-c/2516436975_d758709ae6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
