<?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-8851667584639448936</id><updated>2012-02-01T07:50:37.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Place where I can CRAP.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1013374247180338358</id><published>2011-12-27T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:22:17.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and other drugs,</title><content type='html'>I can't handle the truth, can't take your honesty, can't face reality. No, not yet or maybe not at all. I just want to stay here, right here in this FantasyLand where all dreams come true. Yes, that's what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes the things you want the most don't happen and what you least  expect happens. I don't know - you meet thousands of people and none of  them really touch you. And then you meet one person and your life is  changed forever." - Love and other Drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1013374247180338358?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1013374247180338358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1013374247180338358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1013374247180338358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1013374247180338358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-and-other-drugs.html' title='Love and other drugs,'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5621765494761281486</id><published>2011-12-19T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:53:35.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Never forget that"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I can watch you for a lifetime, you're my favourite movie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can listen to you everyday, you're my favourite song :)&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/8851667584639448936-5621765494761281486?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5621765494761281486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5621765494761281486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5621765494761281486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5621765494761281486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/never-forget-that.html' title='&quot;Never forget that&quot;'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5350053997442913950</id><published>2011-12-11T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:32:39.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave some morphine at my door</title><content type='html'>I can totally relate to this:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bruno Mars - It will rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5350053997442913950?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5350053997442913950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5350053997442913950&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5350053997442913950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5350053997442913950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/leave-some-morphine-at-my-door.html' title='Leave some morphine at my door'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6124564824422978169</id><published>2011-12-11T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:17:17.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habit</title><content type='html'>I have this rather strange habit where whenever I talk to someone, I tend to pause for few seconds, or even minutes. It's as if my mind wants to wander somewhere else for a while. When I call out a person's name with the intention to talk to them, I pause, then I'll continue with what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this frequently happens when im talking to my dearest cousin, Fira. She will then annoyingly say "here we go again, 5 minit kemudian" LOL. This is just weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6124564824422978169?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6124564824422978169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6124564824422978169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6124564824422978169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6124564824422978169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/habit.html' title='Habit'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4863844570801384523</id><published>2011-12-10T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T07:31:11.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masak-Masak</title><content type='html'>Let's make some of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oreo Banana Cream Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BvD80L7brnQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Churros&lt;/span&gt;! my favourite, a certain someone introduced them to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Eng6zh_ha3c" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they yummy?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4863844570801384523?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4863844570801384523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4863844570801384523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4863844570801384523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4863844570801384523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/masak-masak.html' title='Masak-Masak'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BvD80L7brnQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-608306633093422638</id><published>2011-12-09T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T04:00:46.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We</title><content type='html'>Let's put it this way, we are on this ship sailing through the sea hoping to reach our destination, the Paradise. We have encountered several thunderstorms along the way, but we made it through the  journey so far. But somehow, still, neither of us can tell  if we are able to reach Paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-608306633093422638?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/608306633093422638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=608306633093422638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/608306633093422638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/608306633093422638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/we.html' title='We'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1812433590267542147</id><published>2011-12-05T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:54:59.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Moda o Fashion</title><content type='html'>Lookbook.nu is one of those sites where each time I look through the photos the fashionistas uploaded, I'd be green with envy. It never fails to keep me drooling over what they wear. Amazing how they could pull off an awesome look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion is an art, well at least for me it is. I'm always impressed with these lovely ladies, oh and the ones on Lookbook, they could even pose like true professionals! When I'm out to shopping malls or to the beach, my eyes will be drawn to ladies looking good in their casual or beach attires. Bright colours is exceptionally beautiful. You need to have that creativity in you and why I personally think fashion is an art is because your artistic expressions goes into mixing and matching the best elements and choosing the best shoes, handbags and accessories that could go along well with the outfits you're wearing. Mind ya, not many are able to make a fashion statement like some of them can! You need to have a 'good eye' for what's pretty and what's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't always have what I want, it'll burn a hole in my pocket. Thus, I'd opt for being a minimalist instead if I can't afford what I am eyeing for. Beauty is pain (ehem in the pocket ehem) and that's why I need to always have this question in my head before purchasing anything, 'would it be worth dropping the big bucks?' Hmm.. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1812433590267542147?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1812433590267542147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1812433590267542147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1812433590267542147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1812433590267542147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-moda-o-fashion.html' title='La Moda o Fashion'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1039546655906249655</id><published>2011-12-01T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T04:11:47.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W</title><content type='html'>Certain people enjoy writing as it gives them such enormous pleasure and that adrenaline rush they've been craving for...Errr, *krik krik krik* Well, I don't. I don't fancy writing. Writing is what I see as a dreadful process. I don't write as a hobby or to express how I feel. I prefer communicating my thoughts verbally rather than through writing. I only write when I feel like it and when I have the time. Having said that, I now understand why I prefer talking on the phone than texting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe that answers your question as to why I haven't been updating this blog for almost a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1039546655906249655?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1039546655906249655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1039546655906249655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1039546655906249655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1039546655906249655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/12/w.html' title='W'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-2057044485419480911</id><published>2011-11-30T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T17:34:43.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>I honestly can't wait for 2011 to draw its curtain. It hasn't been a good year for me. Things did not turn out the way I expected them to. I wonder what 2012 has in store for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2057044485419480911?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2057044485419480911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2057044485419480911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2057044485419480911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2057044485419480911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/11/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3851555880795815665</id><published>2011-11-30T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:45:33.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching</title><content type='html'>One of the perks of being a teacher is you're entitled to a number of term holidays and 6 weeks of school holidays each year. We deserve this break for the stress levels and workloads at work. And I believe no one shall argue on this because being a teacher doesn't mean we do nothing but teach. You have no idea that we are constantly faced with increasing demands from the government, we struggle to meet the parents' expectations and not to forget the clerical works! Blergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons why I love being a teacher (although I have always been in denial of this) is because I do not have to succumb to the same routine everyday. I have always tried to bring in different ideas, teaching styles and communication in each lesson. Well this is obviously because I teach in a rural area and trying to get the message across in each lesson is often an exhilarating experience. Yes, it is.  Imagine being in a class full of 4o violent kids who have no other  interest than to bring you down. It is your responsibility to educate  them, will you survive without patience and determination? And those moments where you feel like you're talking to the four walls because apparently English seems to be that language they hear  only as noise not understanding a word of it. School holidays is the only time I get to unwind and do different things. And I'm saying this because, my weekends have also been occupied with school activities. You can probably tell, because I finally have the time to sit down, and write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those Makciks that went "Oh, teaching must be the world's easiest job, you turn up at 12 and leave at 6, you can laze around and do nothing on school hols" YOU ARE WRONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3851555880795815665?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3851555880795815665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3851555880795815665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3851555880795815665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3851555880795815665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/11/teaching.html' title='Teaching'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8660538951411952451</id><published>2011-11-29T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:55:00.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years</title><content type='html'>Every single time that thought comes into mind, fear starts clutching my stomach and that horrible realization sinks in that if I do not end this, I'll probably have to live with the heartache for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years is long, anything can happen in 5 years. ANYTHING. A lot has happened in the past 5 years, many will be in line in the next 5. Sometimes I wish I could press the 'fast forward' button and I could at least take a peek on what life would be like when I'm 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what will I do, where will I be, who will I be with. But usually in the quietest part of the morning or the darkest part of the night, you're there on my mind like a permanent resident. How do I get rid of you? I hate waking up everyday with this thought, I'll end up repeating similar questions over and over again even when I've known the answers to all of them. Maybe all I need is a sense of assurance that can convince me enough I've made the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh man, why did I write like an Emo kid. This isn't the Anis I know. *happy thoughts happy thoughts happy thoughts happy thoughts happy thoughts* A mantra that usually works well when I need to take my mind off negativity :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8660538951411952451?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8660538951411952451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8660538951411952451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8660538951411952451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8660538951411952451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/11/5-years.html' title='5 Years'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3375647286615633908</id><published>2011-11-22T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T17:25:13.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Distance Relationship</title><content type='html'>Watching this got me teary-eyed (a little). I mean, c'mon, does these type of guys still exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aQgdxLRk6eY?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3375647286615633908?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3375647286615633908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3375647286615633908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3375647286615633908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3375647286615633908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-distance-relationship.html' title='The Long Distance Relationship'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aQgdxLRk6eY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3195989937299086923</id><published>2011-11-17T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T17:30:50.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish</title><content type='html'>I always thought she was a fool for being obsessed. But I guess now, I am a fool too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3195989937299086923?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3195989937299086923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3195989937299086923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3195989937299086923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3195989937299086923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/11/foolish.html' title='Foolish'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4424418670242486918</id><published>2011-11-03T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T19:20:11.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Mindsets</title><content type='html'>If you think Malaysia is clean, you haven't been to Ulu Tiram. When will these people here ever learn that rubbish is to be thrown in the bins and not anywhere on the streets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will they learn that Exam papers should be studied and not crumpled or being thrown away especially when you failed the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will they learn that wearing a Hijab isn't just a culture. It's about covering your Aurah and behave in manners that reflect the person you should be when you have the Hijab on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the girls learn that there are many better options other than dating Rempits? And practising Free Sex with them is an immoral activity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will they value education, start having ambitions to contribute to the wider community, not only to those in Ulu Tiram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will they realize that learning English is essential for their future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not here to complain but it's dissapointing that this is mostly what I see and hear from them everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4424418670242486918?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4424418670242486918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4424418670242486918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4424418670242486918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4424418670242486918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/11/sick-mindsets.html' title='Sick Mindsets'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1208099813938662179</id><published>2011-11-03T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:49:33.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to see and feel things from someone else's perspectives, positions. I have always been curious. When I asked questions to people, honestly I've never really felt satisfied with their answers. At the back of my mind I kept on thinking they must've hidden things from me. They must've lied a little to make me feel better or to keep me quiet and stop bombarding them with questions.  And after all of these happened and after all the answers people have given me, I still wake up everyday thinking "Have I been fooled? I really want to find out the truth" At times I do feel like if I could reap your brains open and read what's inside, I would do it.&lt;br /&gt;That's how curious I am. Ok, creepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1208099813938662179?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1208099813938662179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1208099813938662179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1208099813938662179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1208099813938662179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/11/curiosity.html' title='Curiosity'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8164162226640921258</id><published>2011-10-08T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:44:28.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If life seperates us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing I've discovered bout myself out of this break up is that I am a strong person. Never have I thought I'd be able to pull this off, but hey, I did! Now, aren't you proud of me? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life goes on and I should be moving on too but it definitely takes time to heal and I'm still recovering. Anyways, I'm glad I managed to dodge the bullet. And even if it hits me, it doesn't matter cos you know what, I'm bulletproof, baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Life's too short to be sittin around miserable"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8164162226640921258?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8164162226640921258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8164162226640921258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8164162226640921258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8164162226640921258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-life-seperates-us.html' title='If life seperates us...'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5000209974246152676</id><published>2010-11-08T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:50:59.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving out, moving in!</title><content type='html'>As most of ya'll know, we've already moved in to a new house like close to two weeks ago. I'm lovin the new environment, neighbours and facilities here, convenient to all of us. Our neighbourhood is only a few kilometeres away fr Taipan, the USJ business centre and our house is  also close to all kinds of restaurants. Malay, Spanish, Japanese, Indian, Indian Muslim, Chinese Muslim, Western, you name it. We've got them all here. We could go like, "Hey let's go grab bbq chicken wings fr Pizza Hut!" at 10.45pm! Oh and yes, we do have Pizza Hut within walking distance fr my new house. It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnd, our new neighbour, a Chinese family. One incident that scares the hell outta me was this one day when I was busy washing the dishes in the kitchen, the next door-Aunty just came out of nowehere and popped at the kitchen window saying 'Caaaaak, Hiiii!'. I swear I could see her smiling from ear to ear. God, was she trying to play hide and seek or whaaaattt? Lol! Considering her 'senior age' it was pretty weird to be seeing her so friendly like that. But honestly, I don't really mind. At least they're not acting up like some stuck up family who only wants to mind their own business. Maybe we could rely on these people to help us watch over the house when we're away for vacation or anythin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missin the peaceful surroundings in SS19 though. Cos it's never peaceful here. Busy busy place. But anyways, Hello USJ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5000209974246152676?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5000209974246152676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5000209974246152676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5000209974246152676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5000209974246152676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/moving-out-moving-in.html' title='Moving out, moving in!'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-885618841410097214</id><published>2010-10-20T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:18:33.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maaaannn, I dun remember when was the last time I actually wrote something on this blog. It's been a while. I haven't been a fan of blogwriting these past few months due to the massive amount of workload I had during practicum. And yes, I'm done with practicum and in an approximately 1 month and a half, I will have to say goodbye to the life as an undergraduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will miss every single thing about being a university student and I hope that it won't stop here. Thinking of pursuing Masters Degree next but only when I'm ready. Heard that the first year of working life as a teacher is tough. Well, especially if you're sent to a school in the rural area. Speaking of that, I seriously have no idea which school I will be posted to this January. I hope it won't be far away from my family and also my boyfriend. Oh, I have to stop being clingy! Oh no, I can't. Haha. At least not now or in the near future. I just neeeeed to be close to both my family and boyfriend. They are my everything, like seriously :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-885618841410097214?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/885618841410097214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=885618841410097214&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/885618841410097214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/885618841410097214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2010/10/welcome-back.html' title='welcome back!'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1141083954317718927</id><published>2010-06-09T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T07:23:26.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Girl: do u realize that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Girl: you havent been spending some time alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Girl: since you were 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Boy: what do u mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Girl: you havent been having ur own needs since u were 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Girl: u continued with another relationship after one ended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Boy: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Boy: i realise that a long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Girl: do u think u need some time on ur own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Boy: but i was alone for the first 9 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Boy: i am happy with u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Boy: so why spend time alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s : I couldn't be more in love with you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1141083954317718927?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1141083954317718927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1141083954317718927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1141083954317718927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1141083954317718927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/ym.html' title='YM'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4642280851182647261</id><published>2010-05-16T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T08:09:17.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, take note. please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will definitely be there when you're picking things up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But for now, I'm setting you free&lt;br /&gt;while I am hibernating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4642280851182647261?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4642280851182647261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4642280851182647261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4642280851182647261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4642280851182647261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-take-note-please.html' title='hey, take note. please.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-2211256402093776784</id><published>2010-05-11T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T04:50:39.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya bosan.</title><content type='html'>I know I shouldn't be blogging about this, but I need a place to let this all out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya dah bosan dgn sikap awak yg cepast sggggtttt perasan. Awak may be comel, but awak bukan the comel-est or gadis paling cantik di dunia. Ada baaaannnyyaaak lagi perempuan lain yg lebih cantik dpd awak! Tolong lah sedar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcamana saya bole tau awak perasan? Sbb, tiap2 kali awak cakap pasal ada org ni minat kat awak, orang tu, awak cakap mcm awak malas nak layan and blablabla but awak tersengih panjaaaangg je bile cite psl org tu (seolah2 spt sgt bangga and ingat awak org paling catik di dunia or maybe di malaysia). Lagi satu, bila awak di bandingkan dgn org2 yg lawa, misalnya klau ada org kata awak ni cantik mcm Siti Nurhaliza, awak buat2 lah mcm awak ni tak suka dibandingkan dgn artis tersebut. Tetapi pada hakikatnya, dalam hati awak berbunga2 riang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga tak suka yg awak suke memperlekehkan lelaki yg tiada rupa. Awak boleh senang2 je mengkritik lelaki tersebut dan menolak lamarannya. Sbb awak sgt yakin yang ada berderet lagi lelaki lain yg menunggu utk masuk meminang awak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pun tak tahu la mcmana awak boleh jadi mcm ni. Saya harap awak akan belajar sesuatu suatu hari nnt. Mudah-mudahan awak berjumpa dgn lelaki yg menepati citarasa awak dan awak akan hidup bahagia bersama rupa dia yg hensem or harta dia yg melimpah2. Saya juga berharap awak akan kekal cantik wlaupun lepas beranak 4 atau 5 (Saya ikhlas ni).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2211256402093776784?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2211256402093776784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2211256402093776784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2211256402093776784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2211256402093776784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/saya-bosan.html' title='saya bosan.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7733105552230431279</id><published>2010-04-22T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:39:06.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being back in Malaysia for good is really 'killing' me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                    &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;a id="status_star_12644463261" class="fav-action non-fav" title="favorite this tweet"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I just miss those times where whenever I felt like am in a terrible state of mind, I would walk around trafalgar or waterloo park alone, at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; And I'm feeling depressed now, with everything. Assignments, relationship etc. But I've just got nowhere to go. Subang's not a safe place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss how things were in Sydney. Crashing at your place everynight. Cooking and watching tv together while having dinner. A short but nice walk to MC, and sometimes making a pitt stop at the fountain to just chill. Shopping for groceries and continuously arguing on things that you were not supposed to buy. Having you come over to my house for brunch. Having you over for a 'mend-a-broken-heart' session (you know what i mean ;p), . Goodnight hug. And the list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how things are now, it takes me 15-30mins of driving to reach you or you reach me.&lt;br /&gt;But it is not the distance that made me feel this way, it is those precious time that we are missing out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7733105552230431279?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7733105552230431279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7733105552230431279&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7733105552230431279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7733105552230431279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2010/04/being-back-in-malaysia-for-good-is.html' title='Being back in Malaysia for good is really &apos;killing&apos; me.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7706889071523861149</id><published>2009-11-19T16:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:05:12.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>warm day</title><content type='html'>Out of all the days every year, the day that I hate the most is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I expected too much and it resulted in a dissapointment, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7706889071523861149?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7706889071523861149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7706889071523861149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7706889071523861149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7706889071523861149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/11/warm-day.html' title='warm day'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3651007038491853133</id><published>2009-11-13T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:46:15.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>daily</title><content type='html'>10 things I do when I'm bored (woke up too early when everyone else's still sleeping):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. watch lots n lotsa videos on youtube&lt;br /&gt;2. check out interesting places in Australia (for travelling purposes)&lt;br /&gt;3. check out cheap airlines fares&lt;br /&gt;4. going on facebook, twitter and blogspot over and over again&lt;br /&gt;5. looking for people to talk to on ym&lt;br /&gt;6. browsing through photos on E!Online for latest fashion trends&lt;br /&gt;7. check out online boutiques (and at the same time trying very hard not to spend on anything, which is always an EXTREMELY DIFFICULT thing to do, of course)&lt;br /&gt;8. gets very hungry&lt;br /&gt;9. procrastinate on taking a shower&lt;br /&gt;10. cleaning (sometimes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3651007038491853133?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3651007038491853133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3651007038491853133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3651007038491853133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3651007038491853133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/11/daily.html' title='daily'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8828254616847630201</id><published>2009-10-03T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:42:02.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L</title><content type='html'>Something is bugging my mind these past few days but I can't seem to tell it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Not even my mum, sister or boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;It never failed to bring me to tears whenever I thought about it, this has to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sitting here alone listening to water drops when it's raining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8828254616847630201?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8828254616847630201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8828254616847630201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8828254616847630201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8828254616847630201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/10/l.html' title='L'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7203325027692673289</id><published>2009-08-24T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:20:33.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmph.</title><content type='html'>I don't want to go back to IPBA&lt;br /&gt;I know what's waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7203325027692673289?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7203325027692673289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7203325027692673289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7203325027692673289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7203325027692673289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmph.html' title='hmph.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8075035449378005775</id><published>2009-08-02T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:55:30.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>takde title.</title><content type='html'>Hearing rumors from people around me saying that some of my seniors decided to quit the teaching profession made me feel scared, really really scared.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that what if one day, I would just get sick and tired of teaching, tired of dealing with students' behaviour and I'm telling myself that I can't do it anymore?&lt;br /&gt;That thought worries me A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could be having fun being in a foreign country right now, 'kononnye' gaining knowledge through  travelling, but do we realize that there's a huge challenge waiting for us once we step our feet back in our own country? Is teaching really 'my thing'? We''ll soon find out, I'm one step closer to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll do just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8075035449378005775?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8075035449378005775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8075035449378005775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8075035449378005775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8075035449378005775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/08/takde-title.html' title='takde title.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7823024807742455393</id><published>2009-07-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:29:41.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gedik, sikit.</title><content type='html'>Some people may think this post is cheesy and they dislike reading this type of post . So, I thought it'd be necessary for me to warn you earlier about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;: If you're one of those people, you can either close this window, or check out other interesting websites, anything will do just as long as you prevent yourself from continue reading. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when someone said to their partner, "My heart is with you"&lt;br /&gt;they didn't mean it literally&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night I had this strange dream of telling my boyfriend "my heart will always be with you, i'm giving mine to you right now"&lt;br /&gt;Magically, there was a zip on his chest and I unzipped it, and placed my heart in it.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was, I was still breathing without a heart and the heart that I gave to him had a ribbon on it, very fancy, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend was living with my heart and I was living with his. We sorta exchanged hearts. We'll skip, the part where he gave his to me (hehe, cos it would sound wrong in so many ways :P)&lt;br /&gt;And we lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the cheesy part....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;We're turning one soon, and I hope part (not entirely, of course) of what happened in the dream will come true.&lt;br /&gt;My heart IS with you :)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7823024807742455393?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7823024807742455393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7823024807742455393&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7823024807742455393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7823024807742455393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/07/gedik-sikit.html' title='Gedik, sikit.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-2809980991913040073</id><published>2009-07-24T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:24:59.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO!</title><content type='html'>Winter break is already coming to an end *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm ready for more assignments, no way, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I wish time can stop and resume whenever we want.&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, wouldn't that be nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2809980991913040073?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2809980991913040073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2809980991913040073&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2809980991913040073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2809980991913040073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/07/no.html' title='NO!'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3589812623432347555</id><published>2009-07-07T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:05:42.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>I was watching MJ's memorial ceremony on TV this morning and how Paris Jackson described her father brought me to tears. It was really touching. Rumours were circulating around how MJ mistreated his children but what his daughter said as a tribute to him during the ceremony was enough to prove that he was indeed a loving father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unfortunate how people can be deceived by having negative perceptions towards you whenever you made any mistakes. They were dissapointingly blinded by them.&lt;br /&gt;They always get their mind fixed to judging you through what you've done wrong and perceive you as an entirely evil person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should consider this:&lt;br /&gt;Try asking yourself, what this person has done for yourself in the past that you probably shouldn't judge him or her only through their recent actions. Balance out the pros and cons. It'd be a lot easier for you to forgive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many claims that Michael Jackson was a pedophile and that he was a child molester. When there was clearly no strong evidence that can support the accusations. And people despised him for that matter. These people refused to acknowledge the evidences that showed Michael Jackson has made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;major contributions&lt;/span&gt; to the world, through thousands of charities and uniting people through his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People chose to ignore these things when they were fed with wild rumours about MJ and that was really devastating. We should all probably view this as an example for our future actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although I may not be a huge fan of his, I still believe that what he did during his lifetime should be an ispiration to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" To you, Michael is an icon, to us, Michael is family" - Janet Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Michael Jackson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3589812623432347555?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3589812623432347555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3589812623432347555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3589812623432347555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3589812623432347555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8165658352071036381</id><published>2009-07-04T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:25:00.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving Australia in less than 6 months&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go back to Malaysia for good, but will definitely be missing Australia so much :(&lt;br /&gt;Will be coming back for graduation, hopefully *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't think I wanna stay in IPBA's hostel when I'm back in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Would prefer to stay at home if possible, and also if my dad's kind enough to let me use his other car to travel from Subang to IPBA everyday for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how things go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8165658352071036381?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8165658352071036381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8165658352071036381&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8165658352071036381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8165658352071036381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8159023145433516843</id><published>2009-07-02T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:40:33.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>psycho</title><content type='html'>People, you're living under her spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik lah I didn't fall into the trap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8159023145433516843?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8159023145433516843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8159023145433516843&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8159023145433516843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8159023145433516843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/07/psycho.html' title='psycho'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5504373015461283622</id><published>2009-06-30T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:00:43.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>****** **** (edited)</title><content type='html'>I don't understand why people are so into ****** ****?&lt;br /&gt;Because to tell you the truth, I am NOT a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, I didn't know that this post will lead to many different guesses to what ****** **** stands for&lt;br /&gt;Best lah buat teka teki camni (Influenced by Miza, haha)&lt;br /&gt;It is NOT Guitar Hero, people. I repeat, not Guitar Hero, NOT Rachel Carr either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should change it to **********, anymore guesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5504373015461283622?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5504373015461283622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5504373015461283622&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5504373015461283622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5504373015461283622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='****** **** (edited)'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7047299793942257755</id><published>2009-06-30T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:38:33.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was thinking of updating my blog yesterday but I ended up updating today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes, I'm here to blog about what the title says&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did, I jumped off the bridge, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I survived&lt;br /&gt;I bungy jumped, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faced the fear and embraced a feeling of euphoria by bungy jumping, wohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Skm_dS8HrCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NNfbUs15nAM/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Skm_dS8HrCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NNfbUs15nAM/s320/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353020142127655970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Skm_r3Edp9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/MThS1GGMxtw/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Skm_r3Edp9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/MThS1GGMxtw/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353020392344496082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Skm_9akAyPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/QLYjhu7lPbw/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Skm_9akAyPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/QLYjhu7lPbw/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353020693929838834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SknAW8L-axI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ffoMS9ZQ5NY/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SknAW8L-axI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ffoMS9ZQ5NY/s320/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353021132452555538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was an amazing experience, unforgettable, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7047299793942257755?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7047299793942257755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7047299793942257755&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7047299793942257755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7047299793942257755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Skm_dS8HrCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NNfbUs15nAM/s72-c/Picture+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-2810263975395798635</id><published>2009-06-24T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:00:51.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>I need to upload few pictures on my fb and on blog&lt;br /&gt;but I have been very busy these past few days, and still is&lt;br /&gt;Will be updating soon&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True, Ignorance is bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss Queenstown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a peaceful place to live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2810263975395798635?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2810263975395798635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2810263975395798635&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2810263975395798635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2810263975395798635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7774514297110931774</id><published>2009-05-31T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:41:11.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what you call,contradiction</title><content type='html'>I am now developing a feeling of love towards the assignments, enjoying every minute spent in writing thousands of words for the assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me great pleasure to be able to fill my freetime doing beneficial things&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I've finally come to my senses, realizing that doing assignments gives me the best feeling in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, assignments. There's nothing in the world that could light up my life, just like you did.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7774514297110931774?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7774514297110931774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7774514297110931774&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7774514297110931774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7774514297110931774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-what-you-callcontradiction.html' title='this is what you call,contradiction'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7821096574122512584</id><published>2009-05-24T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:52:12.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams do come true.</title><content type='html'>I would like to go to the moon&lt;br /&gt;But I just found out that a return trip to the moon will cost me around USD400,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, change of plan,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go on a trip around Europe, instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh tak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7821096574122512584?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7821096574122512584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7821096574122512584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7821096574122512584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7821096574122512584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams-do-come-true.html' title='dreams do come true.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4294108038419281321</id><published>2009-05-21T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:13:39.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>resemblance.</title><content type='html'>Isla fisher and Amy Adams do look alike, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 'Night at the Museum 2' today, and when I first saw Amy Adams in the movie, I thought she was Isla Fisher&lt;br /&gt;The smile, the hair, it looked almost the same to me.&lt;br /&gt;So I googled their pictures and here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://23.media.tumblr.com/TEJAaEy3Ik11xudiBOltdWX1o1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 300px;" src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/TEJAaEy3Ik11xudiBOltdWX1o1_250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left: Amy Adams, right: Isla Fisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now you agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;If you still don't, go watch 'Enchanted', 'Confession of a shopaholic' and later 'Night at the Museum 2'&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/8851667584639448936-4294108038419281321?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4294108038419281321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4294108038419281321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4294108038419281321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4294108038419281321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/resemblance.html' title='resemblance.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4342538540754945096</id><published>2009-05-21T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:22:42.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>splurge</title><content type='html'>I need new handbags and new tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just realized how much I missed shopping when I was standing in front of my wardrobe this morning and saw nothing new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss shopping. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4342538540754945096?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4342538540754945096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4342538540754945096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4342538540754945096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4342538540754945096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/splurge.html' title='splurge'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3396593661209946492</id><published>2009-05-20T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:56:54.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goin cuckoo</title><content type='html'>4 assignments and 1 test  (sort of in a row)&lt;br /&gt;before I leave for New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given an extension for Assignment 3 LING342 (supposedly due on 29th May but now, changed to 15th June)&lt;br /&gt;and EDUC390 (extended from 3rd June to 9th June)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy with the news, but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;we're going for the vacation on the 8th,&lt;br /&gt;so everything needs to be done before we fly off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gileeeeeee. Malas kot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3396593661209946492?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3396593661209946492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3396593661209946492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3396593661209946492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3396593661209946492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/goin-cuckoo.html' title='goin cuckoo'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-979388191163836789</id><published>2009-05-16T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:44:07.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>I tried to force a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;because the truth is, I'm still deeply hurt inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-979388191163836789?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/979388191163836789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=979388191163836789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/979388191163836789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/979388191163836789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7189123595689858178</id><published>2009-05-09T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:41:51.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful with double L,  Beautifull.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SgY-yM3Y49I/AAAAAAAAAHo/wIo_yaF7SEY/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SgY-yM3Y49I/AAAAAAAAAHo/wIo_yaF7SEY/s320/DSC_0067.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334019840834855890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autumn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will definitely be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7189123595689858178?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7189123595689858178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7189123595689858178&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7189123595689858178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7189123595689858178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-with-double-l-beautifull_09.html' title='Beautiful with double L,  Beautifull.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SgY-yM3Y49I/AAAAAAAAAHo/wIo_yaF7SEY/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5531013397557348003</id><published>2009-05-06T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:17:31.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break.</title><content type='html'>Why don't you learn how to let go sometimes, Anis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you never try, you'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just what you're worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it inside wouldn't do any good.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let fear stand in your way.&lt;br /&gt;Stop following what your mind wants you to do, start listening to what your heart has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that intro was a bit exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;I was just trying to convince myself to bungy jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jump will only last for few minutes je Anis, mesti bole punye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5531013397557348003?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5531013397557348003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5531013397557348003&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5531013397557348003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5531013397557348003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7489279802447846805</id><published>2009-05-05T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T03:55:40.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>Wow, I just found out that walking alone for 2 and 1/2 hours with different types of music blasting in my ears could really get me at a peaceful state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually walked countless rounds all by myself at the park just now (under the rain pulak tu), and I guess I should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it, it'll really give you a whole lot of space in your mind to just focus on yourself and reflect on what you have done to yourself and to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu, kalau buat tiap-tiap malam, boleh kurus ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurm.&lt;div 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title='wow.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5377306953210651224</id><published>2009-05-03T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:41:47.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook-ing is not healthy, people!</title><content type='html'>I hate Facebook&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to it, but I'm not a fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you, fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                                         -Lily Allen-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5377306953210651224?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5377306953210651224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5377306953210651224&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5377306953210651224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5377306953210651224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/facebook-ing-is-not-healthy-people.html' title='facebook-ing is not healthy, people!'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4442443438803683302</id><published>2009-05-01T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:32:28.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baik punya cilok</title><content type='html'>Nak cilok a quote from Irma's blog which is a quote by Marilyn Monroe. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is something that I shall bear in mind at the moment. I need this, so that I won't break down to tears that easily or I won't think that it is the end of the world whenever anything happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4442443438803683302?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4442443438803683302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4442443438803683302&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4442443438803683302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4442443438803683302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/05/baik-punya-cilok.html' title='baik punya cilok'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-743104520319842814</id><published>2009-04-29T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:24:42.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fall</title><content type='html'>No assignments for the whole week&lt;br /&gt;Not until the 5th of May, and that one is only a 500words essay.Pheww!&lt;br /&gt;So, I've got more time to relax and just chill now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's starting to get really cold in Sydney right now,especially at night&lt;br /&gt;I can sense that I will be despising the weather very soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get used to living with not-that-much money in my account now&lt;br /&gt;which means, no shopping&lt;br /&gt;and no window shopping too&lt;br /&gt;no going out to the city twice a week&lt;br /&gt;no eating out at fancy restaurants&lt;br /&gt;no movies&lt;br /&gt;and this has to go on until the end of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like this lah I will feel like&lt;br /&gt;cepat2 lah balik M'sia&lt;br /&gt;parents(financial source) are near,&lt;br /&gt;movies are cheap&lt;br /&gt;food are cheap&lt;br /&gt;I've got a car to go jalan-jalan&lt;br /&gt;and I also sorta prefer the weather in M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having discussion with my housemates the other day&lt;br /&gt;and we all agreed&lt;br /&gt;Australia's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;But it would be great to live here&lt;br /&gt;only if we have a huge amount of cash in our pockets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-743104520319842814?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/743104520319842814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=743104520319842814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/743104520319842814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/743104520319842814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/04/fall.html' title='fall'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-305555786465233081</id><published>2009-04-27T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:42:22.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>controversial.</title><content type='html'>I think I have this bad habit&lt;br /&gt;where I tend to say things that I don't mean out of anger&lt;br /&gt;I came up with ridiculous ideas when I'm angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have the bad-tempered-genetic running in my blood&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't usually lashed out on people, go on a rampage, shouted or yelled when I am angry&lt;br /&gt;instead, I cried and cried and at one point, all those absurd ideas started coming to mind&lt;br /&gt;and I will say hurtful things to people in a most innocent way you could ever think of. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;My family, boyfriend and close friends would agree with me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I didn't want this to happen either&lt;br /&gt;but this is sorta something that happened out of control&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, I didn't even mean all those things that I've said&lt;br /&gt;And when I no longer was on a mood swing, I will eventually said sorry to those people involved&lt;br /&gt;and they will say sorry to me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, if this happens to happen to you,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologise earlier&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, I will apologise again later after what I did to you&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry, everything will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-305555786465233081?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/305555786465233081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=305555786465233081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/305555786465233081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/305555786465233081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/04/controversial.html' title='controversial.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6428420183360788603</id><published>2009-04-22T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:50:41.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bengkak bengkak mata.</title><content type='html'>Betul cakap Nadeeya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Jangan gembira sangat nanti menangis"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreed. It's rather true.&lt;br /&gt;Few days back, I was, I would say, happy&lt;br /&gt;Jumping up and down excitedly&lt;br /&gt;and last night, I couldn't stop crying&lt;br /&gt;I even cried myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I was really sad over a small thing that turned out to be huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God definitely has His own way of determining how He wants me to live my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6428420183360788603?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6428420183360788603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6428420183360788603&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6428420183360788603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6428420183360788603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/04/bengkak-bengkak-mata.html' title='bengkak bengkak mata.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5084187809937324646</id><published>2009-04-20T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:20:34.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no kidding.</title><content type='html'>Some of my housemates and Alia are in Port Stephens&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are asleep&lt;br /&gt;or busy DBSK-ing&lt;br /&gt;And my boyfriend's at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oleh itu&lt;/span&gt;, I am bored. Like realllllyyy bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke too, no kidding this time, this is for real.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if i can survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only crying out loud will help. If only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah kan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this blog can already be dedicated to writing about my current financial condition and assignments&lt;br /&gt;Cos that's mostly what I talked about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boringnyee&lt;/span&gt;, and what a boring day it is today.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5084187809937324646?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5084187809937324646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5084187809937324646&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5084187809937324646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5084187809937324646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-kidding.html' title='no kidding.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1671803364342282952</id><published>2009-04-16T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T01:24:53.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohammad Asyraf Hafiz bin Shah Reza Noor Akhbar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SebrI3FzBHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nzWjZ0BP7go/s1600-h/asyraf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SebrI3FzBHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nzWjZ0BP7go/s320/asyraf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325202146871936114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this little boy's cheekiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Date of submission -&gt; 17th April 2009, Tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Word count so far-&gt;942 out of 2000&lt;br /&gt;Let's see,&lt;br /&gt;2000 minus 942&lt;br /&gt;= 1058 more words to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking out now.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1671803364342282952?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1671803364342282952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1671803364342282952&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1671803364342282952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1671803364342282952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/04/mohammad-asyraf-hafiz-bin-shah-reza.html' title='Mohammad Asyraf Hafiz bin Shah Reza Noor Akhbar'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SebrI3FzBHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nzWjZ0BP7go/s72-c/asyraf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8611338627017016250</id><published>2009-04-10T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:06:52.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're the' x', I'll be the 'y'</title><content type='html'>If you're the bed, I'll be the pillow&lt;br /&gt;If you're the carpet, I'll be the floor&lt;br /&gt;If you're the coffee, I'll be the cup&lt;br /&gt;If you're the tree, I'll be the leaves&lt;br /&gt;If you're the TV, I'll be the remote control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kept my blog hidden from public's view few days back&lt;br /&gt;Need to get my head cleared up&lt;br /&gt;from unneccesary thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I'm on break now&lt;br /&gt;I really need this time out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I am fine now&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8611338627017016250?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8611338627017016250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1265988568287481248</id><published>2009-04-05T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:51:03.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clouds</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I'll miss the most about Australia is&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clouds&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazingly beautiful sky with the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at these pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SdjAu17_G_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/pb1oyDEv_Ps/s1600-h/DSC_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SdjAu17_G_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/pb1oyDEv_Ps/s320/DSC_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214870723435506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SdjBr_Z1ZPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JILB7gEJH08/s1600-h/DSC_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SdjBr_Z1ZPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JILB7gEJH08/s320/DSC_0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321215921236567282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SdjCdtZFUZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EidyfoA2ovQ/s1600-h/DSC_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SdjCdtZFUZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EidyfoA2ovQ/s320/DSC_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321216775395037586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was absolutely no editing, photoshoping watsoever done to these photos&lt;br /&gt;You can never get to see this in Malaysia, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we're heading back to Malaysia for good already at the end of this year,&lt;br /&gt;(Not that I'm not looking forward to it, I do.)&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will definitely miss Australia for its breathtaking view  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1265988568287481248?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SdjAu17_G_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/pb1oyDEv_Ps/s72-c/DSC_0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6748588603136525857</id><published>2009-04-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:15:41.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ni hao ma?</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this just for the sake of getting my mind off the assignments for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) why does linguistic assignments have to always be so freakin hard?&lt;br /&gt;bencinye&lt;br /&gt;This time, we had to choose our own journals and compare them&lt;br /&gt;which makes things even more difficult&lt;br /&gt;It isn't easy nak carik journals yg bole compare&lt;br /&gt;i've changed the topic three times so far&lt;br /&gt;and doing this topic that i have finally chosen pun still stuck2&lt;br /&gt;ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why lah? why are u doing this to us Verna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I know I shouldn't be missing home so soon&lt;br /&gt;but I DO!&lt;br /&gt;especially when it comes to cooking&lt;br /&gt;mase cuti 3 months hri tu&lt;br /&gt;duk rilek je kat rumah waiting for my mum to come back and cook or bring back food&lt;br /&gt;heaven nye&lt;br /&gt;skg, no matter how lazy or tired i am, i still have to cook&lt;br /&gt;or else, I'll waste my money eating outside&lt;---and this should be strictly avoided atm, since i have to start saving for NZ trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Alia kinda introduced me to this online blog shopping thingy (whatever the name is)&lt;br /&gt;and i was unsurprisingly attracted to it&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with this one handbag and i've reserved it&lt;br /&gt;wait, didn't i just mention i have to start saving?&lt;br /&gt;hurm, takpe la&lt;br /&gt;satu je saaattuuu je, bole kan?&lt;br /&gt;n now im trying to find a way to make the payments&lt;br /&gt;sbb org tu x de pay pal la pulak&lt;br /&gt;haih&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6748588603136525857?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6748588603136525857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6748588603136525857&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6748588603136525857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6748588603136525857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/04/ni-hao-ma.html' title='ni hao ma?'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-982263207473860501</id><published>2009-03-10T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:22:52.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6.</title><content type='html'>I wasn't being tagged to do this.&lt;br /&gt;But this looks interesting. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Go to your photos folder in your computer.&lt;br /&gt;Go to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;6th folder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; of photos.&lt;br /&gt;Go to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;6th picture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; in that folder.&lt;br /&gt;Put the picture on your blog and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;description&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; of it.&lt;br /&gt;Invite &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friends to join the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SbdiX31J9cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hiooQfLIqPs/s1600-h/21122006%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SbdiX31J9cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hiooQfLIqPs/s320/21122006%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311822447770203586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's the description:&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken with a camera phone and so you can see that it's a bit blurry. The girl next to me in the picture is my dear friend, Amy who is now in Brisbane, Australia doing the same course. We were in Danga Bay, Johor Bharu somewhere in 2007 when this picture was taken. Her brother tagged along during the outing but he was nowhere to be seen when this picture was taken. I think he was probably on the phone with his girlfriend at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msg to Amy if u're reading:&lt;br /&gt;Bile nak dtg Sydney ni? you have to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 friends I'm tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1)Irmaliza&lt;br /&gt;2)Sarah Abdullah&lt;br /&gt;3)Alia Amirah&lt;br /&gt;4)Mardhiah Zaaba&lt;br /&gt;5)Jaja&lt;br /&gt;6)Zati MJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-982263207473860501?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/982263207473860501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=982263207473860501&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/982263207473860501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/982263207473860501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/03/6.html' title='6.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SbdiX31J9cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hiooQfLIqPs/s72-c/21122006%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3019283301647150775</id><published>2009-03-10T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:39:36.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>off-task.</title><content type='html'>I know I should be working on my assignment right now&lt;br /&gt;But I kept making myself occupied with trying to find the best deal for our trip to New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I just bought myself a return ticket to Auckland&lt;br /&gt;We're going on the 8th of June until the 21st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3019283301647150775?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3019283301647150775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3019283301647150775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3019283301647150775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3019283301647150775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-task.html' title='off-task.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-9158829299681251302</id><published>2009-03-01T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:00:19.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>try this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:ArialJawi;font-size:180%;"&gt;ساي دڤڠاروهي اوليه فاتين ﴿ملالوءي بلوڬڽ﴾ اونتوق منچوبا منوليس دالم بهاس جاوي دالم انتري ساي يڠ تربارو اين.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ساي سڠاج ايڠين منچوبا. هارڤ اندا فهم. تتاڤي ساي تاهو تمن للاكي ساي تق اكن فهم بيلا ممباچ انتري اين كران دي تيدق فهم توليسن جاوي.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بيست جوڬ توليس دالم بهاس جاوي اين. تتاڤي ساي سوده تيدق تاهو ايڠين توليس اڤ لاڬي.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;جادي، سكين سهاج&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialJawi;font-size:180%;"&gt;سلامت تيڠڬل.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u wanna try too, click here, http://www.ejawi.net/converter.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-9158829299681251302?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/9158829299681251302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=9158829299681251302&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/9158829299681251302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/9158829299681251302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/03/try-this.html' title='try this.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3999178124973374378</id><published>2009-02-25T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T03:22:43.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney and Sorry.</title><content type='html'>Like I said, my next entry will be written in Sydney, so as promised, here I am writing my latest entry in Sydney. Or Marsfield to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing my family members and cousins so much already.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice being around people who will always love you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;That's allright, 10 more months to go. I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'd like to say I'm really sorry to these two particular people. I think I may have hurt them in some ways, but I really didn't mean it (like seriously, plssssssss believe in me on this one, hehe). And I think this is the only way that I can actually communicate with you since one of you kinda ignored me when I tried talking to you today. I am deeply sorry and I hope we can still be friends. I need to see the smile on your faces. Let's make love not war ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3999178124973374378?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3999178124973374378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3999178124973374378&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3999178124973374378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3999178124973374378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/02/sydney-and-sorry.html' title='Sydney and Sorry.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6717478263371132217</id><published>2009-02-11T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:16:50.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>big smile</title><content type='html'>I have decided to just gather all my feelings of anger, hatred and annoyance aside.&lt;br /&gt;So let's just forgive and forget everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Peace ya'll ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been travelling quite a lot for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Went up north to Penang, Kedah and Perlis.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the East Coast the following weekend to Terengganu and made a brief visit at Kuantan.&lt;br /&gt;And last weekend was Seremban and Port Dickson.&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty long story how we ended up in Port Dickson (totally unplanned for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be travelling again for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to JB then Singapore then Darwin then Sydney starting from tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And my next entry will be written in Sydney, InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, I would like to apologise too to my dear friends in Subang.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I didn't get to see you girls at all before heading back to Sydney like what we've planned.&lt;br /&gt;My weekened was always filled with unplanned activities that my parents suddenly came up with.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just see you next year.&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;See you in Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6717478263371132217?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6717478263371132217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6717478263371132217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6717478263371132217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6717478263371132217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-smile.html' title='big smile'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-426290928973614049</id><published>2009-02-03T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:21:22.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this has nothing to do with my family or dear friends.</title><content type='html'>Im burning with anger right now.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like stabbing someone.&lt;br /&gt;Damn you.&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()?&amp;amp;$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could move to another country.&lt;br /&gt;Where no one knows my name.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows anything about me.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the life I used to have, very peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's impossible for me to go back to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, now I need a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boyfriend, do you wanna come with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-426290928973614049?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/426290928973614049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=426290928973614049&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/426290928973614049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/426290928973614049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-has-nothing-to-do-with-my-family.html' title='this has nothing to do with my family or dear friends.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-2121071794082486365</id><published>2009-01-30T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:47:20.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>please lah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm so sick of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I really am sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;Please stop the nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop listening and start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2121071794082486365?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2121071794082486365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2121071794082486365&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2121071794082486365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2121071794082486365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/01/please-lah.html' title='please lah.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8064200890336289956</id><published>2009-01-22T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:35:37.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderpets.</title><content type='html'>Apa yang penting?&lt;br /&gt;Kerjasama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wonderpets-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. So cute!&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/8851667584639448936-8064200890336289956?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8064200890336289956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8064200890336289956&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8064200890336289956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8064200890336289956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/01/wonderpets.html' title='wonderpets.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-2864805330205326848</id><published>2009-01-19T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:39:03.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser kah?</title><content type='html'>People often say that one can only be happy if he or she is doing what he or she loves doing.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that's true. I don't think anyone can live their life exactly like how they wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that you're a loser just because you envy some other people's lives which you think are more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;But if you learn how to love what you're doing, your life will be more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Be thankful for the life you have till the game ends, till the clock stops"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2864805330205326848?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2864805330205326848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2864805330205326848&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2864805330205326848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2864805330205326848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/01/loser-kah.html' title='loser kah?'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6472927523568946357</id><published>2009-01-15T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:47:51.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new.</title><content type='html'>I didn't think that I was gonna have a new year resolution for this year.&lt;br /&gt;But some things crossed my mind lately,&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about it every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Some part of me says 'just let it go' and some part of me says 'give it a try'.&lt;br /&gt;And I decided to give it a try since there's practically no harm in at least trying.&lt;br /&gt;So, one of those 'things' is going to be this year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few options which I can choose from in order to achieve this goal,&lt;br /&gt;Three options to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;Option 1, Option 2 and Option 3.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to say that they're all under progress, oh urm except for Option 3, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Need to work harder on that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Anis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6472927523568946357?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6472927523568946357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6472927523568946357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6472927523568946357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6472927523568946357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/01/new.html' title='new.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7608182617186558062</id><published>2009-01-12T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:57:39.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cakap-cakap kosong.</title><content type='html'>I just realized that my blog's profile picture made me look like I have a moustache. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biar je la&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 days is just too long.&lt;br /&gt;Too long. Too long. Too long!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it nemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*baby, baby, baby, baby, baby*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7608182617186558062?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7608182617186558062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7608182617186558062&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7608182617186558062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7608182617186558062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/01/cakap-cakap-kosong.html' title='cakap-cakap kosong.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-9003515385889866213</id><published>2009-01-07T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:15:24.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Manusia, jika dia bersifat seperti memiliki dan berkuasa, maka sifatnya itu sementara. Segala sesuatu di alam ini kepunyaan Allah. Apa yang dimiliki makhluk hanyalah bersifat pinjaman dan majaz (kiasan). Hanya Allah sebagai Rabb al-’Alamin (Rabb sekelian alam) dan mempunyai segala sifat kesempurnaan. Dengan sifat-sifat-Nya yang Maha Sempurna mengakibatkan seluruh makhluk bergantung kepada-Nya, memerlukan pertolongan-Nya dan berharap kepada-Nya.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may have all the money in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Some people may have the beauty that everyone desires.&lt;br /&gt;Some people may have an ever-after-happiness.&lt;br /&gt;And so they think they have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But believe me, if u're still lacking in fulfilling your responsibilities towards the Almighty, those 'everything' means nothing.&lt;br /&gt;None of them will be useful when the day your soul will be ripped off from your body comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya rasa diri saya masih tidak sempurna kerana&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be good in how I treat others.&lt;br /&gt;I may have not been paying enough respect to my parents or my family for the past 21 years of the life that I've lived.&lt;br /&gt;And most important of all, I don't think I have performed my responsibilities as a Muslim that well.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to make few amendments, maybe I need some changes. One day, InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia, mudah melakukan kesilapan dan hanya Allah yang memiliki segala sifat kesempurnaan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-9003515385889866213?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/9003515385889866213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=9003515385889866213&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/9003515385889866213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/9003515385889866213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-some-thoughts.html' title='just some thoughts.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6724711675997983478</id><published>2008-12-28T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:21:45.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a star.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like a star across my sky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Just like an angel off the page,&lt;br /&gt;You have appeared to my life,&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I'll never be the same,&lt;br /&gt;Just like a song in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Just like oil on my hands,&lt;br /&gt;Honour to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I wonder why it is,&lt;br /&gt;I don't argue like this,&lt;br /&gt;With anyone but you,&lt;br /&gt;We do it all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Blowing out my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got this look I can't describe,&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I'm alive,&lt;br /&gt;When everything else is au fait,&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt you're on my side,&lt;br /&gt;Heaven has been away too long,&lt;br /&gt;Can't find the words to write this song,&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;Your love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I wonder why it is,&lt;br /&gt;I don't argue like this,&lt;br /&gt;With anyone but you,&lt;br /&gt;We do it all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Blowing out my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have come to understand,&lt;br /&gt;The way it is,&lt;br /&gt;It's not a secret anymore,&lt;br /&gt;'cause we've been through that before,&lt;br /&gt;From tonight I know that you're the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I've been confused and in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it is,&lt;br /&gt;I don't argue like this,&lt;br /&gt;With anyone but you,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it is,&lt;br /&gt;I wont let my guard down,&lt;br /&gt;For anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;We do it all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Blowing out my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a star across my sky,&lt;br /&gt;Just like an angel off the page,&lt;br /&gt;You have appeared to my life,&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I'll never be the same,&lt;br /&gt;Just like a song in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Just like oil on my hands&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into this song while I was browsing through Irma's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love with the melody and the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;And the song sort of reminded me of someone too whenever I listened to it.&lt;br /&gt;Anis is in love with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6724711675997983478?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6724711675997983478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6724711675997983478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6724711675997983478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6724711675997983478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/12/like-star.html' title='Like a star.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3512025514860787164</id><published>2008-12-27T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T07:19:10.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update.</title><content type='html'>Hello people, I'm back from Australia and back from my trip to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;But wait, I'm not back for good yet as I have another year to complete in Sydney :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much to tell.&lt;br /&gt;Especially regarding my trip to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I personally think that I wouldn't want to live in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Living in a place like that for a person like me who speaks zero Japanese will be a lot harder than you think it will be.&lt;br /&gt;Going for a vacation on my own without having the tour guide and getting lost in translation really taught me some lessons.&lt;br /&gt;However, I still had undeniably so much fun in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;I got to learn few words as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gomenasai&lt;/span&gt; (sorry), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohaio&lt;/span&gt; (good morning), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sumimasen&lt;/span&gt; (excuse me) and few others.&lt;br /&gt;I got to experience living in a place where it was snowing too. It was extremely cold!&lt;br /&gt;I remembered getting down from the train in Sapporo and the weather was minus 6 degrees, I felt like I was walking in a huge Freezer. I couldn't even feel my fingers. It felt numb.&lt;br /&gt;And I went to several other places too and it was fun though it was raining non stop for the whole day when we were in Disneyland and despite getting really exhausted because we had to walk a lot while we were in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;I must have at least lost a kilo (pls tell me i do ;p) due to the excessive amount of walking. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..after nearly 11 months of being away from my family, I am finally home :)&lt;br /&gt;I have been home since last Friday, so today made it a week.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much have changed in Subang.&lt;br /&gt;It still looked the same as the way I left it 11 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ade la&lt;/span&gt; few changes but it wasn't that obvious.&lt;br /&gt;I got too see Asyraf too.&lt;br /&gt;He's all grown up now, didn't even recognize me when he picked me up at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;He can walk now and so you know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; how naughty he can be at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm enjoying every minute of being home realizing that time flies so fast and I have to make the best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going back to Sydney on the 15th of Feb.&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly on the 20th but classes starts on the 23rd and so I guess I should be back earlier and plus, I miss my boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3512025514860787164?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3512025514860787164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3512025514860787164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3512025514860787164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3512025514860787164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/12/quick-update.html' title='quick update.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6147034251142632977</id><published>2008-11-30T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:35:12.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hip hip hooray!</title><content type='html'>allright, now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;1..2..3..4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"FREEDOM!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Just imagine myself shouting that word at the top of my lung* ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with exams. The moment that I have been waiting for. Syiok!&lt;br /&gt;But wait, I still am freakin worried bout LING216. I think I did pretty badly.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Verna or Mahesh will still have at least some sympathy on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I still am excited&lt;br /&gt;Because next up are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanye West's concert--&gt;Gold Coast--&gt;Osaka--&gt;Tokyo--&gt;KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do u think about me now and then? Do u think about me now and then?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm coming home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And sayang, it's time to say goodbye.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take, Every move I make,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I told you I was gonna write this, and I did. hehe. And yeah, I don't care if it sounds jiwang to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's true, i WILL be missing you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/8851667584639448936-6147034251142632977?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6147034251142632977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6147034251142632977&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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impatiently) waiting for Monday, 01 December 2008, at around 12:20pm as only then I can finally shout "FREEDOM!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, back to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2129785633024655359?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2129785633024655359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2129785633024655359&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2129785633024655359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the world will love you.&lt;br /&gt;If you find that yourself is being loved today,appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;As for tommorow, everything may change.&lt;br /&gt;People will soon grow the feelings of loving to hate you instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anis Syahirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2874508549162221932?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2874508549162221932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2874508549162221932&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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center;"&gt;Sometimes when you do good things, people just don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do bad things, even the small ones, they're very obvious to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They're all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here I thought you were different.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6878908092754622437?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6878908092754622437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6878908092754622437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6878908092754622437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6878908092754622437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/11/humans.html' title='Humans.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7288353568211514494</id><published>2008-11-11T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:51:28.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bruise easily&lt;br /&gt;So be gentle when you handle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7288353568211514494?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7288353568211514494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7288353568211514494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7288353568211514494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7288353568211514494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/11/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-9089451781563014293</id><published>2008-11-07T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:39:04.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of assignment,mum and skin.</title><content type='html'>I've just submitted my last assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Pheww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sgt lega&lt;/span&gt;, okay!&lt;br /&gt;getting a 3000 words essay done in a few days was a completely exhausting experience.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'll never change, never learnt any lesson.&lt;br /&gt;A huge procrastinator, I still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been calling my mum that often lately.&lt;br /&gt;And she was worried.&lt;br /&gt;I explained to her why, and she understands, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, Australia's weather is very unpredictable these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kejap panas gile, kejap sejuk gile&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I always have to make sure I have my umbrella and cardigan ready in my bag whenever I go out.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balik Malaysia nnt&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be weather shocked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balik&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a hot, dry place(Australia) to an extremely cold,not so dry place(Japan) and back to a hot, and with a tropical climate place(Malaysia).&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how my skin's going to react to that.&lt;br /&gt;As you know my skin is very sensitive towards the weather change.&lt;br /&gt;And when I first arrived in Australia,for some people who doesn't know,&lt;br /&gt;my face was swollen.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the rashes and dry skin.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smpai Malaysia nnt&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak jadik mcm tu balik&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Penat woo&lt;/span&gt; having to deal with that.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even go out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know my blog is usually without any flow.&lt;br /&gt;But I just wrote whetever comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;And this is the end result of it.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-9089451781563014293?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3026519250592928880</id><published>2008-11-01T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T03:26:39.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>days.</title><content type='html'>I have another approximately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 more days to go till my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;37 more days to go till my trip to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;and 48 more days to go till I'm back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngee~&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days left to finish up my assignment which I haven't even started on.&lt;br /&gt;27 days left before my Finals.&lt;br /&gt;and 37 more days left to spend with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih~&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3026519250592928880?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3026519250592928880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3026519250592928880&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3026519250592928880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3026519250592928880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/11/days.html' title='days.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6058935119227433409</id><published>2008-10-27T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:02:31.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Phil.</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit worried for what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;"What have I got myself into?"&lt;br /&gt;Am I REALLY that HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;or am I just sugarcoating everything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6058935119227433409?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6018264353668600999</id><published>2008-10-21T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:23:12.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder to myself.</title><content type='html'>I think I need to start keeping track of my spendings.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting worst and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sangat membahayakan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I use the card when paying.&lt;br /&gt;And recently, I accidentally paid extra 10dollars for a dress because of my carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;I just swiped the card and didn't see the price carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Membazir gile&lt;/span&gt;. The 10dollars can be spend on Starbucks or lunch *%$3@*&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;And since I have spent almost AUD1000 on a one way ticket to Malaysia (which is a total waste of money &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;klau nak ikutkan&lt;/span&gt;),&lt;br /&gt;I guess I reeaallyy should be careful with my spendings this time.&lt;br /&gt;Or else, I',m afraid Anis Syahirah might get broke anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;and she will be dead too if her parents find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, it will be hard, very hard. I don't think I can stop shopping.Oh my, I think I need to hire a financial consultant.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I think I DO have one.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, so far he has not been doing a good job.&lt;br /&gt;Dear my financial consultant(I know u're reading), you need to work harder next time ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6018264353668600999?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6018264353668600999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6018264353668600999&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6018264353668600999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6018264353668600999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/10/reminder-to-myself.html' title='Reminder to myself.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4957594557470106754</id><published>2008-10-05T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:30:36.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asyraf turned 1.</title><content type='html'>I thought I was going to cry in the morning of Raya and while video calling with my dad and the family, but I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh,tipu. Well, I did actually.But it wasn't that bad. I did drop a few tears but I was happy to see my family's happy faces. My dad took me on a tour around the house, from the living room to the kitchen and that was when I realized that I miss maklong's nasi briyani. We always had that in the morning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepas dah&lt;/span&gt; get ready with our baju raya and all and while waiting for the guys to come back from prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND and... I just realized that by not celebrating my Raya in Malaysia, I will not be getting my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duit raya&lt;/span&gt; from the aunts and uncles this year.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ala, sangat tak best&lt;/span&gt;. I should've &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amanahkan&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duit raye&lt;/span&gt; to my mum. Like how Ms. Nadia Basri did. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I still had fun celebrating Raya in Sydney. Ate lots and lotsa foods. It was good though it wasn't exactly like the ones that we can have in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Asyraf turned 1 on the 2nd of October. Which was the second day of Raya. My family threw a birthday party for him. But he was having fever at that time. And so you can see of how unhappy his face is in these pics. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kesian&lt;/span&gt; him. I kinda stole the pics from Nadeeya's and Jaja's blog. Credits to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SOnmpTeSVDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uwuGZsoTu_A/s1600-h/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SOnmpTeSVDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uwuGZsoTu_A/s200/DSC01590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253984037580723250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SOnm_mgt-RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QC3CUmjziQ0/s1600-h/DSC09361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SOnm_mgt-RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QC3CUmjziQ0/s200/DSC09361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253984420648319250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SOnoDKcf2CI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nHnKkjxjaqw/s1600-h/DSC01588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SOnoDKcf2CI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nHnKkjxjaqw/s200/DSC01588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253985581345527842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4957594557470106754?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4957594557470106754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4957594557470106754&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1903933665321669646</id><published>2008-09-27T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:38:55.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing lasts forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Built a wall around my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never let it falls apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But strangely I wish secretly&lt;br /&gt;It would fall down while I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then the fact remains that nothing lasts forever, it hurts but it may be the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1903933665321669646?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-2590954281807777513</id><published>2008-09-25T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:41:20.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merepek.</title><content type='html'>Kenape la tiap-tiap kali i saw people talking on the phone with their mum, I will feel like I wanna call my mum too?&lt;br /&gt;And kenape jugak everytime I tak tau nak make decisions on little little things, I called my mum and burdened her with unnecessary questions?&lt;br /&gt;Pity my mum, she had to bare with my silly questions, complains and whines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, I think I know why. Maybe sebab I was used to calling her and kacau her doing her office works when I was in Malaysia. Tanye questions yg mcm tak penting lansung pun. Like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak masak nasi berape pot today?, wat time are you coming back?, anis nak kluar hari ni, bole?&lt;/span&gt;" and yada yada. And I think, by doing the same thing here, I won't feel like I'm too far away from her. I have to make myself feel like I am close to home. Kalau tak, I will feel homesick yang gile gile punye. To me, every decisions that I made needs her approval. And that is also why selama I have been in Sydney, I called my mum almost everyday. But klau I called her pun, we will only talk on the phone for 5 minutes or paling lame pun 30 minutes or so. And sometimes I called her just to ask a simple question like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak, do u think I should add in more garam dlam the sup cos it's tawar?&lt;/span&gt;". My mum never failed to answer my stupid questions cos she knew why I did it. Which is to keep myself from feeling homesick too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to what I did, I have exceeded my telephone bill for this month and I don't think I can call my mum everyday anymore.Not until the new billing cycle starts.Ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-2590954281807777513?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2590954281807777513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=2590954281807777513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2590954281807777513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/2590954281807777513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/09/merepek.html' title='merepek.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5881384716035271678</id><published>2008-09-24T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:44:33.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sincere apology.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry if whatever I said in my previous post did hurt anyone's feelings or leaving people to question certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am deeply sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't at all intentional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5881384716035271678?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5881384716035271678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5881384716035271678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5881384716035271678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5881384716035271678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/09/sincere-apology.html' title='a sincere apology.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6301480124283763426</id><published>2008-09-21T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:44:54.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>was lost but now,found.</title><content type='html'>i'm on my two weeks break now,yippee!&lt;br /&gt;have to start figuring out what should i do on the first week.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't think i would have any problems wit that cos i'm always so excited when it comes to planning what to do during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;no need to worry much for the second one, the second week of the break.&lt;br /&gt;cos we'll be having so much fun preparing for raya and celebrating raya too.&lt;br /&gt;made plans with my housemates &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak buat kuih raya&lt;/span&gt; n all, and the parcel that my mum mailed to me has arrived.my mum sent me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biskut raya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suke suke suke&lt;/span&gt;,though some of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biskut macam hancur skit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi takpe&lt;/span&gt;. most of them are safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, thanks to you (you know who you are) and few other people as well, i have been extremely happy for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;oh god, let it stay this way please.&lt;br /&gt;don't ever take these happiness away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-6301480124283763426?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6301480124283763426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6301480124283763426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6301480124283763426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6301480124283763426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/09/was-lost-but-nowfound.html' title='was lost but now,found.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8825941292143985780</id><published>2008-09-09T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:37:14.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan &amp; Eid.</title><content type='html'>I will not be updating on MFEST. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malas&lt;/span&gt;. You can check out the pics on my facebook. Let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood for raya.&lt;br /&gt;So, let's now talk about Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walaupun&lt;/span&gt; we have only been fasting for a week and a half.&lt;br /&gt;A long way to go, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Urgghh.. I just hate the feelings of being thousands of miles away from home during the fasting month and raya. I need my family. Even when I was in Ipba I went back as often as I could during Ramadhan and that's probably why I'm feeling very homesick right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rindu nak sahur, bukak puasa and terawih&lt;/span&gt; with the family. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sangat sangat rindu&lt;/span&gt;. By this time, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selalunya&lt;/span&gt; I have gone shopping for raya clothes with my sisters and help my mum choose which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuih raya nak beli&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi&lt;/span&gt;, since I'm here, all alone here, it feels like everything is incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, that's allright I guess. This is a once in a lifetime experience. Or maybe twice cos I will be celebrating Raya twice in Sydney. It will most probably be okay. Just that I think I will be bursting into tears in the morning of Eid. A horrible one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, I miss my family including my relatives too. I know you guys are reading. And oh yeah, I was touched when some of you told me that you did not realize of how much you missed me until you saw my pic in the newspaper, the Salam Perantauan thingy. Haha, that sounds mean. But, wth, I miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dalam dingin subuh hatiku terusik kenang nasib diri di rantauan, bergema takbir raya menitis air mata, terbayang suasana permai desa, rindu hati ini inginku kembali, pada ayah bunda dan saudara"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-8825941292143985780?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8825941292143985780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8825941292143985780&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8825941292143985780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8825941292143985780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadhan-eid.html' title='Ramadhan &amp; Eid.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3344860069721107817</id><published>2008-09-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:51:27.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quit playing games with my heart.</title><content type='html'>Watched the first episode of Gossip Girls Season 2. Just wanna share with you one of my favorite line from Blair to Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"3 words 8 letters, say it and I'm yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Chuck didn't say it. After all the chances Blair gave to him, he did NOT say it. I bet it was his ego that made him refuse to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Dear you, I guess you have left such a huge impact on me and I did not realize it all this while. What you said made me realize how I felt for you. But what you said made me realize how I should not feel that way towards you too and maybe that's why I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3344860069721107817?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3344860069721107817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3344860069721107817&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3344860069721107817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3344860069721107817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/09/quit-playing-games-with-my-heart.html' title='quit playing games with my heart.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-894250210931517326</id><published>2008-08-28T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:19:45.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a busy week.</title><content type='html'>MFEST is this Sunday. Gosh, how time flies. I'm very worried actually. I haven't memorized the dance steps. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bagai nak gile&lt;/span&gt; already having to memorize the steps, completing assignments, attending lectures, tutes and I even have to finish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganti-ing&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puase &lt;/span&gt;(should have done this earlier, i know). All these are done in a week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah la&lt;/span&gt; the assignment was freakin hard. I mean, It may not be difficult for the locals but it was extremely difficult for us, Malaysians. I think I was just crapping all the way in my assignment and I was hoping to get at least a credit in that. How irrational is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I seriously can't wait for MFEST to be over. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cepat la habis&lt;/span&gt;! haih. Not that I'm not excited to be part of it. I am. I was kinda looking forward for it too. But it's just that I hate the feelings of insecure, the fact that I haven't memorize the steps and all. Tapi, with god's willing, I'm sure it will be okay. Everything will go on smoothly. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, to those reading, wish me luck for everything =) tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-894250210931517326?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/894250210931517326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=894250210931517326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/894250210931517326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/894250210931517326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-week.html' title='a busy week.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7711877348192182329</id><published>2008-08-19T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:14:38.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Bisa.</title><content type='html'>Remember I said in my previous post that I was not really looking forward for the concert? Well, I changed my mind. I had fun! though I almost lost my voice for screaming too much and I hurt my feet for standing too long and for dancing like crazy . The concert was awesome. I am now officially a huge fan of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewa19&lt;/span&gt;. They were really good. But too bad that Dewa only played like 6 songs. They should have more. Since Dewa was the band that the audience were waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SKt2Fgz_0jI/AAAAAAAAADY/9I-OQjJ0hCU/s1600-h/P8170158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SKt2Fgz_0jI/AAAAAAAAADY/9I-OQjJ0hCU/s200/P8170158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236408828827783730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad Dhani and Once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SKt3clEkvEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZCi1blY_b9s/s1600-h/P8170089.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andra and the backbone&lt;/span&gt; too.  Their songs are nice. My favourite is 'Sempurna'. And owh yeah, I'm in love with the bassist, his name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kinoy&lt;/span&gt; =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SKt3clEkvEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZCi1blY_b9s/s1600-h/P8170089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SKt3clEkvEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZCi1blY_b9s/s200/P8170089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236410324619672642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried google-ing for more of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kinoy&lt;/span&gt;'s pics actually. Tapi tak jumpe =( Maybe he's not that famous back in Indonesia kot. But he's so cute. kan2? hehe. And the song entitled 'Main Hati' was based on his own experience. He wrote that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pics of the concert on my facebook. Do check them out. Till then. taa~&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/8851667584639448936-7711877348192182329?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7711877348192182329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7711877348192182329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7711877348192182329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7711877348192182329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/08/indonesia-bisa.html' title='Indonesia Bisa.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SKt2Fgz_0jI/AAAAAAAAADY/9I-OQjJ0hCU/s72-c/P8170158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4888290605359832275</id><published>2008-08-13T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:07:27.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updating.</title><content type='html'>mari kite berblogging! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't done this in a while. been busy with job hunting, classes, dance practice, assignments and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only came up with the idea nak keje a few weeks ago. I never wanted to work. I have always been lazy. Most people were surprised when I told them about it. But I don't know why, tetibe je rase macam nak keje. And it isn't just because of the money. I'm aiming for something else actually, something I can't tell. And so I applied for the working visa and started applying for lots and lots of work. Still waiting for the response. Klau ade rezeki ade la. Klau takde pun takpe kot. I dun really mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I hate EDUC265. FYI, this is one of the subject that we have to take up for this semester. It's basically about the Australian educational system and honestly i still am a bit blur about the whole thing that we have to learn in that subject. but nvm, i'll make sure that i'll be able to pull it off. wish me luck ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life for the past two weeks since class started have been very tiring, boring and there are days that I felt happy, too happy. and there are also days that I felt sad, really sad. So balance la dua-dua. and thankfully, I'm still sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Dewa's concert this sunday. Yup, Dewa's coming to Sydney. It wont be only Dewa performing. There will be other bands as well. They're all Indonesians. I don't know any of them. and I guess that is why i don't feel like i am really looking forward for the concert. Tapi takpe la. paid for the ticket already. So, I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mfest. on the 31st. I really can't wait for it to be over. We have an assignment to be submitted on the 28th, Mfest is on the 31st, and another assignment have to be submitted on the 2nd of september. Sangat packed la everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish life wouldn't have to be this complicated. But what to do kan? Life is not what you call life if it's without a single challenge =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4888290605359832275?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4888290605359832275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4888290605359832275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4888290605359832275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4888290605359832275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/08/updating.html' title='updating.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1701580016640895864</id><published>2008-08-07T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T04:48:49.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tears ='(</title><content type='html'>today was a very very bad day.&lt;br /&gt;all the bad things just happened all at once.&lt;br /&gt;why oh why?&lt;br /&gt;i think i regretted what i did when i know i shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;but it just seems to me like all the hard work wasn't being paid off well.&lt;br /&gt;like it wasn't being appreciated like how i expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedihnyeeee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1701580016640895864?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1701580016640895864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1701580016640895864&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1701580016640895864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1701580016640895864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/08/tears.html' title='tears =&apos;('/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6753320340440724522</id><published>2008-07-29T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:00:12.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have a title for this post.</title><content type='html'>There are lots of things that I wanna blog about. But I'm just too lazy to do it. Plus, i don't know how should I put them into words. Maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there's this one thing I'd like to tell this one person. It's been heavy on my mind for months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Stop lying and stop making excuses just for the sake of trying to save your own ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;period.&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/8851667584639448936-6753320340440724522?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6753320340440724522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6753320340440724522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6753320340440724522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6753320340440724522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-have-title-for-this-post.html' title='I don&apos;t have a title for this post.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-1383860438605926454</id><published>2008-07-18T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:21:39.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dewa - Hadapi Dengan Senyuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SIBPq6DPCTI/AAAAAAAAADA/HX3nrxefvD8/s1600-h/ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hadapi dengan senyuman&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Biar terjadi….&lt;br /&gt;Hadapi dengan tenang jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Semua… kan baik baik saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bila ketetapan tuhan&lt;br /&gt;Sudah ditetapkan&lt;br /&gt;Tetaplah sudah….&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada yang bisa merubah&lt;br /&gt;Dan takkan bisa berubah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Relakanlah saja ini&lt;br /&gt;Bahwa semua yang terbaik&lt;br /&gt;Terbaik untuk kita semua&lt;br /&gt;Menyerahlah untuk menang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anis says&lt;/span&gt;: I agree! I believe everything happens for a reason. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hadapilah dengan senyuman&lt;/span&gt;. And ta-daa! here's a smile from me. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SIBSc_1_7mI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hF0VbOUbXYc/s1600-h/ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SIBSc_1_7mI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hF0VbOUbXYc/s200/ss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224266225877511778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SIBPq6DPCTI/AAAAAAAAADA/HX3nrxefvD8/s1600-h/ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-1383860438605926454?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1383860438605926454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=1383860438605926454&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1383860438605926454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/1383860438605926454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/07/dewa-hadapi-dengan-senyuman.html' title='Dewa - Hadapi Dengan Senyuman'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SIBSc_1_7mI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hF0VbOUbXYc/s72-c/ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7878260093466051446</id><published>2008-07-17T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:50:10.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamu Desperado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After reading few blogs, going through some ppl's facebook, friendster and myspace accounts, I think I noticed some obvious pattern. I have noticed this for a very long time actually. I only have thought to write about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who obviously, truly and does have great lives and there are these people who doesn't have a great life, wants to have one but is trying desperately to prove to ppl that they do. Haih, kesian la these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's start off with those people with great lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are in my opinion, those people with great lives because they are happy with whatever they're doing. Let's say for example, the way they write in their blog, really shows how happy they were with what they went through in their daily lives. They posted pictures of the foods that they successfully cooked after several failures or attempts. hee. They posted recipes to share with people, they posted pictures of their trip to this place, that place and you can just see the look on their faces of how happy they were. They tell people of how much they missed home and etc. To them, there is no need to put on a huge amount of make ups on their faces just to prove to people of how happy and beautiful they are. These people are amazing. How they live their lives is just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are also people who are good looking and they have good looking partners, they have all the money in the world, they have a good sense of fashion, they hang out with cool people but they don't feel like there is a need to show any of those things off in any of their social networking accounts. Even if they do, it is just for the sake of wanting to share with people of their happiness in lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, people who are, shall we call them 'desperado'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people kan, it is too obvious la how they desperately wants to prove to people that they do have great lives when they actually don't. Sorry to say la, but most of these people are the ones who does not have good looks, nor any good looking partners. They might have all the money in the world but I think they're spending it in a wrong way. They wanted to hang out with cool people but they have to try very hard to please all these cool people all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are even some Muslims who proudly trying tell the whole world that they do drink and posted  photos of them while they were drunk. I just thought that, that is some idiotic thing to do since like duh, obviously what you do will lead you to rot in hell one day. At least have some shame on what you're doing la. You can do whatever you want to, I know they are none of my bussiness, but you don't have to tell everyone about it or even be proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu, these desperados kan, they have this belief that by doing all those konon2nye cool stuffs, they will be accepeted in the cool community. Percayalah, itu mitos sahaja. At the end of the day, you'll realize that whatever you did, is a total waste of energy of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to judge people cos I know I am no good myself. And if you think you felt hurt with what I wrote, that probably shows that you are the ones who fell under the 'desperado' category. C'mon la. Wake up people! tak kan la you want to spend the rest of your lives trying to please people (who's not even worth pleasing) all the time? Tak penat ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-7878260093466051446?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7878260093466051446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7878260093466051446&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7878260093466051446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7878260093466051446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/07/kamu-desperado.html' title='Kamu Desperado.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-8560290227935590017</id><published>2008-07-13T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:05:53.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRUSHcrushCrUsH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It feels like I'm back in High School. Wanna know why? Because Im currently having this tiny little crush on a guy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*blushing*&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn't serious or anything, but like I said, it reminds me of those days back in high school where you have a crush on your seniors la, the new guy la, this guy la, that guy la. You noticed how fast your feelings changed from one guy to the other. I guess that's how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought at first that I was just falling blindly for his looks but only soon I realized that I actually like his voice. I like the way he stares at me. I like the way he calls my name &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*melting*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, Im not hoping for anything more than just a crush. There will never be '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you and me&lt;/span&gt;' between us, and that is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: this is not a sequel to my previous blog. You know, the one that I had on friendster '&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;having a crush on you was a terribly stupid idea&lt;/span&gt;'. That was past. This is a new guy I'm talking about. See, I noticed and I know how fast my feelings changed from one guy to the other ;-p&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/8851667584639448936-8560290227935590017?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8560290227935590017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=8560290227935590017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8560290227935590017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/8560290227935590017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/07/crushcrushcrush.html' title='CRUSHcrushCrUsH.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-6567012229240395932</id><published>2008-07-03T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T02:58:18.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of Grey's Anatomy and rindu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Not one word in 17 days? Where the hell are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(rindunyeeee. rindu la. rindu rindu rindu. )&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/8851667584639448936-6567012229240395932?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6567012229240395932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=6567012229240395932&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6567012229240395932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/6567012229240395932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/07/of-greys-anatomy.html' title='of Grey&apos;s Anatomy and rindu.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-975975817344431327</id><published>2008-07-01T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:08:25.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you help me?</title><content type='html'>Yippy yay2! Im verrryyyy excited. Im going to Japan on the 8th of December! Bought the tickets a couple of months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, the BIG problem is, we have only bought the tickets for one way which is from Sydney to Osaka. We haven't actually bought the return tickets. And since I'm on my winter break now, I have plenty of free time to go look for the cheapest tickets on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of going back to Malaysia, right after the vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are the plans that I came up with. I was in search for the cheapest ticket that I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I browsed through Jetstar's website (I did this few days after purchasing the Japan tickets) and tried to find tickets from Osaka--&gt;Sydney and Sydney--&gt;Kuala Lumpur. Since Jetstar does not have any direct flights from Osaka to Kuala Lumpur. Found it! the total price was around AUD993. I did not buy the tickets though because I thought I should wait. Jetstar will probably hold more sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, when I checked on the website again few weeks after that, I could not find any flights from Sydney to Kuala Lumpur. Only flights from Osaka to Sydney are available. I wasn't happy with that news and so I called Jetstar to get a confirmation. The guy told me that Jetstar will no longer have any flights to Kuala Lumpur from Sydney and so I came up with plan B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan B&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly from Osaka to Sydney with Jetstar with the price of AUD645. Take a flight from Sydney to Brisbane and get on MAS and fly back to Malaysia for the price of, err..I dont remember. But it was cheap la. Sbb MAS was having sales at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, again, another problem came. The cheap tickets were sold out. The one from Brisbane to Malaysia. Haih, I guess I was either unlucky or too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly from Osaka to Sydney with Jetstar with the price of AUD645 (still). Okay, this time, I'll take a flight from Sydney to Gold Coast. And from Gold Coast, get on Air Asia and fly back to Malaysia with the price of AUD561.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was about to confirm that that is the plan that I decided to go with, my parents called and they disagree with that plan. They said it will be risky cos my flight from Sydney to Gold Coast may be delayed and I might miss my flight from Gold Coast to Malaysia. That will be a total waste of money. I mean, If I miss the flight from Gold Coast-Kuala Lumpur. My parents asked me to try Singapore Airlines or MAS and just take direct flights from Sydney to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried and the tickets were sold out too. I wasn't surprised this time because I figured that the date is very close to new year and mestila most people nak pegi holiday with their family and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan D&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fariena's friend (he's studying in Japan) suggested this website called kayak.com. The website is something like webjet.com where you can compare the prices of all flight fares. I went on to the website and typed KIX(Osaka's airport)--&gt;KUL(KL'S airport). The result showed Air China sells the lowest fare tickets which is USD959 (AUD999.375). However, we have to purchase the tickets through other websites and not from Air China's official website itself. The website that sells the ticket is Orbitz.com. When I got on to the website, it says that they have found and even lower price for the ticket which is USD922.35 (AUD960.84) but we have to hurry because there were only 4 tickets left at that price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I have this feeling like I don't really trust the website. I might kene tipu nanti. And a lot of money will be involved. Better be safe than sorry kan? Again, utk dapatkan confirmation, I tried to get the address of Air China's office in Sydney to ask them about Orbitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the city yesterday and dropped by at the office. Asked the guy at the counter and he looked as if he's never even heard of the website. I explained to him and showed him the website blablabla and he said that there is a possibility that this website is safe because the flight details shown in the website is correct. But he still gave me this not-so-convincing look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After jalan-jalan n all, I went back and told others about it. Still, we haven't made our decisions yet. Tibe-tibe alia YM-ed me and showed me this article. About Orbitz.com. Read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.king5.com/localnews/consumer/stories/NW_063008GJB_american_airlines_SW.d4b5850.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pheeww..nasib baek x beli lagi.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now, moving on to Plan E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan E&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to just beli the ticket kat Air China pnye website. Even though the price is not the same as the one in Orbitz. It is more expensive though. I went to Air China worlwide site and clicked on Australia as country of residence and the price shown is AUD1704.30. okay, that was quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried Malaysia punye site plak, and the price is RM5307 which is equivalent to AUD1703.71.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I went on to Japan punye Air China's worldwide site, the price is wayyy cheaper. It is JPY104020 which is equivalent to AUD1026.63.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hmmm....does that mean that I can only purchase the ticket with that price only if I live in Japan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again as usual, I called Air China's customer service hotline to get a confirmation. But gosh, it was really hard trying to understand what the operator was saying. Her English wasn't that good and I don't think she even understand what I was asking her about. That's okay. I gave up. Said thanks and hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I don't know what to do. I have to hurry, I know. I don't want to find out later yang the tickets dh sold out. So, can you help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-975975817344431327?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/975975817344431327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=975975817344431327&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/975975817344431327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/975975817344431327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-you-help-me.html' title='Can you help me?'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3646138257488696514</id><published>2008-06-27T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:32:55.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>143.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anis says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SGXXdTpvcII/AAAAAAAAABo/600hm6_hFD8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SGXXdTpvcII/AAAAAAAAABo/600hm6_hFD8/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216812641870114946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you love me too? What say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-3646138257488696514?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3646138257488696514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3646138257488696514&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3646138257488696514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3646138257488696514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/06/143.html' title='143.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SGXXdTpvcII/AAAAAAAAABo/600hm6_hFD8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-5452794082336231108</id><published>2008-06-27T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:37:27.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sunset.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh, the view of sunset from my room is amazing! And I'm writing this while the sun is setting. It is sooooo nice, I tell you. I couldn't get that on camera cos it won't look as good as seeing it with your own eyes but If you're thinking of seeing that, you are most welcome to my room at around 5-5.30pm everyday (since I'm on my break now). I promise you'll get a good view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-5452794082336231108?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5452794082336231108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=5452794082336231108&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5452794082336231108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/5452794082336231108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunset.html' title='The sunset.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4612884891711971997</id><published>2008-06-15T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T06:27:47.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Father's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to my abah, bro in law, uncles and all other dads in the world. Hope you guys had a great one and just a reminder, life does NOT begin at 40. It began right from the day you were born. So hopefully, you will be more wiser and a better father as you grow older =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling Intan Nadiana for receiving the award and for the degree offer. I'll figure something out to get u to come here (promote ni intan, hehe). And sorry I couldn't be there with you to celebrate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Good Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To myself for the coming exam. Can't wait for it to be over lah! so sick of studying already =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851667584639448936-4612884891711971997?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4612884891711971997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4612884891711971997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4612884891711971997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4612884891711971997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/06/wishes.html' title='Wishes.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-7301771336369527971</id><published>2008-06-09T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:12:40.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A story about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If u think u like me, I thought I'd just let u know before hand that I am a very typical girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hello, my name is Anis Syahirah. I am a coward. I couldn't sleep alone unless the light is on. I eat a lot. I love to eat. I'm not a good cook. I like to see things in order. I love shopping. I love to gossip. I am very choosy. I always complained. I don't like to be the center of attention, I'll get nervous. And I am very clumsy when I'm nervous. I can talk very fast. Ask me to read anything, I'll be reading so fast like I was trying to catch a train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like Nicole Richie. I have a huge crush on fashion. I love all the girly stuffs. I love Gossip Girls. My favourite movie is 50 1st Dates and not any Sci-Fi or Thriller. I am very attached to my family or in other words I am not independent and I am very spoilt. I'm average academically. I'm not a dean's listers. I go to bed early. I don't go to nightclubs to have fun but instead I prefer going for a walk at the park and talk or watch a movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not that open-minded. I disagree on certain things that I think will have the potential to ruin my religion in the future. I am not animal friendly. I'm scared of dogs or even cats. I am super lazy. I listen to all kinds of music. I have no specific favourite. I love to read Chick Lits. I don't have a wide vocab. I don't come up with the-so-called-bombastic posts on my blog. I tend to hurt people's feelings sometimes. I said sorry most of the times. I love compliments. I blushed when people complimented me. I hang out with people that I am comfortable with. I can be very immature sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And mind ya, I don't have a flawless skin like Marie Digby, I don't have a perfect body like Gisele Bundchen, I don't have the lips like Angelina Jolie's, I don't have a shiny hair like Jennifer Aniston and I don't have a sparkling blue eyes like Nicole Kidman's. I am just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You see? I am very-very typical and I have flaws too. If u think u have a crush on me or wanna befriend me, u might want to consider these things. If you're looking for someone who are more interesting, I think u should just go find someone else. Because I won't change for you.&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/8851667584639448936-7301771336369527971?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7301771336369527971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=7301771336369527971&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7301771336369527971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/7301771336369527971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/06/story-of-me.html' title='A story about me.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-3397473489330888186</id><published>2008-06-08T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:09:27.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James Morrison, where art thou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I saw this poster of Festival of Jazz &amp;amp; Blues while I was walking at Darling Harbour a few weeks back and James Morrison's name was like one of the main highlight. So, I thought "yeah, maybe James Morrison is really coming down to Sydney". Plus, the event was free! And so I told my housemates about it. And they were like "Yay, let's go!". We went to the showcase and it was raining and the place where we were sitting was wet too. But we were willing to sacrifice everything just to watch this James Morrison guy. We waited and waited and somehow the James Morrison that we recognized never came out. And suddenly, there was this old guy on stage, and he was saying something like "I, James Morrison blablabla". That was when we realized that James Morrison that was on the poster is him and not the other James Morrison that i thought it was. OMG! we went all the way to the city and we got the wrong James Morrison!haha! But the-old-version of James Morrison was still very entertaining. He played good music too. And I kinda like Jazz so it was at least worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ticket-sachs.de/images/James_Morrison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.ticket-sachs.de/images/James_Morrison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SEyOd3_3VKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fBbXkIJxnGs/s1600-h/JMH2Pdvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209695512859989154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SEyOd3_3VKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fBbXkIJxnGs/s320/JMH2Pdvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James Morrison(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;But despite everything, I thought that going to the city yesterday was fun! seriously. We walked from Darling Harbour to the Opera House and back to QVB and on our way, we were singing at the top of our lungs. Yes, we were. From James Morrison's songs (the real one ;p) to the old Rock Kapak version of Isabella.hehe. I guess some people around there even suspected that we were drunk. Eh wait, some of my friends were in their hijab so probably they weren't thinking that we were drunk but just a little insane.hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;And yeah, we took lots of pictures too last night. That won't be an exception, of course.hee. I'll have it uploaded on my blog later (if i rajin). But the view of Sydney's city at night is incredibly beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;p/s: Anyone who's reading, my family, cousin or friends (especially), come to Sydney! I miss you guys like crazy.&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/8851667584639448936-3397473489330888186?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3397473489330888186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=3397473489330888186&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3397473489330888186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/3397473489330888186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/06/james-morrison-where-art-thou.html' title='James Morrison, where art thou?'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/SEyOd3_3VKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fBbXkIJxnGs/s72-c/JMH2Pdvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851667584639448936.post-4928866439793020520</id><published>2008-06-05T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:20:23.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear, you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today I feel like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;.Very much! I don't know how would I feel about you tommorow.You decide.Yes,&lt;strong&gt;you&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/8851667584639448936-4928866439793020520?l=thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4928866439793020520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851667584639448936&amp;postID=4928866439793020520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4928866439793020520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851667584639448936/posts/default/4928866439793020520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thousandsofbutterflies.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-you.html' title='dear, you.'/><author><name>AnisS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15575585683349394249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nllMUHXVP-I/Sj9KqP5OjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cRWhpZPDEA8/S220/nice.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
