<?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-8846674966348544374</id><updated>2012-01-27T22:22:41.326+08:00</updated><category term='perfumes for sale'/><category term='hari yang pagi'/><category term='closed'/><category term='announcement'/><category term='weekends'/><category term='movies'/><category term='family'/><category term='Coach'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='jalan2'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Girls'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='miss'/><title type='text'>From an Empty Space</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dn.daisypath.com/aPAXp8.png" alt="Daisypath Anniversary Years Ticker" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6546937280468865833</id><published>2011-09-26T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T16:31:23.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>38 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9Ezp4aSKmQ/ToA4MhzuiFI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RjQS9QAUGfg/s1600/IMG_4624-pola01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9Ezp4aSKmQ/ToA4MhzuiFI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RjQS9QAUGfg/s400/IMG_4624-pola01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656582919862257746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYVhldMAPEY/ToA4MUzfllI/AAAAAAAAAtU/9r6ifKYJg-4/s1600/IMG00478-20110906-1203-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYVhldMAPEY/ToA4MUzfllI/AAAAAAAAAtU/9r6ifKYJg-4/s400/IMG00478-20110906-1203-pola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656582916371617362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxiously waiting for the BIG day to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6546937280468865833?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6546937280468865833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6546937280468865833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6546937280468865833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6546937280468865833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/09/38-weeks.html' title='38 Weeks'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9Ezp4aSKmQ/ToA4MhzuiFI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RjQS9QAUGfg/s72-c/IMG_4624-pola01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5678521243151402489</id><published>2011-09-02T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:14:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sneak peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a 3D and 4D scan last weekend. Yeay! I was so excited and happy that I'd be able to see the baby. Macam selalu terbayang2 baby dalam perut, tapi tak boleh nak imagine how he looks like. So after pujuk2 Syed untuk buat scan ni, and mmg rezeki dapat pulak good offer dekat pregnancy expo a few weeks ago, so Syed pun bagi lah green light.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scan was a success! Baby memang cooperate, siap senyum-senyum lagi. Mummy is sooo happy sayang! Siap dapat tengok baby isap jari lah, yawn lah. Lengkap lah semua. Dapat DVD, so I get to watch it over and over again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada jugak yang cakap, dah tak surprise la dah tengok muka baby. Even Syed said so too. But I don't care! Dalam perut lain, kat luar nanti lain pulak kan? Hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4V09NENPkTc/TmA6rQCThNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/-bYcthy3if4/s1600/P1_24.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4V09NENPkTc/TmA6rQCThNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/-bYcthy3if4/s400/P1_24.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647578447436022994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom said he looks like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cCaZjdUzUs/TmA6rocIxKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/7-zqEJgdSFE/s1600/P1_29.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cCaZjdUzUs/TmA6rocIxKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/7-zqEJgdSFE/s400/P1_29.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647578453986821282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was captured right after he yawned. And then dia macam senyum sikit. So jadi lah macam ni hehe So cute! Takpe lah puji anak sendiri kan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak, Im so high just by posting this! Baby, mummy cant wait for you to come out! Boleh kiss kiss and gomol gomol as much as I want! Hope you will become a good boy, jadi anak yang soleh, and a good muslim ye. Insyallah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5678521243151402489?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5678521243151402489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5678521243151402489&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5678521243151402489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5678521243151402489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/09/sneak-peek.html' title='A sneak peek'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4V09NENPkTc/TmA6rQCThNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/-bYcthy3if4/s72-c/P1_24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8785514348623303296</id><published>2011-09-02T09:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T09:53:39.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>34 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://assets.babycenter.com/ims/20070820/pcp_popup_fetaldev_34.jpg?width=424&amp;amp;height=302&amp;amp;pad=true" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of today, I am 34 weeks pregnant. I can feel the baby has grown a lot for the past month, and can really feel the kicks and the movements. Baby has been so active, and I can see my belly moving side by side, most of the time. Sometimes it is painful, when the baby decided to stretch his legs or whatever. Syed is always happy to touch my belly and feel the baby moves, which soothes me a lot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning realizing that I have another 6 weeks +- before the baby arrives. Suddenly I panicked, not because of the birthing, but I dont think I have prepared all of his things just yet. The room is a mess, because it used to be my sewing work room, so everything is hazardous at the moment. And our room (we decided to move to the guest room because it is next to the baby's room) is still in a mess, need to move our things in there ASAP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't prewash the baby's clothes yet. The weather has been quite gloomy, and it rained day and night, everyday. And I still have a few more diapers that I haven't prewash yet. I prefer to sun dry the clothes instead of using the dryer, so I guess I'd have to wait for next week to do it. There are a few other small things that we haven't bought. Im hoping we could get it all done by week 36, because there's always the possibility the baby comes early, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents, Hajar and Iman will be here on the 7th October, and Im due on the 12th. Lets hope the baby doesn't come out later that he's supposed too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh yeah, its going to be a BOY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8785514348623303296?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8785514348623303296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8785514348623303296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8785514348623303296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8785514348623303296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/09/34-weeks.html' title='34 weeks'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7890350687596184281</id><published>2011-08-16T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:54:52.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum everyone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam Ramadhan as well. I haven't been writing in ages! Im just too lazy like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive checked that the last time I wrote anything was in March this year. So it wasn't so bad right? (Nak sedapkan hati).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few months now, Ive decided to come back here and write a little. Because Ive promised myself to jot something down somewhere, if anything exciting happens. And yes, something exciting is happening right now. Im pregnant!!! Alhamdulillah :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been keeping it for a while, even though I've written something once in a while since early this year. It was hard to not just spill the news, but I had to. Pregnancy is a sensitive issue to me. So when I found out Im pregnant again back in January, I wanted to keep it to myself, until Im really-really sure. Including telling my husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. Basically Ive known that I was pregnant for about a week or so, and until my period is due, I decided its time to tell him. We were already in bed, lights off and everything. Before he dozed off, I whispered to him, "Nak tau something tak?" He just hmmed a little, and I said, "Im pregnant." Cepat-cepat dia bangun haa. "Serious???" And I said yes, Ive known for a while, did the home pregnancy test kit twice, and realized some symptoms that Ive never had before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syed quickly got up and went to the bathroom, and he made a quick sujud syukur. I was nearly in tears when I saw what he did. After that, only that we talked. He asked me a lot of questions, and finally we decided we'll keep it to ourselves until everything is confirmed. And since we're going back to Malaysia in March, we decided we're gonna tell everyone back home then. We don't want to quickly jump into the excitement too much, as of fear is still with us. Especially me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so after about 8-9 weeks pregnant, we went to see the doctor. He was so happy to hear the news, and so happy that Ive gone that far. And oh yeah, I did pregnancy test every week since it was positive, up to the day I saw my doctor. Just to be sure. Right there and then, the doctor gave us some slips so we can do an early scan, and also referral letter to the OBgyn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everything starts from there. Up till now. Alhamdulillah I am now turning 32 weeks. Not far to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s While Im writing this, baby is wriggling vigorously in my belly. Hurts a little bit, but I don't mind at all :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7890350687596184281?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7890350687596184281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7890350687596184281&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7890350687596184281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7890350687596184281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/08/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-89792837617176804</id><published>2011-03-18T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:34:41.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its autumn and it is 30 degrees outside.</title><content type='html'>We're heading out of Perth on 11 April, but will make a pit stop in Bali just for two days hehe Initially, we're planning to stay in Bali for 2 days, then off to Bandung for another 4 days before flying back to Malaysia. We've bought tickets months ago, and last month we decided to cut the trip short and head back to Malaysia earlier. So no Bandung trip for us. Sobbbb. Was looking forward to go to Bandung again, for the food and also to do some shopping. Ive had a list made! But you gotta do what you gotta do. Its all for the best, i guess. (save duit save duit haha)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, on another note, we haven't even book our hotel in Bali yet! That is so not me! And we've got another 3 weeks! Blame hubby for being so fussy. Eh wait, I think Im the fussy one. Picky on the room lah, toilet lah, location lah. But he just couldn't decide which one, that satisfies my criteria :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to go back, of course, looking forward to see my family again (although I just spent an entire month with them in Brisbane last Dec), and of course for the glorious food! Ayah has been "kind" enough to upload photos of Patin masak tempoyak from Temerloh, Nasi dagang in Hai Peng kemaman, Nasi kandar ganja in Ipoh, and its killing me! I told hubby we have to go for some Jalan-jalan cari makan. He said we'll try and find time. I can only hope. If not, Im gonna drag Ayah and take me to all those places hehehhee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe it or not, I found some frozen Patin here in this one particular oriental shop. I was so happy! And a friend gave me some tempoyak she made herself. Tried to make the patin masak tempoyak once, and it wasn't bad. The only thing is that the tempoyak is very-very sweet. My friend told me she was surprised herself, saying it must have been the durian. She noticed all the durians here are the good ones, the expensive ones. Usually in Malaysia my umi would only take the not so nice ones and keep it to make tempoyak. So yeah. The tempoyak I have now is . And I don't think I can alter it to make it masam like how tempoyak should be. But ah well, at least Ive got to have my ikan patin tempoyak, although it doesn't even come close to the one in Temerloh. Can't wait to go back and serang the kedai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a short update on what Ive been up to. Since January, after we got back from our holiday trip, Ive been busy sewing! Ive got about 6 dresses to be ready by April, before I go back. And not forget some other minor alterations that Ive got piling in my "IN" basket. And Im pretty sure I can't finish it. Kind of frustrated, but will try hard to at least finish 3, so I won't have to much work when I got back. I actually can finish it by April, if I haven't been sick all the time in February. The weather was too hot for me, and basically I got major headaches most of the time. So yeah. Now Im cramming my time to finish this one particular baju for a friend, and Im supposed to get it ready last month! Im so glad she was so understanding and told me she can wait until end of March. Thank God! And oh, I can kiss goodbye on making some new baju for myself now. Maybe I should just bring the material home and ask my tailor to make it for me instead! haha And Ive got a nice soft blue vintage pleated chiffon fabric I bought in Brisbane, and was so looking forward to make a skirt for me and also Aisyah. I guess Id bring that back too and make it at home WITH Aisyah instead, since she tweeted the other day she made a skirt herself. So basically she can sew now! I hope :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, that's about it for now. Im off to finish of more sewing for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-89792837617176804?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/89792837617176804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=89792837617176804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/89792837617176804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/89792837617176804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-autumn-and-it-is-30-degrees-outside.html' title='Its autumn and it is 30 degrees outside.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8287987489930723503</id><published>2011-03-16T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T17:21:14.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, I love you.</title><content type='html'>In about four months time, it will mark 3 years of our marriage. Pretty scary yet exciting at the same time. I wouldn't say Ive learnt all about Syed just yet. I think I''m getting to know him better in a way, and have been discovering new things about him that I didn't know about until now. That's the exciting part. The scary part would be, sometimes I think I don't know how much I can handle it hehe I would be lying if I tell you that I never get mad or go mad with him around. He does drives me crazy at times, but let not forget that he makes me crazily happy most of the time. So yeah, basically I'll just forget all the petty petty stuff and think of happy moments. And it helps of course! If not, I would not still be here, no?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting the hang of having him around. Its funny when we went for a short holiday over the weekend with friends, and I ended up sharing a room with a girl friend instead of him, I couldn't sleep! Please lah, only one night and I was restless. Sheeshhh. I was so relieved when the next day my friend (she's married with 3 kids btw) decided we should exchange rooms, so I get to sleep with hubby the next night! Yay me! Don't ask me why the weird sleeping arrangements, it really doesn't make any sense, but yeah, they finally figured out soon enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once, I told hubby it would be kind of weird when we have children. Because we're so used to be just the two of us, so having kids would be a major change for us. He said we'd adjust. Yeah, we'd adjust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, I've spent 3 Rayas with him already, and I haven't really adjust to the fact that I'm married and Im supposed to follow wherever he goes instead of running back to my own kampung and the arms of my parents and family. Honestly he did suggested that we separate our ways during raya, yes, we're that badddddd. I was so tempted to his idea and ready to give in, until I put my head straight. It would have looked bad if we did that wouldn't it? People would talk and say bad things. And Im pretty sure my nenek will kill me if we did that hehe But anyhow, no, we did not go with the plan. We stuck together, traveled back and forth from Kuala Terengganu to Besut so both of us would be able to spend raya with our loved ones, even though had to rush and what not, but yeah.  You can't have it all. Have to make way for new things. Im still learning to adapt and adjust. No matter how hard it is. And that my friend, was the only one Raya that we were able to celebrate in Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could not imagine if I had to go through with it like that every year to be honest! I'd rather celebrate Raya here instead of going back, because it seems fair to me, no one gets to pick which kampung we'd be on the first day of Raya, or malam Raya. Yes, Im that selfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, Im blessed with a husband like Syed. We have our ups and downs, but we know we have a lot more to come. I know we do. To a great, nearly 3 years of marriage, and to another wonderful years together sayang! I love you! And thank you for being very, very, very patient with me. Yes, I can be difficult at times, mind you ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh awal pulak nak tulis-tulis mcm ni, macam dah anniversary. hehe just in case, tgh ada mood, better write it down before the mood's gone again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8287987489930723503?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8287987489930723503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8287987489930723503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is one of my favourites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0RYFadSd7j4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0RYFadSd7j4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7039602845145918941?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7039602845145918941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-711459785378367926</id><published>2011-01-11T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:14:59.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jangan gah sangat dengan apa yang awak ada sekarang. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila-bila masa saja Allah boleh tarik balik semua nya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hargai lah apa yang awak ada, jangan sia-siakan. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingat, Allah akan tunjuk semuanya, kita tunggu saja bila masanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sepandai tupai melompat, akhirnya akan jatuh ke tanah juga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi, berpada-pada lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-711459785378367926?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/711459785378367926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=711459785378367926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/711459785378367926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/711459785378367926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/01/jangan-gah-sangat-dengan-apa-yang-awak.html' 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Beautiful, gorgeous clothes. You let your hands touch the soft, silky top, and gleaming with happiness (quietly) when you saw the price tag. Made a mental note to self: MUST.GET.THIS but then you walk away thinking, I'll come back if I don't find anything else better.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you saw 30-40% off on regular priced items on Corningware. Clean, white, heavy stoneware casserole dish. You go mad. You immediately call out your husband, of course with gleaming with happiness face again and say, "Can we buy this please pretty please? I can use this to put my roast chicken!" And make some hand gesture, for him to visualize and said, "Cantikkan?" And finally, made the purchase without making a mental note! And I even throw in a bath towel while I'm on my way to the counter. Crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drooled in front of beautiful, delicate china today. And hubby went, "Hah. Teringin lah tu." Just as how I used to do in front of shoes. Funny how things go around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I'd be lying if I say I didn't browse on clothes etc at all. But all I did was just browse. But when it comes to other things, the things my girlfriend once said to me, "Oh lepas kawin mmg akan tgk barang rumah je eh?" things, I'll go mad and just buy without even thinking. Sometimes. I always have excuses like, I need this for this... or we dont have that yet... Excuses that I used to use when I want to buy more clothes, more shoes and more bags. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell you the truth, Im more than happy to spend my money on the home wares and kitchenwares nowadays. I do feel sad, like Ive lost some part of me, of who I used to be. Dont get me wrong, I still do shop, all the girly stuff, but I still have to buy other things too. Imagine half of the things I brought back from our holiday trip last month was spatulas, wok, dish brush, spoons, aprons, tea towel among other things. Weird, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all in good cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, we went out and did our regular Saturday routine. Berjalan-jalan tanpa hala tuju, "window shop" and what not. When we got home, hubby said, "Tengok, semua barang-barang awk je ni ha" "E ehh. Tadi beli barang-barang jahit, and bath mat je tau. Untuk guest toilet. You see there? I spent my money for our house, bukan untuk diri sendiri." And believe it or not, I did not even step into a single shop that sells clothes, shoes or bags! Bravo to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, I do make some "little"purchases to indulge myself once in a while teheeeee ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have grown up a little bit, but Im still a girl ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-4121907909098340568?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4121907909098340568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=4121907909098340568&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4121907909098340568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4121907909098340568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know-youve-grown-up-when-you.html' title='You know you&apos;ve grown up when you...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7583074933848435801</id><published>2011-01-09T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:23:41.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New.Year.</title><content type='html'>Happy 2011 everyone! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope its not too late to wish all of you a good year ahead. May you have a blessed and joyous year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7583074933848435801?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7583074933848435801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7583074933848435801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7583074933848435801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7583074933848435801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='New.Year.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1042588500360690886</id><published>2010-12-02T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:38:45.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a note</title><content type='html'>Came across this note in FB, and just wants to share it in here for you, as well for my own personal reference.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mengapa Hawa tercipta saat Adam tertidur dan Hawa melahirkan saat dirinya terbangun?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;Seorang laki-laki jika dia kesakitan, maka dia akan membenci. Sebaliknya wanita, saat dia kesakitan, maka semakin bertambah sayang dan cintanya,, Seandainya Hawa diciptakan dari Adam As saat Adam terjaga, pastilah Adam akan merasakan sakit keluarnya Hawa dari sulbinya, hingga dia membenci Hawa. Akan tetapi Hawa diciptakan dari Adam saat dia tertidur, agar Adam tidak merasakan sakit dan tidak membenci Hawa. Sementara seorang wanita akan melahirkan dalam keadaan terjaga, melihat kematian dihadapannya, namun semakin sayang dan cinta nya kepada anak yang dilahirkan bahkan ia akan menebus nya dengan kehidupannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;Sesungguhnya Allah menciptakan Hawa dari tulang rusuk yang bengkok yang tugasnya adalah melindungi Qalbu(jantung, hati nurani). Oleh karena itu, tugas Hawa adalah menjaga qalbu. Kemudian Allah menjadikan nya bengkok untuk melindungi qalbu dari sisi yang kedua. Sementara Adam diciptakan dari tanah, dia akan menjadi petani, tukang batu, tukang besi, dan tukang kayu. Wanita selalu berinteraksi dengan perasaaan, dengan hati, dan wanita akan menjadi seorang ibu yang penuh kasih sayang, seorang saudari yang penyayang, seorang putri yang manja, dan seorang istri yang penurut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;Dan wajib bagi Adam untuk tidak berusaha meluruskan tulang yang bengkok tersebut, seperti yang dikabarkan oleh Nabi Muhammad SAW, “jika seorang lelaki meluruskan yang bengkok tersebut dengan serta merta, maka dia akan mematahkannya.” Maksud nya adalah dengan kebengkokan tersebut adalah perasaan yang ada pada diri seorang wanita yang mengalahkan perasaan seorang laki-laki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;Maka wahai Adam janganlah merendahkan perasaan Hawa, dia memang diciptakan seperti itu. Apabila seseorang wanita mengatakan dia sedang bersedih, tetapi dia tidak menitikkan airmata, itu berarti dia sedang menangis di dalam hatinya. Apabila dia tidak menghiraukan kamu setelah kamu menyakiti hatinya, lebih baik beri dia waktu untuk menenangkan hatinya sebelum kamu meminta maaf. Dan wanita sulit untuk mencari sesuatu yang dia benci untuk orang yang paling dia sayang﻿ ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1042588500360690886?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1042588500360690886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1042588500360690886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1042588500360690886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1042588500360690886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/12/note.html' title='a note'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7273066166607133843</id><published>2010-11-14T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:56:17.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Harini hari minggu!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stressss sbb taktau nak buat apa. Mood yg sgt tak best, sbb benda yg plan berminggu2 tiba2 tak buat sbb benda bodoh. Sakit nya hatiiiiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah lah lapar, tapi takde mood punya pasal, jadinya tak makan lah. Rasa nak lari je dari rumah sekejap. Boleh? Nak pegi menghirup udara segar sorang-sorang, tenangkan fikiran. Boleh? Boleh ke tak ni???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time rasanya post yg emo. Ke penah je before this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7273066166607133843?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7273066166607133843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7273066166607133843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7273066166607133843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7273066166607133843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3566360999861509736</id><published>2010-08-27T19:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T19:41:26.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe in, breathe out</title><content type='html'>Cepatnyaaa time flies! Its already the second week of Ramadhan, and I can barely breathe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned to finish off all my sewings/tempahan BEFORE Ramadhan starts, but Im still halfway. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned to make some kuih for berbuka everyday, yet until now habuk pun tarak. Semua frozen, or beli from Kak Norzie, aka akak kueh "bazaar".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned to make kuih raya on the second week, but langsung tak start lagi. Next week maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to weekends even more so now, because my weekdays has been pretty much packed. With what, you asked? Just to keep it short and sweet; babysitting, sewing, house chores, melayan "bonda", cook, and lately, masak for jualan utk berbuka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My day starts at 9am (I know its not THAT early), but it ends around 10-11pm. (Bare in mind I have no rest at all in between). And then starts again at 4.30am. It has been none stop for the past 2 weeks or more, and my body aches all over. I am not complaining though. I love what Im doing right now, keeping myself busy and take my mind of things. But sometimes I do miss the couch, just relaxing during the day watching TV hehehh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, my weekends is more hectic and tiring than weekdays! Shall start tomorrow from sahur, straight until evening, or maybe until terawih? Thinking about it makes me nervous, scared and tired already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I felt at ease right now because I have another 30 minutes to spare before I go and pick up hubby from work. Pity him, everyday he comes home late. And today, he asked me to pick him up at 8pm. Yes people. 8 PM. We broke fast alone for the past 2-3 days. Sunyiiiiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raya is around the corner, our baju raya is still in a form of cloth. Pray for me I have enough time to make it ready by raya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok my time is up. Better kemas sikit2 akibat ribut hasil 2 budak yg naughty tadi. So toodles people! And selamat berbuka orang2 di Malaysia, since its 7.35pm already ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh yeah, since it is still not too late, Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan! Jom tambah amal ibadat jom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update: Hubby just called and asked me to pick him up at 9 instead!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-3566360999861509736?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3566360999861509736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3566360999861509736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3566360999861509736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3566360999861509736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/08/breathe-in-breathe-out.html' title='breathe in, breathe out'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-4821265887677136367</id><published>2010-07-28T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:43:18.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I noticed Ive been very lazy since early this year. Whenever Im in front of my lappie to blog, I seem to stare at the screen for a long time without typing anything and then finally decided to close the browser.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that I have nothing to blog about anymore. Trust me, I have tons! But the mood is not there anymore. In my mind, I'm constantly blogging, day and night. But nothing come out when I finally have the time to type it all out. We have been pretty busy ever lately, and I have been very busy lately. Although I do have time to Facebook, but I have no time to write. At all. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my blogging time. Honestly I do. I want to write so many things. About my birthday, our anniversary, my surprise to him, his surprise to me, and our trip home recently and activities during the weekends. And I don't have any excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe Im done with blogging?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know. But I think I still do want to keep blogging time to time. Maybe not as much as I used to. I remember Ayah commented that all I do all day was to blog. That was a year ago. I remember that I used to have at least one post every week. And sometimes more. Now? Not even one in a month! Or was it two?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So friends (I know most of the readers (not that many though) are my friends), please bear with me. I will write once in a while, but as of now, it wont be much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-4821265887677136367?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4821265887677136367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=4821265887677136367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4821265887677136367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4821265887677136367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-noticed-ive-been-very-lazy-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2755100595427608773</id><published>2010-05-24T08:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T08:40:10.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going back this FRIDAY!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*jumping up and down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*jumping up and down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2755100595427608773?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2755100595427608773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2755100595427608773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2755100595427608773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2755100595427608773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-going-back-this-friday-jumping-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3424960661460529806</id><published>2010-05-14T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:50:25.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a note to you</title><content type='html'>"Jangan sedih-sedih tau. Tu bukan Sarah yang H***** kenal."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila saya ckp "Tak sedih dah. Dont worry." Dia pulak kata, "Worry lah. Sarah kawan perempuan yang baik, so kena worry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sangat terharu. Banyak kata-kata semangat yg diberikan, tak lupa juga nasihat dan ayat-ayat membina. Selama kita kawan, takde lah nampak sangat kita rapat kan, tapi sesungguhnya bila sesekali chat, awk sangat mengenali saya, dan risau kan saya. Dah lama kita kenal, sejak sekolah rendah lagi. Selalunya banyak gaduh and kutuk mengutuk. Dah besar, usik-mengusik pula. Kenangan oh kenangan. Memang rindu zaman muda, zaman tak ada masalah kehidupan. Yang perlu dirisaukan adalah markah periksa. Sekarang, macam-macam dugaan dan halangan yang kita lalui, masing-masing dengan jalan, cara dan perihal sendiri. Tapi kita sama-sama memberi semangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila chat dengan awak, kadang-kadang rasa sedih. Rasa nak menangis meraung-raung menceritakan perihal hidup sendiri. Saya berikan ikon senyuman untuk awak, tetapi realiti menahan sebak, sakit mahu menelan air liur. Tapi saya tak mahu awak risau. Saya tahu awak banyak hal lain yang perlu dirisaukan. Awak ada jalan sendiri yang penuh onak. Saya risaukan awak juga, tapi saya tak tahu macam mana nak kuatkan semangat awak, sebab semangat saya pun sudah tak kuat. Ya Allah, lindungilah sahabatku ini, berikan lah dia semangat untuk meneruskan perjuangannya, semoga dia tidak putus asa, dan tidak lupa harapan keluarga dan rakan-rakan. Sesungguhnya dia sahabat yang baik. Saya tahu dalam senyuman awak, penuh serba gelisah. Saya sentiasa doakan yang terbaik untuk awak. Sentiasa menyebut-nyebut nama awak kepada suami, menceritakan sesungguhnya awak sahabat saya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya sentiasa ingat kata-kata awak. Setiap satu saya jadikan semangat, dan berikan saya kekuatan untuk percaya, suatu hari nanti kebahagiaan akan tiba, Insyallah saya doakan, untuk saya dan untuk awak. Semoga awak dapat capai apa yang awak impikan. Jangan gusar bila sesekali terasa kehilangan arah tuju. Satu hari nanti awak pasti akan mendapat jalan yang lurus, dan awak akan berlari untuk mengejarnya. Tidak lagi merangkak-rangkak. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya harap kita dapat berjumpa, dan bersua muka. Dapat bergelak ketawa dan lupakan segala apa yang kita pernah bicara di dunia cyber. Lupakan kesedihan, kerana saya tahu awak dapat membuatkan saya lupa keluh kesah dengan kerenah awak yang melucukan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang-kadang saya marah dengan sikap endah tak endah awak. Tapi saya tahu awak sembunyikan diri sendiri, sesekali dia keluar dan rupanya awak seorang yang amat teliti. Sentiasa teliti, memahami dan mendengar sekeliling awak. Memerhati dalam diam. Fikiran awak tajam. Perspektif awak sentiasa positif. Saya beruntung dapat mengenali awak. Hati budi awak. Saya tahu awak tak membaca ruangan kecil saya ini. Tetapi saya harap awak tahu, saya amat menghargai kehadiran awak dalam hidup saya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan insyallah, bila saya jadi ibu, kalau saya tidak menamakan salah satu anak saya sempena nama awak, saya akan ceritakan perihal awak, 'godfather' mereka. Jangan risau, yang baik-baik sahaja ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insyallah suatu hari nanti. Kita akan sampai ke destinasi yang kita impikan.&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/8846674966348544374-3424960661460529806?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3424960661460529806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3424960661460529806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3424960661460529806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3424960661460529806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/05/note-to-you.html' title='a note to you'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1773998918454801011</id><published>2010-05-05T08:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:14:27.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfumes for sale'/><title type='text'>Perfumes for sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ORDERS ARE NOW CLOSED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of the perfumes available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are original perfumes, and please I would prefer no requests on other perfumes that are not in the list because I dont have as much time as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit &lt;a href="http://yourperfumesgalore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Perfumes Galore&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Shipping costs will apply from KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOR HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham Intimately Night for Men 75 edt  RM90&lt;br /&gt;Beckham Signature                 75 edt  RM90&lt;br /&gt;Burberry Touch for Men                 30 edt  RM85&lt;br /&gt;Burberry Weekend                 30 edt  RM85&lt;br /&gt;CK One                                 200 edt  RM150&lt;br /&gt;CK One Summer                    100 edt RM120&lt;br /&gt;CK Contradiction                 100 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;CK Truth                         100 edt  RM150&lt;br /&gt;CK Eternity                         100 edt  RM150&lt;br /&gt;CK Euphoria                         100 edt  RM200&lt;br /&gt;CK Free                                 100 edt  RM200&lt;br /&gt;Davidoff Echo                         100 edt  RM140&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;G The One for Men                 100 edt  RM230&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;G Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana                 125 edt         RM230&lt;br /&gt;FCUK Him                         50 edt  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Guess Suede                         75 edt  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Gucci Envy                         100 edt  RM200&lt;br /&gt;Versace Eau Fraiche                 100 edt  RM190&lt;br /&gt;Versace Pour Homme                 50 edt  RM160&lt;br /&gt;Versace Pour Homme                 100 edt  RM190&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOR HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armani Idole D'Armani                 50 edp  RM240&lt;br /&gt;Armani Code                         75 edp  RM270&lt;br /&gt;Burberry London                         30 edp  RM85&lt;br /&gt;Burberry Touch                         30 edp  RM85&lt;br /&gt;Burberry Weekend                 30 edp  RM85&lt;br /&gt;Beckham Signature Women                 75 edt  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Beckham Intimately Night         50 edt         RM90&lt;br /&gt;Beckham Intimately Night         75 edt  RM110&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Belive                 30 edp  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Hidden Fantasy         30 edp         RM80&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Hidden Fantasy         50 edp  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Fantasy                 30 edp         RM80&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Fantasy                 100 edp  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Fantasy Circus         100 edp  RM140&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Curious                 50 edp         RM100&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears Curious                 100 edp  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari BVL 2 Pour Femme         50ml edp RM160&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Omnia                         25 edp  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Omnia                         40 edp  RM140&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Omnia                         65 edp  RM200&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Jade                         40 edt         RM140&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Rose Essentials                 50 edt         RM160&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Voile de Jasmin                 50 edt  RM150&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Voile de Jasmin                 100 edt         RM180&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Pour Femme                 100 edp         RM210&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Pour Femme                 25 edp         RM100&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Jasmin Noir                 50 edp  RM200&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Jasmin Noir                 100 edp         RM225&lt;br /&gt;Bvlgari Rose Essentials                 100 edt         RM225&lt;br /&gt;CK Contradiction Women                 50 edp  RM120&lt;br /&gt;CK IN2U for Her                         150 edt  RM180&lt;br /&gt;CK Secret Obsession                 100 edp  RM150&lt;br /&gt;CK Euphoria for Women                 50 edp  RM180&lt;br /&gt;CK Euphoria for Women                 100 edp  RM240&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Chloe                         90 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Chloe                         30 edt  RM70&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Narcisse                         30 edt  RM70&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Narcisse                         100 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera Inspire         100 edp  RM120&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;G D&amp;amp;G for Women                 100 edt  RM220&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;G The One                           50 edp  RM220&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;G The One Rose                 75 edp  RM260&lt;br /&gt;Davidoff Cool Water                 100 edt  RM130&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Arden Beauty         100 edt  RM90&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Mediterranean         100 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Splendour         125 edp  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden 5th Ave                 75 edp  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden 5th Ave                 125 edp  RM90&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden True Love         100 edt  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Green Tea         100 edt  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Sunflowers         100 edt  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Red Door         100 edt  RM90&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Red Door Velvet         50 edp  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Taylor White Diamonds         100 edt  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Escada Escada S                         30 edp         RM120&lt;br /&gt;Escada Moon Sparkle                 50 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Escada Ocean Lounge                 30 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Estee Lauder Beyond Paradise         50 edp  RM170&lt;br /&gt;FCUK FCUK Her                         50 edt  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Gucci Gucci                          50 edp  RM190&lt;br /&gt;Gucci Gucci                         75 edp  RM240&lt;br /&gt;Gucci Flora                         50 edt  RM200&lt;br /&gt;Gucci Flora                         75 edt  RM250&lt;br /&gt;Gucci Gucci II                         75 edp  RM240&lt;br /&gt;Guess Guess for Women (Pink)         30 edp  RM90&lt;br /&gt;Guess Guess for Women (Pink)         75 edp         RM120&lt;br /&gt;Givenchy Organza                 50 edp  RM170&lt;br /&gt;Givenchy Ysatis                         50 edt  RM170&lt;br /&gt;Givenchy Amarige                 100 edt  RM230&lt;br /&gt;Giorgio Giorgio for Women         90 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Hilary Duff With Love                 100 edp  RM95&lt;br /&gt;Jlo Glow                         100 edt  RM150&lt;br /&gt;Jlo Glow                         50 edt  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Jlo Sunkissed Glow                 100 edt  RM140&lt;br /&gt;Jlo Love at First Glow                 100 edp  RM140&lt;br /&gt;Jlo Live Luxe                         50 edp  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Lanvin Rumeur                         30 edp  RM90&lt;br /&gt;Lanvin Arpege                         50 edp  RM160&lt;br /&gt;Lanvin Arpege                         100 edp  RM200&lt;br /&gt;Lolita Lempicka Lolita Lempicka         30 edp  RM110&lt;br /&gt;Lolita Lempicka Lolita Lempicka         100 edp  RM170&lt;br /&gt;Marc Jacobs Marc Jacobs                 30 edp  RM110&lt;br /&gt;Nina Ricci L'Air du Temps         100 edt  RM180&lt;br /&gt;Prada Prada                         80 edp  RM240&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton Just Me                 30 edp  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton Paris Hilton         30 edp  RM80&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren Romance                 30 edp  RM160&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren Notorious                 50 edp  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren Ralph                 30 edt  RM140&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren Ralph                 50 edt  RM180&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren Ralph Rocks         50 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren Ralph Rocks         100 edt  RM160&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren Ralph Lauren Blue         75 edt  RM170&lt;br /&gt;SJP Lovely                         50 edp  RM120&lt;br /&gt;SJP Lovely                         100 edp  RM150&lt;br /&gt;SJP Covet                         100 edp  RM100&lt;br /&gt;SJP Pure Bloom                         100 edp  RM100&lt;br /&gt;Versace Bright Crystal                 30 edt  RM150&lt;br /&gt;Versace Versace Women                 100 edp  RM170&lt;br /&gt;Versace New Woman                 100 edp  RM240&lt;br /&gt;Versace Crystal Noir                 90 edt  RM230&lt;br /&gt;Vera Wang Princess                 50 edt  RM160&lt;br /&gt;Vera Wang Princess                 100 edt  RM220&lt;br /&gt;YSL Elle                         50 edp  RM140&lt;br /&gt;YSL Parisienne                         30 edp  RM160&lt;br /&gt;YSL Parisienne                         50 edp  RM230&lt;br /&gt;YSL Baby Doll                         30 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;YSL Cinema                         50 edp  RM170&lt;br /&gt;YSL Yvresse                         125 edt  RM170&lt;br /&gt;YSL Young Sexy Lovely                 30 edt  RM90&lt;br /&gt;YSL Young Sexy Lovely                 75 edt  RM120&lt;br /&gt;YSL Opium for Women                 50 edt  RM160&lt;br /&gt;YSL Opium for Women                 100 edt  RM240&lt;br /&gt;YSL Paris                         30 edt  RM140&lt;br /&gt;YSL Paris                         50 edt  RM200&lt;br /&gt;YSL Paris                          125 edt  RM240&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1773998918454801011?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1773998918454801011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1773998918454801011&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1773998918454801011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1773998918454801011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/05/perfumes-for-sale.html' title='Perfumes for sale'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8174958580438104464</id><published>2010-05-04T16:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:40:03.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfumes for sale'/><title type='text'>Taking orders : Perfumes</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day is coming, so there's a massive sale on perfumes! My favourite sale :D&lt;br /&gt;I even bought a few bottles for myself heh heh *so tamak*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since Im going back to Malaysia for a holiday end of this month, Im opening up orders until end of this week. But bear in mind, you will only be able to get your perfumes once Im in Malaysia, which is on the 29 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this space tonight, will update a whole list of perfume bargains!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8174958580438104464?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8174958580438104464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8174958580438104464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8174958580438104464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8174958580438104464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/05/taking-orders-perfumes.html' title='Taking orders : Perfumes'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1822898507569906954</id><published>2010-05-03T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:21:09.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another trip</title><content type='html'>We're going back to Malaysia for two weeks!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 25 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1822898507569906954?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1822898507569906954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1822898507569906954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1822898507569906954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1822898507569906954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-trip.html' title='another trip'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1039962936750664457</id><published>2010-04-28T08:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:17:26.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Like Ive mentioned before, we were actually planning to go camping.&lt;br /&gt;Yet somehow over here, its not possible to do that at the very last minute. Most of the camping spots that I called were fully booked, and they told me it was fully booked weeks before! And you can't just camp anywhere you want. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were back to square one. Didnt know what to do and where to go. Since hubby was planning to go fishing, on Friday we decided to go fishing near Swan River after lunch, which was nice. We went to a small park near East Perth and caught just one, a blowfish! LOL! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95hCcMPvTI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8WgDtGWsjRM/s1600/IMG_2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95hCcMPvTI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8WgDtGWsjRM/s400/IMG_2839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466913692229549362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day, we had our picnic blanket and some snacks, and I had my book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday came and hubby decided to take me to Yanchep National Park. There's a lake there, so we thought we could fish there. Bila sampai mcm frustrated sbb tak boleh. Dah laa nk naik boat around the lake pun takde. We walked around the park, saw some koalas sleeping in the trees, and took some pictures. We had a picnic near the lake, then we went straight to the Crystal cave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95diTN3FFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/A8NPARn_xbU/s1600/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95diTN3FFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/A8NPARn_xbU/s400/IMG_2860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466909841529705554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our first time in a cave, so everything was very new and interesting to us. It was kind of humid in there, so my skin started to get oily, maka gambar2 yg diambil sungguh laa buruk heheh. After Yanchep, we went to a beach nearby, Two Rocks, utk apa lagi, fishing lah! Hubby is kindda addicted now, hari-hari ingat fishing je. I got bored while he fishes, so I started to feed the fish dkt tepi batu-batu with bread. Hubby mcm marah sikit sbb ckp kacau org nak mancing ehehehehe. We stayed there until petang, and balik dgn tangan kosong. Bohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I decided to go to Fremantle to see the Street Arts Festival, which was held every year. We went last year tu pun kebetulan pegi Fremantle tiba-tiba tgk ramai org. So we went again this year to watch the buskers performs, and it was a great fun! I really-really enjoyed the festival, seeing different cultures and performances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95aZLemIWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/wH2WyUN7RZo/s1600/IMG_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95aZLemIWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/wH2WyUN7RZo/s400/IMG_2903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466906386298708322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mime guy is a regular in Perth city, and I used to watch him during the weekends in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95aZd7XuKI/AAAAAAAAAns/nFkBmFKQqZA/s1600/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95aZd7XuKI/AAAAAAAAAns/nFkBmFKQqZA/s400/IMG_2923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466906391251237026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is funny! Unfortunately we only got to watch the last 15 minutes of his show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95aaf7sWXI/AAAAAAAAAn0/JTJSo_uzbJA/s1600/IMG_2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95aaf7sWXI/AAAAAAAAAn0/JTJSo_uzbJA/s400/IMG_2941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466906408969329010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are awesome! They're Tribal village dance band, and they have some really cool tribal songs and dance moves. We really enjoyed their show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddd there's this one funny makcik dancing in the middle of the show, wearing a yellow tshirt that said "Support Penang", so Im guessing she's Malaysian! You can see her pictures in my FB ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, basically that's what we did during the hols. Monday we just stayed at home, kepenatan sbb hari-hari jln. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1039962936750664457?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1039962936750664457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1039962936750664457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1039962936750664457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1039962936750664457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-long-weekend.html' title='Easter Long Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S95hCcMPvTI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8WgDtGWsjRM/s72-c/IMG_2839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8783197504655187852</id><published>2010-04-13T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:23:14.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>I promise to myself that I will do the things that I need to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to achieve the things that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation. Motivation. Keep on the fire woman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8783197504655187852?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8783197504655187852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8783197504655187852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8783197504655187852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8783197504655187852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-162187711227950959</id><published>2010-04-07T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:13:59.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock knock</title><content type='html'>We had a great Easter weekend!&lt;br /&gt;But of course, we didnt go camping. But we managed to find other things to do and go for the long weekend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog and upload pictures later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-162187711227950959?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/162187711227950959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=162187711227950959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/162187711227950959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/162187711227950959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/knock-knock.html' title='Knock knock'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2798225854549031992</id><published>2010-04-03T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:27:06.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things change, and Ive changed. Literally?</title><content type='html'>I was a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;six&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;eight&lt;/span&gt;. Now Im a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, with a possibility of a *yikes* &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TWELVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be scared now?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2798225854549031992?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2798225854549031992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2798225854549031992&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2798225854549031992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2798225854549031992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/things-change-and-ive-changed-literally.html' title='Things change, and Ive changed. Literally?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8001331664195808586</id><published>2010-04-01T15:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:12:30.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of hope and faith</title><content type='html'>I have a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may know, some may not. Ive been waiting to write about this for a while. And so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;30 January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, I found out that Im pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the second test I did that month, the first was a week before, but it was negative. I was a bit frustrated because I didnt get my menses since December, so I was pretty sure I might be pregnant since I never miss my menses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, on Saturday I did another test on hubby's request. I was so nervous to see the result, I asked hubby to wait in the living room, and not follow me into the bedroom. So I waited a while, nervous and nearly in tears. I dont know why but I had my hopes quite high that day because Ive noticed some changes with my body. And then I looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S7YiHqLIyNI/AAAAAAAAAnU/d01FaUUU01E/s1600/IMG_2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S7YiHqLIyNI/AAAAAAAAAnU/d01FaUUU01E/s400/IMG_2812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455585513581365458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah. When I saw the two lines, I was just speechless. I starred at it for a while, forgetting that hubby was waiting outside nervously (I hope). I smiled, just for a second, and then tears started flowing. It was a very, very happy cry. I was planning to come out with a big smile, and jumping up and down (Ive always imagine what Id do when this time comes), but all I could do was cry and cry, walking out from the bedroom to the living room. Hubby immediately stood up and looked at me, surprised and nervous because I was crying. Actually sobbing was the exact word. He asked, "Kenapa? Ok ke tak?", and I just showed him the pregnancy test stick without any word, just crying and sobbing. I knew he didnt know how to read it, it took him a while, and suddenly he just grabbed me and hugged me so tightly without saying anything. And I started crying out loud again. It was a very happy day for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 February 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our first appointment with the doctor. Just to have a confirmation from him. We've been anxious since last Saturday because all the clinics were closed, and so we had to wait. I showed the doctor the test stick, and the doctor smiled. He said, if its positive, its positive. But I did another urine test just to be sure, and also a blood test. After the appointment, we started talking about baby stuff already. Excited parents-to-be we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13 February 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first antenatal ultrasound appointment. We had to wait for another week after the first dr's appointment because the urine test showed my hcG level is still low, meaning im still early in my pregnancy, about 3-4 weeks. So the doctor asked us to wait for another week for the ultrasound. We went on Saturday because hubby had to work. All radiology are closed at 5pm every weekday. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Boring jugak benda-benda macam ni. Kalau kat Malaysia, malam pun bukak lagi&lt;/span&gt;. I was practically skipping all the way because I was excited. When I finally was in the room, the nurse put some cold gel on my full-bladder belly, (rasa nk terkucil je bila dia tekan-tekan). And then I saw it. Subhanallah. I was speechless and in awe when I saw the gestational sac. It was still small, just at 5 weeks. When I saw the sac, I feel so blessed, because finally I get to experience it. It is in me, growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S7Yf3U_kx-I/AAAAAAAAAnM/yaTmpwhYFgY/s1600/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S7Yf3U_kx-I/AAAAAAAAAnM/yaTmpwhYFgY/s400/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455583033994561506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week after the scan, we went to see my doctor again to get full results from the scan, and also from the blood test. The doctor was happy to see me, and gave me positive results. My blood test showed me Im a healthy person, alhamdulillah, and the sac is in the right position. So everything is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we scheduled for another ultrasound, at 8 weeks to see the fetus, and heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4 March 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Thursday, we couldnt get an appointment on Saturday like we wanted. Initially hubby asked me to go alone, because he couldnt get out from work. But after some pujuk-memujuk session, and a "Tanak tgk baby ke?" line, he agreed. So I picked him up from his office around 12pm and went to the radiology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait for a while, and then it was our turn. The nurse was pretty quiet while doing the scanning, and then we saw the sac. It was a little bit peculiar because the sac was empty. I've already studied week by week of the fetal development, and it did not look like it was supposed to. There was no fetus in the sac, and I was pretty sure the was no heartbeat as well. I wasnt very sure if the nurse turned on the volume of the ultrasound, but it was very quiet. I was so nervous, and I kept looking at hubby with a worried look. The nurse asked me if I had any bleeding or any pain at all before this. I told her I had none. I asked her if there was something wrong, but she just smiled and said, "Dont worry. We know nothing for sure yet." And at that time I knew something was wrong. She asked us if it is okay to do a transvaginal ultrasound to have a clearer image. We agreed and signed a paper. But somehow there was no doctor around so they can't proceed, and asked us to go to another branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to Willeton, about 20mins drive and had to wait for another half hour for the doctor. I was already crying the whole time because I knew it was bad news. And then it was it. The transvaginal ultrasound wasnt as scary as it sounds, but the images that we saw was the same as before. Empty sac, no fetus whatsoever and of course, no heartbeat. The doctor explained for a while, and what I heard was "it was a failure. An early pregnancy failure", "you will hemorrhage soon" and "Im very sorry". It happened so quickly and so unexpectedly. I was shocked. I managed a smile to the doctor and the nurse (which was kind, and said she was sorry too), cleaned up, paid the bill and got into the car. I just stared out the window the whole journey home, crying in silent. Hubby didnt know what else to say, and just hold my hands. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened so fast, I actually wondered if I was in a dream. I slept a lot for a few days after that, waking up, trying to remember, and thinking if it was real. Or maybe I just had a bad dream. And when reality hits me, Id cry myself to sleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's called blighted ovum, or in a much simpler words, early pregnancy failure. Nothing much to explain there. Apparently it is quite normal, and we nor I did nothing wrong throughout the pregnancy that would have caused it. It just happened. Things do happen. All for the right reasons. Allah have better plans for us, everyone told us over and over again. And I believe them. Id be lying if I say Im perfectly okay now. I still do cry at times when I remembered. Whenever I see myself in the mirror, and touching my belly, I have this feeling of emptiness. Something WAS there. A possible of a new life. But it didnt happen, not quite yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I am, accepting all the things that has happened, keeping faith in me, Insyallah my time will definately come. May my prayers be answered some day.&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/8846674966348544374-8001331664195808586?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8001331664195808586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8001331664195808586&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8001331664195808586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8001331664195808586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-hope-and-faith.html' title='Of hope and faith'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S7YiHqLIyNI/AAAAAAAAAnU/d01FaUUU01E/s72-c/IMG_2812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-4572321014214522947</id><published>2010-03-27T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:56:04.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><title type='text'>Start nak rajin berblog balik?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S64r0HWhPEI/AAAAAAAAAm8/CKQH-tQp88A/s1600/ck-one-summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 352px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S64r0HWhPEI/AAAAAAAAAm8/CKQH-tQp88A/s400/ck-one-summer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453344373118942274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's unisex, thought of sharing it with hubby. Gedik kan. Niat dihati beli utk hubby, tapi nak curik2 jugak skali skala hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the review, ada yg cakap best, ada yang cakap tak best. To me, its very refreshing. Suka jugak lah. Beli pun sbb tgk murahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Saya suka bila tgk murah2 ni. Rasa nak beli sepuluh je! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hubby lagi kelakar, tgk baldi kecik comel murah $1, terus amik dua. Tercengang kejap tanya nak buat apa banyak2. Kat rumah dah ada. Dia kata geram tgk murah. Boleh tak??? Haha Nasib baik dia tak beli sepuluh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ye, next week is a long holiday. Ramai jugak kawan-kawan msian yang nak balik. Easter nak datang dah. Merata-rata jual Easter egg chocolates. Geram tgk sebab cute-cute. Saya ni semua nak geram :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the holiday, berapa kali hubby tanya, long weekend next week nak pegi mana? Duit tak banyak nak pegi holiday jauh-jauh. So tiba-tiba macam mana tah ada idea nak pegi camping. Harap-harap jadi lah! Pinggan and cawan especially utk camping dah dibeli! haha Gedik sungguh kitorang ni. Lepas beli, rasa mcm tah pape pulak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept petang tadi, sebab pening gila kepala. So now nak dekat 1am still depan laptop. But now, sebab stare depan laptop lama sangat (hubby tgh syok main game bola dia, then tgk bola pulak), pening datang balik. So I better go to sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope all of you are enjoying your weekend! Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-4572321014214522947?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4572321014214522947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=4572321014214522947&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4572321014214522947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4572321014214522947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-nak-rajin-berblog-balik.html' title='Start nak rajin berblog balik?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S64r0HWhPEI/AAAAAAAAAm8/CKQH-tQp88A/s72-c/ck-one-summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8097014614272510148</id><published>2010-03-19T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:12:45.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My body is rejecting and getting rid of anything that is not necessary anymore. Whatever that was in there was so precious, now is slowly coming out. It is painful, emotionally and physically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah ya Tuhanku, ku tahu segala ujian yang Kau berikan adalah berdasarkan kemampuanku, apa yang terdaya oleh ku. Sesungguhnya aku redha dengan ketentuanMu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8097014614272510148?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8097014614272510148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8097014614272510148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8097014614272510148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8097014614272510148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-body-is-rejecting-and-getting-rid-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2931030697689514739</id><published>2010-03-18T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:36:04.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there</title><content type='html'>Ya Allah! So lama tak updateeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari-hari tekan "New Post" then akan stare at the screen for 5-10 minutes, then click sign out. Haih. I know I know. Actually I have lots of things to write about, happy stuff, sad stuff, daily stuff etc but I dont know why. I think my brain went dead for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep last night. I was tempted to turn on the laptop and begin writing again, but it was kindda cold last night, and it was much warmer and nicer under the blanket hehe. So I chose to bergolek berjam-jam sampai tertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh Ive changed my number! Finally. I was a bit berat hati utk menukarnya sebab I dont like changes. Its a hassle bila dah tukar number ni, haruslah memberitahu rakan-rakan taulan, baik di Malaysia atau di Perth ni. But to be honest, ramainya tak bagitahu lagi! I think my friends kat sini pun mesti tak tahu nak contact mcm mana heheh. Bila nak call or sms sape2 baru lah terhegeh2 cakap "Ive changed my number tau. Sarah". I didnt even tell my mom my new number sampai lah haritu nk tanya something so I texted, then bagitau, "Oh Umi, ni nombor baru Kaklong." Teruk kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my old number dekat Malaysia. Sangatlah reluctant to cancel the number, so I gave it to my little brother to use it. So whenever Im home, haruslah paksa dia bagi simcard tu and he'll be phoneless. Padan muka. Hubby jugak kena tukar number baru everytime dia balik haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, sape-sape nak my number (ececehh macamlah ada orang nak), sila lah check di FB. Dah update kat situ sbb malas subhanallah nak pegi sms semua bgtau new number. Im paying my own phone bills now! YIKES! Dah laa super mahal dari last plan haha semua sebab nak phone baru. tamak tamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo sorry sebab lama tak update. Rasa nak update hari-hari balik lah macam dulu. Tapi rasanya akan poyo sedikit. Takpe, akan usaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alasan pertama sebab lama tak update, in January until February I was working. Part-time jadi waitress heheheheh kerja 3-4 hours a day, 4 days a week. So tak tersempat nak berblog. Padahal banyak je time main game dekat FB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alasan kedua, ada banyak cerita nak dibagitau tapi nak hold dulu konon-kononnya. So hold lah dulu eventho temptation utk menulis cerita-cerita sangatlah kuat. Tapi still taknak cerita lagi. So bila time sudah tiba nak bercerita, cerita lain pula datang. Maka harus dihold lagi sebab utk memastikan cerita kedua. Hish, memang macam-macam cerita betul lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no worries, Insyallah I'll be writing and updating my boring daily life soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting today hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Ayah is coming tomorrow! Panic gila sebab cakap nak dtg this Sunday or Monday. Skali Friday! Panic sbb kena masak hahahahahaha! Ayah if you are reading this, sorry lah if Kaklong kurang masak, or masakan Kaklong kurenggg. Memang tak pakar lagi lah. Nervous nak pikir nak masak apa hari-hari bila Ayah datang nanti. Even hubby pun tanya, "Ayah datang ni nak masak apa???". Selalu kalau malas and takde idea nak masak, I masak nasi goreng saje hihihi tapi divariasikan harini nasi goreng cina, esok nasi goreng kampung, lusa nasi goreng ape tah pulak ;p&lt;br /&gt;(But I tak buat lah begitu hari-hari. Selang-selang dgn lauk jugak hihihi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I hope I can go jalan-jalan with Ayah this weekend. Alhamdulillah sangat happy bila tahu that he's coming here, eventho for work. At least he has the weekend to spend with us :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2931030697689514739?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2931030697689514739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2931030697689514739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2931030697689514739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2931030697689514739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-there.html' title='Hello there'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-9165295758632121945</id><published>2010-02-12T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:48:07.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about you and me</title><content type='html'>Its not always rainbow and sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were offended by someone, but a long time ago, you'd forgive right? I did. But I didnt forget. So now, its hard when Im in that "sorta" situation again, I want to forgive and forget, but I cant. I forgive, but the scene keep on repeating itself over and over again. Making it hard. Its just a tiny-tiny little thing, that I wish I can forget. Unfortunately, NOT. So I wonder if that person wants to stand up, or just keep quite, until I open my mouth, smiling, and pretending that I forget. And that person will never know, how I actually feel. Then again, I dont think that person realized what had been said, really hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my ego too you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-9165295758632121945?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9165295758632121945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=9165295758632121945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9165295758632121945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9165295758632121945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-about-you-and-me.html' title='Its about you and me'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5176585151617293033</id><published>2010-02-06T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:55:27.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Im a big, big girl in a big big world! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5176585151617293033?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5176585151617293033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5176585151617293033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5176585151617293033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5176585151617293033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5494868809342886590</id><published>2010-02-01T09:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:38:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>up to no good today ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5494868809342886590?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5494868809342886590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5494868809342886590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5494868809342886590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5494868809342886590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2815019636286554807</id><published>2010-01-15T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:48:56.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DuaSpade</title><content type='html'>Support the sistah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://duaspade.blogspot.com"&gt;duaspade.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2815019636286554807?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2815019636286554807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2815019636286554807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2815019636286554807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2815019636286554807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/01/duaspade.html' title='DuaSpade'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5640441990254412269</id><published>2010-01-12T15:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:00:54.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sabtu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday, we woke up around 5.30am and met up with Abg Shahid and Kak Nadia at their house around 6.30ish. We then met up with other people (I didnt really know most of them) in Willetton and left for Mandurah around 7.30am. Punya lah lama nak menunggu. Konvoi beramai2. I think there were at least 10 cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant really remember what time we arrived, but the sun was already on top of our heads. Menyesal tak beli topi bulat besar yg cun utk mengcover muka so that tak hitam. Bila sampai, all the ladies yang ada anak2 semua bentang tikar bawah pokok yg rendang and keluarkan picnic basket masing2. Hubby was too excited to get into the water, so I immediately put on my aqua shoes and amik satu scoop and sengih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: "Laa nak jugak pegang scoop ke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Ye lah. Nak tangkap ketam jugak." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masuk je air, mind you, air kat tepi2 dia sangat lah busuk! Maybe sebab kering kot, banyak gila lalat. Bila dah jauh sikit air dah paras keting, baru laa nampak air bersih. I was a bit anxious and nervous, because hubby reminded me over and over again that if the ketam sepit, SAKIT gila tau. So I spent the whole time looking out for crabs, but not to catch them, but to actually run away! The first time I saw a crab, i screamed, and backing off. Hubby cepat2 patah balik and asked me to catch it. Seriously I was so scared. Last-last hubby yang tolong tangkap ngeh ngeh ngeh. Lepas tu kena buang balik sebab its too small. We cant just simply catch any crabs we see. There's a minimum of 12cm size I think. Correct me if im wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the first crab encounter, we went further. I think we walked around 500m further out, and the ground was filled with seaweeds. It looks dark and again, scary because you dont know what's hidden under all those weeds. Hubby told me crabs might hide under there, so you have to be extra careful. Bila dah dengar macam tu, lagi lah takut! Air dah sampai paras peha, and hubby was walking faster ahead of me. I was way too nervous and everytime i think i see something in the water, i stopped. And yelled out for hubby to wait for me. And there were times I simply stood there in the water screaming at hubby to help me out. Seriously, now I know that Im a penakut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After about 2 hours in the water, I told him Ive had enough. And of course, he had to walk back with me ehehehhehee. Plus he's tired too, lagi2 takde sekor pun dapat! Most of the crabs that he (he je ye. I didnt caught anything sebab takut :p ) caught were too small, so he had to throw them back into the water. And he told me last time he went (last year), there were many. Tak payah cari2, nampak je dia keluar. So that day wasnt really a good day to go crabbing anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the rest of the group caught some. Most of them dalam 2 ekor je, but at least ada than nothing at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some of the crabs. Ni hasil bukan seorang ye. Ni ramai2 punya ;) Ada lagi, tapi ni among the first yg naik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wqkPUXhhI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zIHktQSXAU0/s1600-h/IMG_2593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425758453150221842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wqkPUXhhI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zIHktQSXAU0/s400/IMG_2593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abg Shahid dengan, rasanya bukan ketam yang dia tangkap. But the biggest of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wqjGtpgUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ztxP_eYvbiI/s1600-h/IMG_2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425758433660469570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wqjGtpgUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ztxP_eYvbiI/s400/IMG_2595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This lil girl, I couldnt remember what's her name, sangat lah berani nk pegang ketam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wqjugFxMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/VnmtwclGp_I/s1600-h/IMG_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425758444341019842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wqjugFxMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/VnmtwclGp_I/s400/IMG_2597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there's only 3 pictures for that day, sebab battery habis bila nk snap picture yg ke 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we left around 11 or 12pm because we were tired. And we were supposed to go to a wedding right? But once we got home, kemas-kemas tukar baju, terus tidur!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, we got ready to go to Mussel bar in Fremantle for hubby's company. We didnt have any dinner because of course, we thought it will be a seating dinner. Apparently not! When we got there, everyone was standing and holding a glass each, in the middle of the restaurant with only a few empty tables. I was a bit worried, because we didnt have any lunch that day, just samosas for tea. And when I saw the waiters were holding trays of finger foods, my heart stoppped. GREATTTTTTT. Im guessing its a cocktail party? We're gonna be starving! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went through the whole night waiting for the waiters to come around us and offer us the food. Yang bosannya, not all were seafood. So everytime kena tanya ape isi dia. Haih. Nasib baik lapik laa jugak perut. But I cant say that we were really that kenyang pun. So anyway, here's the one and only picture that we took that night. Busy migling around and make conversations lah kononnya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wzcJkGeEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/wVOlIz9oevE/s1600-h/IMG_2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wzcJkGeEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/wVOlIz9oevE/s400/IMG_2600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425768209771296834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. All in all, we had a good Saturday ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5640441990254412269?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5640441990254412269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5640441990254412269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5640441990254412269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5640441990254412269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabtu.html' title='sabtu'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S0wqkPUXhhI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zIHktQSXAU0/s72-c/IMG_2593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6182348675545139467</id><published>2010-01-09T00:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T18:33:33.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No fireworks?</title><content type='html'>Happy 2010 everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Im 9 days late. But hey, better late than never right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since I wrote anything. I did posts a few, but just a short and sweet ones. Ive been terrible. Managing everything, juggling everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I got back from Malaysia after Eid, Ive been busy. Although I do have time for Facebook, unfortunately none here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite interesting since October. We've moved to the suburb. So Im no longer a "city girl" HA HA. We're living in a three-bedroom house now. Not too big, but not too small either. I'd say just nice, but still plenty of room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[this is a space for a picture of our house]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S21DdTnsEmI/AAAAAAAAAms/tS-QpvhOCXM/s1600-h/IMG_2384edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S21DdTnsEmI/AAAAAAAAAms/tS-QpvhOCXM/s400/IMG_2384edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435074496068063842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November came, and so does friends. November left, and so does friends. Fatin and her family, including her husband and her baby in her bump came to visit Perth, and they stayed for around 10 days. Showed them around, and Fatin and hubby stayed at our house for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Kak Sarie and family left Perth for good. Im going to miss them very much. The sad part was that we didnt get to send them off at the airport as we would have hoped, because of unfortunate circumstances, and bad timing I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[this should be a space where I put me and kak sarie's picture, including lana. unfortunately, we never took any pictures together. so sad]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then December came. Fatin went back to Malaysia, a week later Afifah and her cousins came. And they were here for 10 days as well. Had a great time while they were here, and Ifa stayed at our house for a few days. Took her shopping (of course!), and we had a great time on Boxing day. A record, from 9am-5.30pm shopping, non-stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[this will be a space where i show off my catch of the day]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S21FLqtVxWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/kl-c-ty1KK0/s1600-h/IMG_2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S21FLqtVxWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/kl-c-ty1KK0/s400/IMG_2446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435076392051393890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day after Afifa and her cousins left, Aya came, for 4 days. Didnt manage to take her around as much, but took her to Fremantle (we took the Captain Cook Cruise), and also to King's Park. And had a nice evening at the Cottlesloe beach and City beach, watched the last sunset of 2009, and had an early night. Didnt even watch the TV for the fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, its already 9 January 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Iman's birthday, on the 7th! Will have to call Umi and talk to him later. Im anxious to see him in his school uniform. He's 5 this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[im still waiting for anyone to send me iman's picture in his uniform so i can put it up here]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is moving so fast, I can barely breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow shall be a long, tiring, and interesting (I hope) day. We're leaving at 5.30am to go crabbing in Mandurah, a wedding in Balcatta, and a company dinner in Fremantle. Pheww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its already 1am and Im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more soon, with pictures. Dont worry. Its one of my new year resolution ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6182348675545139467?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6182348675545139467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6182348675545139467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6182348675545139467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6182348675545139467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-fireworks.html' title='No fireworks?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/S21DdTnsEmI/AAAAAAAAAms/tS-QpvhOCXM/s72-c/IMG_2384edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7277367919526618610</id><published>2009-12-25T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:25:38.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish,</title><content type='html'>I wish upon a star, I can go for a holiday next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really want to see my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7277367919526618610?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7277367919526618610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7277367919526618610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7277367919526618610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7277367919526618610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish.html' title='I wish,'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-262050303365807407</id><published>2009-12-06T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:49:23.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>I need change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new resolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-262050303365807407?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/262050303365807407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=262050303365807407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/262050303365807407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/262050303365807407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1358655112300971839</id><published>2009-11-18T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:20:32.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one after another</title><content type='html'>Bila baca blog &lt;a href="http://meksah.blogspot.com"&gt;Aisyah&lt;/a&gt;, RINDU semakin menjadi-jadi. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye ye Iman comel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam was on the phone with him. I told him that Ive moved to another house, and there's a garage (which he loves). He asked, "Dalam garage tu ada kereta ape?". Adeeiiii. Susah nyaaa nak jawab soalan tu. Tanya balik, "Iman nak ada kereta ape dalam tu?" "Felariiii. Sebab dia lajuuuu." Mampu gelak je laa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau dia tengah dalam kereta, so tanya dia lagi, "Iman dekat mana ni?" "Iman dekat Malaysia." OK ni mengeluh besar. Haha ape-ape saje laa jawapan budak ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, was on the the phone again with him. He told me, "Kaklong, Iman beli Felari dengan Range Dover tadi". (Yes that's how he pronounces it.) "Ye ke? Nak jugakk. Iman beli laa utk Kaklong satu." Iman mengeluh. "Alahh. Iman punya mainan jeeee." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how kids can have really-really awsome answers to our never ending questions, and funny answers too. Geram nak gigit-gigit je rasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rindu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Iman sekarang pun dah ada Facebook ok. haha Abang-abang dia punya kerja lah tu!&lt;br /&gt;Sape-sape berminat, sila lah add dia ye. Tapi obviously bukan dia yg approve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1358655112300971839?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1358655112300971839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1358655112300971839&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1358655112300971839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1358655112300971839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-after-another.html' title='one after another'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1175176010710139199</id><published>2009-11-07T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:54:43.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain and sunshine</title><content type='html'>I was upset today. About little things. The smallest things. And big things too. So i opted for the silence. But i did let my anger and frustration out a little bit. Just a tiny one, then i shut up. It didnt help when he says nothing too.&lt;br /&gt;So we had dinner and the whole night in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he fell asleep first. Before me. It is so not fair! Why? Because I love watching him sleep. It makes me smile. It makes all the upset thingy go away. It makes me forget all the things i wanted to talk or say to him, or confront him, or to just pick a fight. Its gone. And now its all warm and fuzzy. Sheeeshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still talks in his sleep by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, im back! Sort of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1175176010710139199?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1175176010710139199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1175176010710139199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1175176010710139199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1175176010710139199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain-and-sunshine.html' title='Rain and sunshine'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-874354062922709968</id><published>2009-10-21T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:39:55.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back in Perth</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, Ive safely landed in Perth yesterday morning at 5.30am, and was out of the airport at 6am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've managed to get a house, just signed the contract and got the keys today during lunch time, and went to the house after dinner, just to take a look around. Ive never seen the house, and all I can say, hubby did a good job. Although he can do a better job :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah, when we move in and get settled, I'll upload some pictures of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, we're kindda menumpang at a friend's house. Since he's living alone and there's a spare room, we might as well accompany him hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-874354062922709968?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/874354062922709968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=874354062922709968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/874354062922709968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/874354062922709968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back-in-perth.html' title='Im back in Perth'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-4427136906075596782</id><published>2009-10-13T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:49:18.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he is so far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/StNdRRC8D7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/UtLp1W4117k/s1600-h/DSC_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391755730107502514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/StNdRRC8D7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/UtLp1W4117k/s400/DSC_0671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's back in Perth since last week. And I'll be going back Monday next week.&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar nyaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-4427136906075596782?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4427136906075596782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=4427136906075596782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4427136906075596782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4427136906075596782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-is-so-far-away.html' title='he is so far away'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/StNdRRC8D7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/UtLp1W4117k/s72-c/DSC_0671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3769182549114399587</id><published>2009-09-10T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:25:08.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rumah ku</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, we didnt get the house that we went to view last week. :((&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That means, we have no place to live! Yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully when hubby gets back, he'll find a nice house for us. Insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-3769182549114399587?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3769182549114399587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3769182549114399587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3769182549114399587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3769182549114399587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/09/rumah-ku.html' title='rumah ku'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7533462798853988702</id><published>2009-09-10T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:21:50.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila lagi 5 hari nak balik</title><content type='html'>Kami tgh packing, yet again. Tak habis habis barang packing. It seems, the more I pack, the more stuff we have. GGrrrrrr. Sabar sabar... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang-kadang pening bila encik suami tolong buat kerja. I love him, of course. But sometimes, rasa nak bebel je. (Dah bebel dah pun, tapi moderately hihi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lagi 5 hari!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak sabar nak balik! Plan kami, lepas terawih mahu pegi drive tru KFC utk supper! Oh popcorn chicken, Im coming! Iman cakap copcorn. Huehehuhehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semalam Ayah call. Lepas tu cakap lah dengan Iman. First thing dia tanya, dah beli baju Iman tak? (Eh eh budak niii) Baju apa? Baju swimming suit. Dah berapa kali dah ckp telefon dgn dia, mesti remind kan beli baju tu. Tapi before this diselitkan dgn telescope dia skali sebab nak tgk alien (pengaruh game Sims 2 haha) Semalam takde pulak dia mention. Nasib baik! Niat dah nak beli, tapi bila betul-betul nak pegi beli takde lah pulak kannnn. So tak jadi beli sebab budak tu lupa hihihi Part yang best, cakap "Kaklong tak tahu laa nak beli kat mana. Tak ade." "Adeeeee. Dekat Jusco dekat dgn rumah kaklong tu. Kan kite pegi haritu." Bijak bijak. Tapi semua kedai to him nama dia Jusco haha. Geram. Tak sabar nak balik and gomol dia walaupun tahun depan dah boleh pegi tadika! OMG dah besarrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and Iman banyak kali call cakap nak pegi rumah Kaklong. Sekarang jugak! Suruh pegi beli ticket. And dia nak packing baju-baju tebal dia. So semalam dia cakap lagi, dgn suara yang sayu, "Iman nak pegi rumah Kaklong..." "Tak payah laa. Kaklong nak pegi rumah Iman ni. Sekejap je lagi." "Sekejap lagi? Bila?" "Iman tido 7 kali dulu, lepas tu Kaklong sampai." "OK. Tapi Iman nak pegi jugak rumah Kaklong." "Kenape?" "Rumah Kaklong sejuk. Rumah Iman panas." Alahaiii. Tak dapek nak menolong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok kawan-kawan. Kita jumpa di KL lepas raya ok? I'll be in Terengganu at hubby's hse until 1 Oct maybe. Dont worry, I'll be free on that day onwards, Insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss you peeps!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7533462798853988702?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7533462798853988702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7533462798853988702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7533462798853988702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7533462798853988702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/09/bila-lagi-5-hari-nak-balik.html' title='Bila lagi 5 hari nak balik'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7936642758121265692</id><published>2009-08-28T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:23:09.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Ramadhan 1430</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah dah 7 hari kita berpuasa. Moga dibulan baik ini hidup kita lebih diberkati. Ambil kesempatan ini untuk beramal jariah dan berdoa. Moga-moga diperkenankan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dah lama tak berblog. Busy yang amat sangat. We'll be going back to Malaysia insyallah on the 15 September 2009, and at the moment, Im busy packing up all of our stuff to bring back, as well as packing up the whole house because we're moving! *alamak, baru perasan sempat berapa patah je berbahasa melayu.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we dont know yet where we're gonna move, but we've been looking around for a house in the suburb, and next Monday we're gonna go and view another house. I hope everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview of how our apartment looks like at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Spa_Pu13udI/AAAAAAAAAl4/5dShsxvHxto/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374693482306189778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Spa_Pu13udI/AAAAAAAAAl4/5dShsxvHxto/s400/IMG_1939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh all the books has been packed into the box after I took this picture heheh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Spa_PLaZXfI/AAAAAAAAAlw/sRBDWNhQ4dk/s1600-h/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374693472795713010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Spa_PLaZXfI/AAAAAAAAAlw/sRBDWNhQ4dk/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersepah kan? Hari2 tgk sakit mata... Takde tempat dah nak letak. So terpaksa tahan laa bersemak 2minggu lebih lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak sabar nak balik rumah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7936642758121265692?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7936642758121265692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7936642758121265692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7936642758121265692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7936642758121265692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/7-ramadhan-1430.html' title='7 Ramadhan 1430'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Spa_Pu13udI/AAAAAAAAAl4/5dShsxvHxto/s72-c/IMG_1939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8282898164197071293</id><published>2009-08-17T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:44:01.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>New updates at &lt;a href="http://topazhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Topaz House&lt;/a&gt;! Gorgeous sunnies with gorgeous price! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8282898164197071293?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8282898164197071293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8282898164197071293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8282898164197071293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8282898164197071293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5078259462306417731</id><published>2009-08-12T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:33:36.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coach'/><title type='text'>COACH Handbags!</title><content type='html'>Heyya peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog is up and running. So please support! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://topazhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Topaz House&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Im not the owner of the blog, but my cousin Emie is! If there's anything to enquire, you can directly email her. If not, Im always happy to help ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5078259462306417731?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5078259462306417731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5078259462306417731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5078259462306417731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5078259462306417731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/coach-handbags.html' title='COACH Handbags!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6766743818867555128</id><published>2009-08-10T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:00:46.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Ape nak masak malam ni???!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takde idea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6766743818867555128?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6766743818867555128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6766743818867555128&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6766743818867555128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6766743818867555128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8750115035187952878</id><published>2009-08-02T15:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:33:51.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coach'/><title type='text'>COACH</title><content type='html'>Would you like to own a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coach.com/"&gt;Coach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; handbag, purse, wristlet and accessories, you name it, &lt;strong&gt;without the expensive price tag&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin lives in United States, and Ive been enquiring her about some stuff that I could get cheaper there compared to here in Australia. We get to talking about other stuff, and apparently I found out that she's been selling some Coach handbags in Ebay for quite some time, but to US residents only! Bohoooo! So I told her, why not sell it to us here in Malaysia? Kan kan kan? So here I am, trying to advertise a bag that she has with her right now, and if you like this idea, and the price she's offering, let me know! Coz she's gonna get moreeeee! For us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Coach Reversible Stripe/Grafiti Beach Tote #F13553&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfP0VX0QvI/AAAAAAAAAlA/sSnW2FjxZhc/s1600-h/collage1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365985979032421106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfP0VX0QvI/AAAAAAAAAlA/sSnW2FjxZhc/s400/collage1a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfTvRVpZVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/72xC_HMfRyA/s1600-h/IMG_5774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365990290096743762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfTvRVpZVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/72xC_HMfRyA/s400/IMG_5774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfTuyOoLBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/vd64AZNwLTI/s1600-h/IMG_5767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365990281745804306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfTuyOoLBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/vd64AZNwLTI/s400/IMG_5767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfTvCuR5vI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/buNIjFOgXpI/s1600-h/IMG_5770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365990286173529842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfTvCuR5vI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/buNIjFOgXpI/s400/IMG_5770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100% Authentic and Brand New!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*cheaper price because bought at an outlet and off-season*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous stain resistant fabric with leather trim.&lt;br /&gt;Reversible Multi Stripe colors and Coach Signature Grafiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought at the store with box, but without the dustbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15" L x 6" W x 12.5" H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM750 (with shipping from US to Malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous isnt it? It is suitable as a diaper bag too because its very roomy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested? Leave a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s MORE COMING UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8750115035187952878?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8750115035187952878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8750115035187952878&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8750115035187952878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8750115035187952878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/coach.html' title='COACH'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SnfP0VX0QvI/AAAAAAAAAlA/sSnW2FjxZhc/s72-c/collage1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2143784350514387796</id><published>2009-08-01T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:07:09.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTP's closed due to H1N1</title><content type='html'>OMG!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Google "UTP ditutup", and you can get all the details. But here a notice from the rector about the closure in eLearning. Unfortunately, from beliamuda. But thanks anyway beliamuda for the info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Dear all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;I wish to inform all of you, in view of the Influenza-like Illness (ILI) among our students, we have decided to close the university beginning 3.00pm today, Friday, 31 July 2009 until 3.00pm, Thursday, 6 August 2009. All students (UG &amp;amp; PG) without symptoms of ILI are to leave the campus starting 3.00pm onwards and latest by at 12.00 noon, Saturday, 1 August 2009.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;All academic activities will resume on Monday, 10 August 2009.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;International students and students from Sabah and Sarawak can remain in campus. However, please note that you are not allowed to leave the campus during the above campus closure period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Exit Instruction:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Students are encouraged to return home either by using public transport, own transportation or with parents/guardian. Please refer the ‘Home Assessment Tool’ provided by the Health Ministry as a guide to ensure your protection against H1N1. You can collect this at the Main Guard House.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Students with the ILI symptoms must undergo screening at the UTP Health Centre before returning home. If you are required to be quarantined you may only return home accompanied by parents/guardian. You must take all necessary precautions including wearing a face mask at all times. Please refer to the ‘Home Assessment Tool’ provided by the Health Ministry as guide for patient at home quarantine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;The university will provide buses to Medan Gopeng Bus Station starting 3.00pm today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Please leave all your room keys with Residential College Office for disinfection purposes. Failure to do so may result in disciplinary action/s.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Home Quarantine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;While at home, students with ILI symptoms are advised to stay at home and avoid contact with public.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;If you have ILI symptom, you are advised to seek medical assistance from the nearest government clinics/hospitals immediately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;You can return to the campus once you have fully recovered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Upon Returning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Upon returning to the campus, students must undergo mandatory H1N1 screening at the Main Hall (8.00am – 5.00pm) prior to registering at the residential colleges.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Students who develop ILI symptoms upon returning to campus must report to the UTP Health Centre immediately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Disciplinary action can be taken to students who do not comply with the required screening process.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Student Returning Schedule For Screening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tr style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;td width="197" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Date&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="259" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Residents of Village&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="252" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Venue (Time)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;td width="197" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;7 August 2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="259" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Residents of Old Village V1, V2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="252" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Main Hall (8.00am – 5.00pm)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;td width="197" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;8 August 2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="259" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Residents of V3, V4, V5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="252" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Main Hall (8.00am – 5.00pm)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;td width="197" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;9 August 2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="259" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Residents of V5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="252" valign="top" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Main Hall (8.00am – 5.00pm)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;All students are to adhere to the above returning schedule. However, you are allowed to return earlier if necessary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Please refer to the e-Learning for updates. The university staff will be working as usual during the above period. If you require on the above matter, please contact relevant authorities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); "&gt;Datuk Dr Zainal Abidin Hj. Kasim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rector/CEO&lt;br /&gt;Universiti Teknologi PETRONAS&lt;br /&gt;Bandar Seri Iskandar&lt;br /&gt;31750 Tronoh&lt;br /&gt;Perak Darul Ridzuan&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Tel : +605-368 8181&lt;br /&gt;Fax: +605-368 8113&lt;br /&gt;Email : &lt;a href="mailto:za%69n%61%6b%73%40%70%65%74%72%6f%6e%61s%2e%63%6f%6d%2e%6dy" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(209, 0, 0); "&gt;zainaks@petronas.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkejut jugak lah bila baca news ni. I didnt know it has gotten this bad in Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2143784350514387796?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2143784350514387796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2143784350514387796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2143784350514387796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2143784350514387796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/utps-closed-due-to-h1n1.html' title='UTP&apos;s closed due to H1N1'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5098419074859577722</id><published>2009-07-19T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:46:00.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up for grabs!</title><content type='html'>Ive won 2 studio photoshoot. Yet, I dont think Im gonna make an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, Ive won a total of $850 worth of shoot, and makeover at Kelvin Chong. Which sounds impressive, and if I book by end of this month, Im gonna get an extra $100 rebate to print a photo. Sounds tempting, buttttt, Im pretty sure we wont get a copy of the photos. Plus, to print a 6x4 would at least cost me around $50. Cekik darah ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Ive won a $300 worth of shoot, no makeover though. A different studio alltogether. I received this last week. And I asked the girl who called me whether I can get the copies of the pictures taken that day, but she said that would be against the policy, and something about copyright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Im happy to have won, but not being able to actually claim the price is frustrating. I soooo wanted a photoshoot with hubby, studio pun studio lah since we never had the chance to do a wedding photoshoot. Tak sempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywayy, the prizes are transferrable. So I can just give to anyone who wants it. So anyone??? Anyone in perth laa tapi hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, Ive got a 1 week free gym at the all womens' gym, Curves. Sape nak??? (Im wayy too lazy to go haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Ive won all this because I went to the Women's Expo with Rofi last month. We entered every contest in the expo. Who would have thought I won something kan? Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5098419074859577722?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5098419074859577722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5098419074859577722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5098419074859577722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5098419074859577722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/up-for-grabs.html' title='Up for grabs!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5449256920429690520</id><published>2009-07-19T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:26:49.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I surprised him last night</title><content type='html'>Last night, I surprised hubby with a candlelight dinner. At home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment was dark, and I lighted with candles. Lots of them. All over the place. Hehe Even the bedroom ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was surprised when he got home from work, just how I wanted him to be. Rumah gelap je. Ajak terus pegi dinner table, and I asked him to sit and do nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made mashed potatoes with cheese sauce (nak buat mcm kat chillis, still tak jadi sedap mcm tu!), Blackpepper T-Bone steak, served with sparkling grape, and for dessert, oreo cheesecake (finally ada reason nak buat), and strawberries! Sempoi saja, presentation je kasi gempak sikit haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table was set up with 2 candles in the middle, and ohh I love this part, the glasses! I finally get to use my crystal champagne glasses! yeayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the background, some classic love songs playing. :D Kasi romantic sikitttt haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was good. Ambience was good. And we had a great, full of love night! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures was taken during the dinner. But here's one, before he came home. Gambar tu action je ye. Saje nak amik gambar je ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SmIDjBfjeuI/AAAAAAAAAks/nkOQ0YST8iU/s1600-h/IMG_1607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359850406755400418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SmIDjBfjeuI/AAAAAAAAAks/nkOQ0YST8iU/s400/IMG_1607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's us today in the train. We did nothing fancy. Normal and typical Saturday outing, keluar jalan-jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SmIDjUq-I8I/AAAAAAAAAk0/INGfuTU7_N0/s1600-h/IMG_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359850411903558594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SmIDjUq-I8I/AAAAAAAAAk0/INGfuTU7_N0/s400/IMG_1608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5449256920429690520?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5449256920429690520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5449256920429690520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5449256920429690520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5449256920429690520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-surprised-him-last-night.html' title='What I surprised him last night'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SmIDjBfjeuI/AAAAAAAAAks/nkOQ0YST8iU/s72-c/IMG_1607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-4458596695355842978</id><published>2009-07-17T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T17:46:56.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is our 1 year wedding anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have something special for him tonight ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope he'll like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-4458596695355842978?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4458596695355842978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=4458596695355842978&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4458596695355842978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/4458596695355842978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3662890094028400086</id><published>2009-07-14T23:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:29:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okayyy, here's a sneak peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SlypyEriXGI/AAAAAAAAAjc/2crCt_6iUXg/s1600-h/IMG_1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358344334378949730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SlypyEriXGI/AAAAAAAAAjc/2crCt_6iUXg/s400/IMG_1570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hehehe Ok laa its actually not a sneak peak. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Unfortunately we didnt take much pictures. And to make matters worst, most of the pictures of us turned out really bleagghhhh! (Ok its actually me, muka berkilat2 n tembam nk mampus). So telah didelete even before ditransfer to the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's some yang boleh diterima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slys_NW4hyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/AEFYWTgJ1LM/s1600-h/IMG_1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358347858581423906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slys_NW4hyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/AEFYWTgJ1LM/s400/IMG_1558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Hubby's "Asian" officemates, also our tablemates that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr3zYB7WI/AAAAAAAAAjk/FoISLvnhaNI/s1600-h/IMG_1586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358346631836200290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr3zYB7WI/AAAAAAAAAjk/FoISLvnhaNI/s400/IMG_1586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from our table. Loveeee the deco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr5YYrJfI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4MyvxfNjdjM/s1600-h/IMG_1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358346658950882802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr5YYrJfI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4MyvxfNjdjM/s400/IMG_1567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Allyson, Hubby's boss. Aparently, she's Malaysian! But have been living in Aussie for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr41z2aqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Ks2x7d3vpjg/s1600-h/IMG_1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358346649669626530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr41z2aqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Ks2x7d3vpjg/s400/IMG_1571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us. Lebih suka without flash heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slys_a7v6MI/AAAAAAAAAkU/oAWqqOZIxsw/s1600-h/IMG_1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358347862225709250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slys_a7v6MI/AAAAAAAAAkU/oAWqqOZIxsw/s400/IMG_1584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Kak Liza. Me very tembam, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr4vLTnhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/hPENc00e9rg/s1600-h/IMG_1582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358346647888961042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Slyr4vLTnhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/hPENc00e9rg/s400/IMG_1582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok im posting this fugly picture because I wanna point out most of the other pictures sumeeeee nampak makeup tah pape and memang tak boleh blah, like this picture, and worse. And I wore false eyelash mlm tu, tatau apsal die senget pulak! haha Tentionnn. Hubby tak ckp ape2 pun. Die ckp tak perasan pun. Fine! Bila pegi toilet baru perasan horor gilaa muka. Tu pun time nk blk baru pegi toilet. Ahh well. What to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SlywFEy5KrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bKxZvDufRzE/s1600-h/IMG_1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358351257897085618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SlywFEy5KrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bKxZvDufRzE/s400/IMG_1579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the dance floor. (Nasib baik bukan ballroom dancing, like hubby told me). Ramai tgh clubbing. We joined them for a song or two, dgn Abg Kam and Kak Liza join skali haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And one last picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SlyvMUV-dyI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aFsItNzzBKw/s1600-h/IMG_1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358350282818221858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SlyvMUV-dyI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aFsItNzzBKw/s400/IMG_1593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-3662890094028400086?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3662890094028400086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3662890094028400086&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3662890094028400086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3662890094028400086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/winter-ball.html' title='Winter Ball'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SlypyEriXGI/AAAAAAAAAjc/2crCt_6iUXg/s72-c/IMG_1570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-786491096550317095</id><published>2009-07-11T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:34:22.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited to get ready and dress up!</title><content type='html'>Encik Syed's company is having its yearly Winter Ball, which is tonight. And we are going! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seronok bila tau ada dinner. Dah lama tak berpakaian fancy2 dan bersiap dan bermakeup hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a ball, so I think you can imagine how and what its gonna be like. And there's ballroom dancing as well! Errrr nervous nih. Hubby has been telling me that we need to learn how to ballroom dance since a month ago, and up until now, we know nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when hubby was trying on his suit and which shirt and tie to go with, he started parading. With shoes as well, mind you. And I was doing a tiny bit of sewing, and he mentioned again we still dont know how to dance. Dia cakap, "Nanti orang semua tengah menari, kite tengok je. Nanti orang cakap ape pulak." Cehhh. Gedik betul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started dancing. Tapi bukan ballroom dance ok, he was imitating this pakcik we saw once dekat Forrest Chase, menari old school style. Imagine him all suited up with shiny black shoes, menari at one spot, badan kedepan 15 darjah, punggung gelek-gelek kecil dan tertonggek-tonggek (add 15 darjah kebelakang pulak). Sabar je lah saya!!! Mintak-mintak die tak menari macam tu malam ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we're going out kejap. I suddenly changed my mind on what kind of scarf I want to wear tonight, and I hope I wont be wearing all black, sampai ke tudung. Demo sikit yesterday, and saya nampak macam orang tgh mourn. Scarryyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-786491096550317095?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/786491096550317095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=786491096550317095&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/786491096550317095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/786491096550317095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-ready-and-excited-to-dress-up.html' title='Excited to get ready and dress up!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1358727138750423977</id><published>2009-07-06T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T03:25:39.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about mr right</title><content type='html'>I have yet again to receive another message asking about marriage and about MR Right. Trust me, this is not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why people are asking me about this kind of question. Im no Dr Phil okayy. Issue ni sensitive betul! And I know Im not the only one among our age who's married. There's plenty of them. But ahh well. I hope I managed to help them, make them see things clearer, in one way or the other. Im always happy to give out my words of wisdom. Eceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to just share with you what I thought, about marriage and "Mr Right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first friend who asked me this was now-Mrs Azurin. Right after the news that I was going to get engaged. Belum tunang lagi tu, orang dah tanya2 haha. She asked me how did I ever come to decide to be engaged, and to get married. At a young age especially. I simply say (so I think it was), "Sebab rasa dah nak kawin." And I told her what my dad told me, when I asked him about getting married. Yes, I did consult someone too okay! I asked him (punye lah nervous time tu, tgh cat dinding pulak tu. Tak tgk muka pun haha), "Ayah, how did you know when you are ready to get married?" And he said exactly that. "Bila rasa nak kawin". And he did. Senang kan? Me and Zurin talked some more, and then she got married a few months after that! Good on ya babe! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think, making this decision should be the easiest. You will know when you are ready. In my opinion, when you even think about marriage, you are one step closer. No matter if you already have that someone to get married to, or not. Allah dah jadikan kita berpasangan. So it will come sooner or later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there's this Mr Right question pulak. Honestly, I dont think it should be a question. You'll know yourself if he/she is right for you. You dont need someone to tell you he/she is the one for you (unless you're really blind to see it). But then again, there's also some yang bercinta bagai nak mabuk, to the wrong person. It doesnt just go by love alone (ayat sebijik2 yg telah dibagi kepada si kawan yg bertanya heh heh). Sebab kadang-kadang kita bercinta, dah tak nampak yg buruk-buruk. Semua pun indah. Kena maki hamun pun telan je. Sebab cinta. That, my friend, is wrong. And that is definately not your Mr Right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being questioned by her about how do I know if my husband is my Mr Right, I immediately asked my Mr Husband, "Are you?". Of course die cakap entah lah. And honestly, at some point, I would say that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that, I looked at him, when he's peacefully sleeping (I love to do this, to make me see him as he is), and I know that Ive made the right decision by marrying him. I would not lie and say there's no halangan or distraction. There are. Still, I think. But I came through, and see some senses. Lust, or want isnt real. Love, what you have or what you need is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, I know he is right for me when I know that I could never find a better guy than him. He's good to his family, mine, and of course to me. He values his family very much, and that is important to me. He accept me as who I am. No matter how lousy I was as a girlfriend, and how lousy I am as a wife, especially in the kitchen hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know he is my Mr Right when I can see a future with him. I can see having a family and kids with him. Although we dont have any yet at the moment (Ok, lets not get into that again. sigh). Anyway. I know he is my Mr Right when I know that he is going to take good care of me, instead of the other way around. And I know he's going to be a good husband, as good as when he was a boyfriend to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Its not THAT hard now is it? When you have someone, that you know will be able to make you happy for the rest of your life, hold on to him/her. And when you are thinking about getting married, you are ready. Dont be afraid. Marriage is beautiful. Its not something to be afraid of. And when you marry the right person, you will find out how it feels like when you're finally there. ;) I cant really put into words to describe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s This is entirely based on my own opinion and my experience. I am not some expert. Our views may differ. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1358727138750423977?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1358727138750423977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1358727138750423977&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1358727138750423977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1358727138750423977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/about-mr-right.html' title='about mr right'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2237814033665430627</id><published>2009-06-30T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:53:54.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain go away, please come back another day</title><content type='html'>The weather has been so cold, and its raining almost every day. It never rain here. And now its pouring all the time. Although its not heavy rains, hujan pun malu-malu, but once in a while, dah tak malu dahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've catched a cold, and I hope its because of the weather and the rain. And not something else, you know what (touch wood!). Ive been having sore throat since yesterday, but not a bad one though. I just could not stand the flu. Its annoying. Sniff sniff here and there. Benciiiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been sick for almost a year now. And I hate being sick. Urghh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2237814033665430627?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2237814033665430627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2237814033665430627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2237814033665430627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2237814033665430627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/rain-rain-go-away-please-come-back.html' title='rain rain go away, please come back another day'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2483162046474435379</id><published>2009-06-26T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:01:10.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si dia</title><content type='html'>Suami saya dah pandai camwhore ok. Senyap-senyap je dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam banyak-banyak gambar camwhore die, ni paling best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SkOsqhWqZuI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KnwdmlB9lm4/s1600-h/IMG_1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SkOsqhWqZuI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KnwdmlB9lm4/s400/IMG_1358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351310628754188002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeee misai dengan janggut burokkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Si beliau tengah tidur, so boleh laa blog pasal dia. Plus I think he hasnt read or open my blog for quite some time now, so selamat lah saya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2483162046474435379?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2483162046474435379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2483162046474435379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2483162046474435379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2483162046474435379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/si-dia.html' title='si dia'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SkOsqhWqZuI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KnwdmlB9lm4/s72-c/IMG_1358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6130075899566630421</id><published>2009-06-17T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:55:51.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to two</title><content type='html'>She came down to Perth for 3 days from the 7th until 10th. Just a short trip since she has exams a week after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SjkAKLfEokI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ycgt_1apu3w/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SjkAKLfEokI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ycgt_1apu3w/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348306207360983618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only (decent) picture that we took together. Others were just candid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have everyone crammed in our house (except Hadi though), despite the limited space, and all we do is stare at each other's face. Imagine all ten of us in a one bedroom apartment, with one toilet! With all the screaming, kids jumping up and down and running here and there, and everyone talking all at the same time. Everyday. Insane, yet blissful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family left for Malaysia today. Flight was delayed. We were at the airport at 4am, and it was delayed until 11.50am. And then again at 12.35pm, and finally on they were on the plane at 1pm. skjghsegayhutkjhagf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to stay at the airport. Lets just say the airport's shops made money today, thanks to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave early to return the rental cars at 12pm. It was sad to leave them instead of them leaving me. Im gonna miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the house is empty and quiet again. "Back to normal", Ayah said when he called to say that they've landed safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunyi. Cant wait to go back home for Raya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6130075899566630421?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6130075899566630421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6130075899566630421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6130075899566630421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6130075899566630421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-two.html' title='Back to two'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SjkAKLfEokI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ycgt_1apu3w/s72-c/DSC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2046120596121273515</id><published>2009-06-15T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:43:49.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I missed you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im home! &lt;br /&gt;Sorry I went MIA for the past week, I was out in the country to Albany since Thursday with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;We get to see whales, emu, alpacca, lambs, cows and kangaroos!&lt;br /&gt;We went to see places, with amazing views. Will upload some soon when I have more free time, and upload most of the pictures in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family will be leaving on Wednesday morning, so Im guessing I will be free after that ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2046120596121273515?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2046120596121273515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2046120596121273515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2046120596121273515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2046120596121273515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/home.html' title='HOME!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6890868558805385049</id><published>2009-06-06T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:57:34.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>di hari yang gelap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my sunnies yesterday. My freaking Gucci sunnies is gone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sedihhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Ive only had it for not more than 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to King's Park yesterday, and I had it tergantung dekat baju, and I always remember to check it once in a while to make sure it's still there.&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing it, then I took it off because it was getting dark. I know should have put it in the car instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked again about 20 minutes before we went back to the car, then after that, I totally forgot. I was carrying Iman and running around, and that must be the time it fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went back to the car, I quickly look for my sunnies to put it back in the box, when its not there anymore! Immediately I ran out and traced back the ways we went and couldnt find it. My sister, all three brothers and my mother helped as well to look for it, and we took a nice half an hour looking, until it was dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344042501419248546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SinaV1GvK6I/AAAAAAAAAi8/ROlmAIpBNCQ/s400/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;In loving memory (of my sunnies) :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SinaWcJvlxI/AAAAAAAAAjE/8xreg6Yh_qI/s1600-h/DSC_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344042511900841746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SinaWcJvlxI/AAAAAAAAAjE/8xreg6Yh_qI/s400/DSC_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taken yesterday, about 20-30 minutes before I realized it was gone. See! I always make sure its there with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, Im still hoping its still there, and someone might find it, and return it.&lt;br /&gt;And it will come back to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6890868558805385049?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6890868558805385049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6890868558805385049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6890868558805385049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6890868558805385049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/di-hari-yang-gelap.html' title='di hari yang gelap'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SinaV1GvK6I/AAAAAAAAAi8/ROlmAIpBNCQ/s72-c/DSC_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-92264010303844317</id><published>2009-06-01T17:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:08:17.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My rice cooker's gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SiOnVoojygI/AAAAAAAAAi0/iB5ese5h03E/s1600-h/DSC_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SiOnVoojygI/AAAAAAAAAi0/iB5ese5h03E/s400/DSC_0989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342297573118167554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SiOm7YT5NMI/AAAAAAAAAis/m61WveanK0s/s1600-h/DSC_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342297122059924674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SiOm7YT5NMI/AAAAAAAAAis/m61WveanK0s/s400/DSC_0990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SiOm7P5aFpI/AAAAAAAAAik/eK9TliLQU4s/s1600-h/DSC_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak tahu nak cakap ape dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank you so much to Fatimah, Aisyah and Sofiah for the gift. Im so sorry it's gone now. It has been very good to us, and fed us for the last 7 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update:&lt;/strong&gt; I dont know what happened. While I was cooking, suddenly there's some foul smell and too many smoke than usual. I let the rice cook, and when I took out the rice, and I saw the bottom's melted a lil bit from the inside. So I cheecked the bottom to see if there's anything wrong, since the smoke came from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the big hole. So there you go. &lt;br /&gt;My dad said there might be some circuit shot in the wiring or some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not buying a new one from here, coz it's kindda different. So I've asked Hakeem to buy one in Malaysia, and bring it here this Sunday. I hope he remembers, and know which type to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone kind enough to help him and me out? ehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-92264010303844317?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/92264010303844317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=92264010303844317&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/92264010303844317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/92264010303844317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-rice-cookers-gone.html' title='My rice cooker&apos;s gone.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SiOnVoojygI/AAAAAAAAAi0/iB5ese5h03E/s72-c/DSC_0989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-9082273797122204866</id><published>2009-05-27T08:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:37:11.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family in Perth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;They're hereeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/ShyEteSuONI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BR80b6UEQ2g/s1600-h/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340289174915135698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/ShyEteSuONI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BR80b6UEQ2g/s400/DSC_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/ShyGiaerzCI/AAAAAAAAAic/MgvYRr5pixk/s1600-h/DSC_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340291183936261154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/ShyGiaerzCI/AAAAAAAAAic/MgvYRr5pixk/s400/DSC_0622.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kami gembira bila kami ada each other ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They arrived on monday at 5.30am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yesterday we went to the Zoo! haha We had a blast looking at all those animals. The boys were so excited, since they've never been to the zoo. Especially Iman. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am truly happy and blessed that my family is here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And last night, Umi cooked us Ikan Merah Asam Pedas. Sedaaaaaaaapppppppppppppppp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-9082273797122204866?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9082273797122204866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=9082273797122204866&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9082273797122204866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9082273797122204866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-in-perth.html' title='Family in Perth'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/ShyEteSuONI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BR80b6UEQ2g/s72-c/DSC_0223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2987301682546542532</id><published>2009-05-20T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:38:35.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update on what Ive been up to</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what to bloggggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been busy doing research on places to visit when my family comes, planning the itinerary, looking for cars to rent, making budget, and lets not forget, all the cleaning in the world before they arrive! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad just texted me saying they've received their ETA. And Hakeem's flight had to be changed to 7th June because he has exams before that. So he'll be here for 10 days instead of 23 days. And I had to reschedule a road trip plan to the last weekend they're here so that Hakeem can join us. And I also had to change our original plan to rent a Tarago to 2 cars instead because 9 people can't fit into a Tarago. And here's not like Malaysia where you can squeeze in or have your berat adik on your lap for the entire journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my aunt and 2 uncles is here, 1 for work and 2 on holiday. And most probably meeting them for dinner tonight, and maybe a coffee and dessert at our place later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So busy lah. No time. No time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Im not a babysitter anymore. I lasted for only 2 weeks! haha &lt;br /&gt;Got some problems, so I quit! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2987301682546542532?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2987301682546542532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2987301682546542532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2987301682546542532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2987301682546542532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='an update on what Ive been up to'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2348074300557618857</id><published>2009-05-15T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:50:38.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school holiday will commence in 1 weeks time.</title><content type='html'>My family will all (except Hajar and Hadi) be here in Perth  on the 25 May. And they will be here until 17 June!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lama kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait. I need some comfort and family lovin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2348074300557618857?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2348074300557618857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2348074300557618857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2348074300557618857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2348074300557618857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-holiday-will-commence-in-1-weeks.html' title='school holiday will commence in 1 weeks time.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7686833038226477693</id><published>2009-05-11T13:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:11:19.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby talks</title><content type='html'>I read Nicole Richie is pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought to myself, how easy can it get? I mean, everyone is pregnant, or just had a baby. Most of the people that got married, a month or so later, the wife's expecting. And most of them did not even expect it nor plan it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salma Hayek was on Oprah just now, talking about her baby. She's 43 and just had a baby. She said its the perfect time for her. She said she didnt expect it to be so soon as well, as of her age. She thought she might have to work on it, but then she's just got pregnant. Wow, it's that easy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell someone who's pregnant, "Lucky you." And that person would say, "Lucky you too. You get to have all the time you want, all the honeymoon, until you're ready." And I thought to myself, "Yeah. Maybe." I know. I should be grateful with whatever I have or dont have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not to say that we've been trying for so long. We just tried. But I guess with no rezeki just yet. I get frustrated easily now whenever I got my period. I thought it would be easy, just like other people. Like Nicole Richie and Salma Hayek. And whenever I voiced out my frustration, hubby would calm me down and say, "Takpe laa, takde rezeki lagi. Nanti Tuhan nak bagi, dia bagi laa." Of course I would cry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I cant imagine what other people who has been trying for years, would feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends here are constantly praying that I'd "jangkit" whenever Im holding a baby. So yeah, sometimes its a pressure when people say that, but deep down Id be praying that I would get "berjangkit"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some chose not to have a baby yet. And we did decided to wait for a while. And now we are ready. We think we are. And we are trying. And trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself not to cry anymore, or get too emotional if things doesnt go as what I have hoped for. I promised myself to just enjoy with whatever I have, and the freedom that both of us are having right now. Some people would envy us, yeah. And we envy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I want a baby so much right now. I guess its the maternal instinct?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby wants it too. I guess we would feel more complete with a little junior of our own. I cant imagine what it would feel like, to bring another human being to this world, to raise and to teach a child. And I guess we also need that kind of responsibility, to remind ourselves, that its not only just us that we have to think about. We need to mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. We make plans, but things doesnt necessarily go as planned. And I know, God has better plans for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy for me to actually write about this so publicly. Its too personal. But at some point I thought, I should get this out of my system. I need to get it out. Maybe I can get a little bit of consolation from you guys. And some words of wisdom and inspiration perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s My cousin who got married a few weeks after us is now a father to a baby boy, Edrian. His wife delivered on 8th May 2009, a month earlier than expected. Congratulations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7686833038226477693?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7686833038226477693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7686833038226477693&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7686833038226477693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7686833038226477693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-talks.html' title='baby talks'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6569968441816755733</id><published>2009-05-03T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:56:36.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he made my day. again and again</title><content type='html'>Sakit perut gelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in front of the laptop, and hubby came rushing out from the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok tak? Ok tak?" -- Hubby, sambil gelak2 sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ape? Haa ye" -- Me, without even looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok tak? Tgk ni. Tgk nii." -- Hubby, again, excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ahahahahahahahhahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wore my cekak yg gold and glitter-glitter. Sambil sengih2 perasan cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cantik. Macam pondan." -- ME! (sambil gelak-gelak nak menangis)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6569968441816755733?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6569968441816755733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6569968441816755733&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6569968441816755733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6569968441816755733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-made-my-day-again-and-again.html' title='he made my day. again and again'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2102774093420432442</id><published>2009-05-03T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:24:20.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im going Super, in front of TV</title><content type='html'>Im gonna snack in front of the TV, about an hour after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im gonna snack THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sf1SV10cumI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pI52rOMhwdI/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sf1SV10cumI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pI52rOMhwdI/s400/Picture0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of zaman kanak-kanak and also Iman. Because he's always asking me to buy Super Ring for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont mind me snacking because Im alone again on a Sunday. Hubby just left to play football. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him to teman me at home. And guess what he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kan dah teman makan lunch kat luar tadi."&lt;/em&gt; Tahhh papeeeee tahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And I have to play. Nak keep fit so that tak gemuk."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pastu Sara nii???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sara takpe. Memang dah gemuk."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINEEEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2102774093420432442?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2102774093420432442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2102774093420432442&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2102774093420432442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2102774093420432442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-with-tv.html' title='Im going Super, in front of TV'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sf1SV10cumI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pI52rOMhwdI/s72-c/Picture0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2048096169605447762</id><published>2009-05-01T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:01:32.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>while watching Carrie</title><content type='html'>Finally its Friday. Im sooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been busy. No internet, left home early and came back home later than hubby every single day since Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I have a job now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont clap your hands and jump and go "Hurraaayy Sarah!" too soon. Because Im a babysitter now. Yeap. Not a fancy job. Just a babysitter. To a 6 years old and a 4 years old. Gosh. Speaking of instant kids eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nothing permanent. But I needed something to entertain myself, kill time and have some money in my pocket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to travel 30 minutes taking a train and then a bus, and then walk to their house. And I have to be there before 8.30am because the kids has school at 8.40am. So I left my house at 7.45am every day, and amazingly I didnt doze off at all in the train nor the bus. Not even once. Maybe a yawn once in a while, but that's just it. If you know me, Im not a morning person. Not even a 10am person. Im a 11am. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im suprised myself. I didnt even take a nap or a 1-2 hours sleep while Im on duty. Ok fine, maybe the first day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are killing me. They never ever go tired. They want to watch TV, with me. So I couldnt escape at all. I couldnt even go to the bathroom without the little girl screaming my name and looking for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard. But Im trying so hard to deal with it. I should be great with kids, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said. Wish me luck for the next I dont know how many more weeks to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2048096169605447762?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2048096169605447762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2048096169605447762&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2048096169605447762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2048096169605447762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/while-watching-carrie.html' title='while watching Carrie'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3395238639039086179</id><published>2009-04-30T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:41:00.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was the first of more chilly nights to come. It was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start from the night before.&lt;br /&gt;Our room has a clock, that tells the time according to the Daylight Saving time back in summer. We tried to change the time back to normal but somehow the button's broken. So we've gotten use to an hour early in the bedroom. Good thing for in the morning though innit? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10pm, we were both already sleepy, but hubby insisted to read before going to bed. So I read my book, he read his. But we were too sleepy he decided to wish me and sang happy birhtday to me at 11! And his excuse was, our room has a time difference. So its 12am. Bongok, but I still like the idea haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. He wished me at 11pm, and sang a sweet happy birthday song to me. And off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, at 12am, he turned to me and wished me again! And sang again! Hihihiiii Apparently both of us somehow "tiba-tiba" tak mengantuk and tried to sleep, but couldnt and has been tossing and turning for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I went out. Did some stuff, and went for a nice walk in the city, window shopping and what not, later hubby joined me for lunch. I missed a few calls that morning, SORRY! Tak perasan langsung phone bunyi and vibrate. Sedar2 dah byk missed calls and also messages wishing me. But thanks everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all might have known by now, we went for dinner at a seafood restaurant. We had to pick seafood, since you-know-why. Hubby couldnt find a nice restaurant to go to, and asked me to pick a good one nearby our house. Initially he wanted to go to Tony Roma's since its the nearest, but the seafood choices arent that great. So I went online and found many next to the city, and still a walking distance. I love how everything here are on the internet. Most of the restaurants here has a website! With lots of infos and maps and what not. How great is that? OK, jakun sekejap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked a few, put them on tabs so Hubby can look at them and decide. He came home and said we should just walk to the area and see which restaurants that has the nicest ambience. haha ok lah in short "fancy". So yeayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time deciding what to wear, since I have nothing pretty or fancy enough to go for a dinner treat, and then for opted a recently bought floral chiffon dress, but had worn once before. I took about an hour to get ready, mandi yang lama gila, scrubed and washed my face and put make up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was ready, hubby said, "Apsal muka macam tu?" "Makeup lah. Kenape? Pelik ke?". "Tah. Merah." Benciiiii tauuuuu! My face mmg dah start merah-merah sbb weather, lepas tu that time I just had a hint of blush, terus cakap merah. Tu yang kadang-kadang takde mood nak makeup. Selalu kena tegur macam tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, we left the house at 7pm, and walked for 20 minutes to Northbridge. Lucky its autumn, the weather's nice, not too hot, and not too cold. I decided to put on my heels (just to feel good and pretty) tapi menyesal nyeeee. I remember I used to wear them and walked in them from my office to KLCC which was quite far, tapi tak sakit langsung. Ni jalan pegi Northbridge dah blisters segala. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to this street, where all the nice restaurants are, and all the maitre d' started giving us menus for us to look at and suggesting that we eat at theirs when we walked pass their restaurant. And after 10-15 minutes walking around looking at the restaurants, and after about 10 minutes chat with Ayah, Umi and everyone at home screaming and wishing me, we decided to go to The Fishy Affair. I know, nama dia tak cun! hehe tapi ambience ok, and not too full and noisy. And the place's not too dark. And the menu looks great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered starter and main dishes, makan-makan and spent 2 hours just talking and eating. I had a great time! And here are the pictures! (For those yg tak tgk lagi lah kan :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhcoftwZPI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jXOKVIJal4I/s1600-h/Birthday+sayeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhcoftwZPI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jXOKVIJal4I/s400/Birthday+sayeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sfhdv7oTXMI/AAAAAAAAAhc/nYtuRvyNuPU/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330113237034949826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sfhdv7oTXMI/AAAAAAAAAhc/nYtuRvyNuPU/s400/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayaaaanngggggg diaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhdwIoFO6I/AAAAAAAAAhk/-ftZLAaQ3bw/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330113240523684770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhdwIoFO6I/AAAAAAAAAhk/-ftZLAaQ3bw/s400/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muka hubby pelik sambil cakap "haaa macam mana nak makan niii" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sfhk07FLfnI/AAAAAAAAAh0/94Aojq-vY1c/s1600-h/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sfhk07FLfnI/AAAAAAAAAh0/94Aojq-vY1c/s400/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330121019368373874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was so "nice" and gave me the raw oyster to try. And he tried the cooked one! I was so dumb to actually munch it until it squirt lots of not-so-nice things in my mouth. I know I was supposed to swallow it, tapi rasa mcm nanti tak rasa apa2 pulak. What's the point of eating it right? So there you go. The first and may be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhdwVrgEUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/SIW5xlLK7mk/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330113244027687234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhdwVrgEUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/SIW5xlLK7mk/s400/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally there's me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we took a slow, lazy walk back home. Kejap2 berhenti amik gambar, and he needed a smoke. So I was snapping here and there. Then hubby said, "Meh amik gambar sara pulak." Ookayyy. He took the camera, and looks into the camera to find a nice spot. Then he directed me, "Ok, pegi diri situ." So I went. We were in front of another restaurant. Ada macam tiang2 utk border kan kedai tu. I wanted to sandar sikit dekat satu tiang ni nak kasi nampak laid back, so baru nk sandar tiba2 tiang tu makin kebelakang. And thennnnnn... "Maaaakkkkk!!!" Kuat-kuat. Rasa2nya mat saleh tgh dinner kat situ mesti annoyed. And nak gelak, maybe. Gosh. I fell, halfway through. Tapi berkat usaha berjalan kaki area city pegi grocery shopping and angkat barang berat-berat sorang2, kaki and tangan ni mcm jadi extra kuat untuk tahan so that tak jatuh. And I managed to grab the tiang before it fell on my feet. Sakit jugak lah pinggang and segala sebab tahan, but at least I did not fell flat on my butt. Just halfway through :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhxGo8oJ8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/QzAjnPxQEyw/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhxGo8oJ8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/QzAjnPxQEyw/s400/IMG_0307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330134517877843906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, seconds after I managed to get myself together again, and laughing because of the shameee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That's about it. All in all, Im blessed I get to spend it with my husband, eventhough its just the two of us. Insyallah, maybe some day, its gonna be three, or four, or maybe five. Who knows. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-3395238639039086179?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3395238639039086179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3395238639039086179&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3395238639039086179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3395238639039086179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/walk-to-remember.html' title='A walk to remember'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SfhcoftwZPI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jXOKVIJal4I/s72-c/Birthday+sayeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7736364347910237222</id><published>2009-04-27T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:12:50.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i smell like tarts</title><content type='html'>Ive just finished making lasagne and some blueberry cheese tart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tarts are not really pretty though. But it tastes like it should be hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will go licin tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7736364347910237222?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7736364347910237222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7736364347910237222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7736364347910237222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7736364347910237222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-smell-like-tarts.html' title='i smell like tarts'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1448900185566473600</id><published>2009-04-26T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:36:50.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a note of thank you</title><content type='html'>Im gonna be a bit busy for the next few weeks and Im guessing no internet as well. Boo hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to write a few stuff since last week, but just couldnt find the time and the "feel" to write. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a long weekend. Tomorrow is public holiday, so hubby will be home. And we're going for a barbeque tomorrow at the park at noon. So there. I wont be able to get my hands on the laptop much, since hubby's watching football match online allllll the timeeeeeeee. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna thank to those who smsed and wished me. Thanks sooo much! Sorry I didnt reply though, because my bill for this month has exceed the limit. Hehehe so yeah. I'll reply as soon as I can, Insyallah :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will update. Soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1448900185566473600?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1448900185566473600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1448900185566473600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1448900185566473600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1448900185566473600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/note-of-thank-you.html' title='a note of thank you'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2966077005661732674</id><published>2009-04-23T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:44:12.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night Out</title><content type='html'>Hubby's taking me out for my birthday dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Im getting ready, but I HAVE NOTHING FANCY to wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2966077005661732674?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2966077005661732674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2966077005661732674&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2966077005661732674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2966077005661732674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/night-out.html' title='A Night Out'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7564443195082543685</id><published>2009-04-15T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:53:20.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resepi kebahagiaan</title><content type='html'>Seluar baru yang 1 size up than the usual, is unusually ketatttt!&lt;br /&gt;Damns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketat dekat perut pulak tu. Bukan dkt thighs. &lt;br /&gt;Itu memang proof kegemukan kan kan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah, buleh laa geng dengan perut u haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7564443195082543685?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7564443195082543685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7564443195082543685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7564443195082543685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7564443195082543685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/resepi-kebahagiaan.html' title='Resepi kebahagiaan'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-898373326891873199</id><published>2009-04-15T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:31:20.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bola punya pasal</title><content type='html'>haaaa... ada orang tu tak pegi keje hari ni! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-898373326891873199?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/898373326891873199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=898373326891873199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/898373326891873199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/898373326891873199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/bola-punya-pasal.html' title='bola punya pasal'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-851873085305742091</id><published>2009-04-15T06:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:38:07.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my husband in the morning</title><content type='html'>Hubby woke up early today. Now he's back to sleep because he's going to work in 1 hour and 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Im awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what time did he actually get up, and he said 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was 2-3am!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dont get guys with football matches.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing we had an early night last night. I was too tired from a long day yesterday, and he wanted to wake up early to watch the match. So we tucked in around 9-9.30pm. Awal kannnnn???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed he made his own coffee this morning. How glad I am that I bought the coffee plunger last weekend. Now he can make his own coffee before off to work without waking me up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have Nescafe, so its quite easy for him to make himself since it doesnt need any straining. I dont like Nescafe, so I persuaded him to buy coffee instead. Hehe. Little did I know that its much more complicated for him to make by himself! So every morning, he'd make his own coffee (after some lessons by me), and left a BIG mess! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I can never trust him making anything in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he went to sleep again, I told him I'll make breakfast. Sengih dia lebaaaaarrrrrrr! &lt;br /&gt;Not that I never make him any in weekdays, just very-very RARE hehe. I used to, back in the early days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang tak dapat laa :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-851873085305742091?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/851873085305742091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=851873085305742091&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/851873085305742091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/851873085305742091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-husband-in-morning.html' title='my husband in the morning'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-1102807649261386998</id><published>2009-04-13T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:24:38.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz oh quiz</title><content type='html'>I took a quiz in Facebook just now. On 'How well can you speak bahasa Kelantan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1 question was to translate "Abe doh tubek".&lt;br /&gt;Sakit hati nyaaa bila tgk choices dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A) Ah Pek is slept. &lt;br /&gt;B) The thing is up-side-down. &lt;br /&gt;C) Ah Beng is died. &lt;br /&gt;D) My Husband is went out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is D. But HEY! Tolong betulkn grammar please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz bahasa Terengganu bagus. Sebab jawapan-jawapan dia dalam Bahasa Melayu jugak.&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kah itu lebih baik???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-1102807649261386998?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1102807649261386998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=1102807649261386998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1102807649261386998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/1102807649261386998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiz-oh-quiz.html' title='quiz oh quiz'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8974959438722656577</id><published>2009-04-09T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:08:42.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little wish</title><content type='html'>On another note, today is Umi's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Umi sayang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called her today, to wish her, and she said, "Oh noooo. Im 46 now ok!".&lt;br /&gt;I may be exaggerating a lil bit, but that's her point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest picture I have of Umi. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd26cSRq7HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/KPXFCyMIbfE/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd26cSRq7HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/KPXFCyMIbfE/s400/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322615329726852210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd26cMgHhUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/c5boKpVr2JY/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd26cMgHhUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/c5boKpVr2JY/s400/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322615328176833858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute kan??? Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Tried to snap a picture of her actually holding and throwing the ball, tapi tak sempat.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, you can still see she's actually playing with Muhammad. She was actually jumping while throwing the balls into the hoop. Sooo comel.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Aisyah mmg super semangat. All the time!&lt;br /&gt;The pictures was taken while I was in Malaysia about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;Rinduuuu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8974959438722656577?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8974959438722656577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8974959438722656577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8974959438722656577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8974959438722656577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-wish.html' title='A little wish'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd26cSRq7HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/KPXFCyMIbfE/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-9138287821135416027</id><published>2009-04-09T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:56:36.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wallpaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bila rindu, akan stare gambar ni lama-lama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd23-_5u0lI/AAAAAAAAAg8/vf4-ij3mTy4/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322612627555144274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd23-_5u0lI/AAAAAAAAAg8/vf4-ij3mTy4/s400/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu sengih sorang-sorang. Tak pun menangis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-9138287821135416027?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9138287821135416027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=9138287821135416027&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9138287821135416027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9138287821135416027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-wallpaper.html' title='My wallpaper'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sd23-_5u0lI/AAAAAAAAAg8/vf4-ij3mTy4/s72-c/DSC00181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6029247491737322704</id><published>2009-04-03T10:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:53:31.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enampuluhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Accesories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accesorize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a gorgeous, gorgeous clouche hat in red last weekend. Its the 60's inspired hat, and I'd die for that hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks something like this, in bright red with black trimmings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320289306458411042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV276XDUCI/AAAAAAAAAgY/r6hCq2bOhxw/s400/clochehat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Image from Polyvore.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh I just had to stop and touch it. I didnt dare to try it, but I asked hubby to. He refused. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love hats. Any kind. And can you imagine how many hat stores there is here, with soooo many styles and colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish upon a star.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I like the 60's style very much. It has clean cut, very straight forward, and its mod. Very mod.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV3_YdnrOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FU75C9_rvUc/s1600-h/cyanatrendlanddotcompic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320290465590258914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV3_YdnrOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FU75C9_rvUc/s400/cyanatrendlanddotcompic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV3_YdnrOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FU75C9_rvUc/s1600-h/cyanatrendlanddotcompic.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Image from cyanatrendland.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV3_MTpD_I/AAAAAAAAAgg/IDYhQAF8Qig/s1600-h/0220080061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320290462327181298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV3_MTpD_I/AAAAAAAAAgg/IDYhQAF8Qig/s400/0220080061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Image googled)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across lots of vintage sewing patterns. I wanted to buy them, and try to make one one fine day. Lets wait for the sewing machine first now, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV5G-DGL-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/_TU0-y-0YlM/s1600-h/1205888732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320291695450271714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV5G-DGL-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/_TU0-y-0YlM/s400/1205888732.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Image from spokesndaggers.blogspot.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dont they look divine?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6029247491737322704?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6029247491737322704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6029247491737322704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6029247491737322704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6029247491737322704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/enampuluhan.html' title='enampuluhan'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SdV276XDUCI/AAAAAAAAAgY/r6hCq2bOhxw/s72-c/clochehat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2238669792660206925</id><published>2009-04-03T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T02:12:58.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to get fat. slowly</title><content type='html'>Im freaking wide awake at 1.30am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coffee finally starts to kick in. I havent had coffee in months. Real black coffee. And I just had a real, black coffee after dinner. I had to stop drinking coffee since Ive been having real bad migraines last year, and ever since I stop drinking coffee, I didnt have migraines anymore. I hope I wont get one tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive learnt that caffeine and cheese gives you headache. Both I love so much. I chose coffee because I can always have latte hehe (I dont know why but latte doesnt give me headache. Ok they still do, but not that bad). But I would never let cheese go. Giving up cheese is wayyy too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some instant mac and cheese and carbonara in packets yesterday. Hubby saw them just now, and he sighed. He said, "They're not my kindda food" with a very sad tone. Too bad. Everytime he comes home from work, he'd rummages the kitchen to find something to eat/munch. If I dont make any kuih for tea, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the cheese, Im gaining weight. My max weight used to be 50kg tops. I found a weight scale in Harvey Norman last week, so I literally weight myself at the store, and guess what? Im 55kg! No wonder I cant fit into my jeans anymore! Currently I can only fit into only 1 pair, which is actually a stretchable denim, so go figure. I wonder if I can ask hubby for a new pair, just to fit my new, and BIGer thighs. Ive checked my BMI, and obviously Im in my normal weight, considering my height. But what I dont get is that, all the fat goes to my thigh. Seriously, cant you go somewhere else??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was so determined to tone down my thighs, I decided to do some exercise (which is salsa dancing exercise or something like that). I put the CD into the DVD player, and it says invalid. Damn. I dont think the CD I bought in Msia was a fake. So benci lah begini. So I decided to eat some chocolates and watch TV instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhh, doesnt it feels wonderful? Sinfully wonderful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s My tummy's grumbling for some midnight snacks. Should I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/s Chocolate makes you fat. And it goes right to your thighs. Ohh, right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2238669792660206925?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2238669792660206925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2238669792660206925&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2238669792660206925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2238669792660206925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-get-fat-slowly.html' title='how to get fat. slowly'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3905627320287828279</id><published>2009-04-02T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:32:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the light?</title><content type='html'>We have some sort of down-lights or something like that in our living room.&lt;br /&gt;There's 3 bulbs in a row that lights up the whole living room. Something like from Ikea, I dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you we have a very, very high ceiling in our apartment?&lt;br /&gt;So changing light bulbs would be difficult for us. We need extra big/long/higher ladders. Normal ladders that people have at home is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, last month, one bulb went off. We told the property agent to change it. But they never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a few minutes ago, another bulb went off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. Now our apartment is kinda dark. Romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, did I tell you the light bulb in our bedroom went off as well, just about the same time with the first bulb in the living room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to give some serious talk with hubby. Its either he call the agent again and ask him to get someone to fix the lights, OR Im gonna tell him to buy a ladder. SO I CAN CHANGE THEM MYSELF! (Geram nyeeeee!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-3905627320287828279?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3905627320287828279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3905627320287828279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3905627320287828279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3905627320287828279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-is-light.html' title='Where is the light?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7676011009756483152</id><published>2009-03-27T14:47:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:00:39.378+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Wants to go to the kitchen and cook something? Read this!</title><content type='html'>Im making soto for tonight! Yeayyy!&lt;br /&gt;Ughh Ive been planning to make soto since forever, and mind you, this will be the first time Im making it. Woot woot for me!&lt;br /&gt;Ive made soto before, but a diff version. Indonesian style soto, kuah kuning pekat. Baya would remember this soto, wouldnt you Baya? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Teringat soto umi *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayss, tonight Im making the normal soto, yang kuah putih version hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im making begedil. Even writing this makes me hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share some recipeS (gila domestic!) here. But not the soto and begedil thought. I'll share it some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday I made some Shepherd's Pie. Tetiba ada impulse to try it. Kak Norzi taught me this, but Ive improvised a lil bit following some other recipes online. Hubby came home, and ate it. And he loves it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHEPERD'S PIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive Oil (Or any other cooking oil if you dont have it)&lt;br /&gt;1 Brown onion, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 Celery sticks, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;500g Minced meat&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of chicken/beef stock&lt;br /&gt;A dash of Worcestershire sauce (I love this!)&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs Kecap manis&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs Tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;Salt &amp; pepper to season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MASH&lt;br /&gt;4-5 potatoes, peeled and chopped&lt;br /&gt;40g Butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup Milk&lt;br /&gt;Shredded Cheddar (to sprinkle on top of mash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METHOD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oil saucepan, cook the onion and celery until soft, and add the minced meat. Stir until meat is fully cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add stock. Stir, and add Worcestershire sauce, Kecap manis and tomato paste. Bring to boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reduce heat, and stir occasionally until sauce is thicken. Taste, and season to your liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Scy_CNU8g2I/AAAAAAAAAgA/nwt-cPXXP6M/s1600-h/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Scy_CNU8g2I/AAAAAAAAAgA/nwt-cPXXP6M/s400/IMG_0169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317835304675869538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The measurements are based from online recipes, just an estimation for you guys to try. I think I added more of kecap manis and tomato paste. Hey, cook the way you like it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook the potatoes in salted boiling water until tender. Drain well.&lt;br /&gt;Mash the potatoes with potato masher or fork until smooth. Add butter. Mash again.&lt;br /&gt;Add milk and stir with a wooden spoon (a wooden spoon is a must have for me!) until well combined. Season with salt and pepper to your liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 200 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour the meat sauce into an ovenproof baking dish (or a casserole dish). Top with the mashed potato. Sprinkle the cheddar as much as you like. (I always put A LOT! :D)&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 20 minutes or until it is golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Scy_Cfi3lTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-TF85oJvVQg/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Scy_Cfi3lTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-TF85oJvVQg/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317835309566104882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take a picture after I pour the mash. So here's the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Scy_C3a-bWI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cVczxiXPLTY/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Scy_C3a-bWI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cVczxiXPLTY/s400/IMG_0171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317835315975449954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for the &lt;strong&gt;FAMOUS LASAGNE&lt;/strong&gt; (self-claimed! haha) recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant lasagne sheets&lt;br /&gt;500g Minced meat/chicken&lt;br /&gt;1 Large onion, finely chopped &lt;br /&gt;2 Garlic cloves, finely chopped (I usually blend the onion and garlic together instead)&lt;br /&gt;1 can of Tomato PASTE&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cans of Tomato PUREE, or diced (I couldnt remember the brand I usually buy or the type. Sorry! If I could remember I'll update)&lt;br /&gt;1 can of sliced button mushrooms (I prefer to chop it more to make it blend with the meat and sauce)&lt;br /&gt;2 Fresh tomatoes, diced&lt;br /&gt;1 Block of tasty cheddar, grated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To season:&lt;br /&gt;Dried Oregano Leaves (MasterFoods or McCormick)&lt;br /&gt;Powdered Basil (MasterFoods or McCormick)&lt;br /&gt;Salt and pepper&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Sauce:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90g Butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup flour&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of Milk&lt;br /&gt;1 cup Mozzarella cheese, finely grated&lt;br /&gt;Salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oil, add onion+garlic paste and cook until brown. Add minced meat.&lt;br /&gt;Break up the meat until there's no clumps. Add some salt. Cook until the meat change its color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add tomato paste and the puree and stir until it blends well. Pour some water (not too much because you want the sauce to be thick).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring the mixture to boil, then reduce the heat. Add mushrooms and fresh tomatoes. Simmer the sauce. The sauce should not be watery.&lt;br /&gt;Season with basil powder, and  dried oregano leaves. Add salt and pepper to taste. And some sugar (but not too much!) if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the pasta, I always boil the sheets before layering it. You can boil with salted water, but lately Ive been boiling it in milk! It tastes much creamier! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour the meat sauce into a casserole dish (make sure the dish is deep enough!), just make a thin layer. Then layer the lasagne sheets to cover all the sauce and pour the sauce on top of the pasta to make another layer. You can also add some cheese sauce between the layers (on top of meat sauce) to make it more creamier and delicious! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Layer it until all the meat sauce finish. Make sure the last layer is the meat sauce. Pour the rest of the cheese sauce, and sprinkle the grated cheddar cheese. Last but not least, sprinkle some dried Oregano leaves on top of the cheese to make it smell oooohh la laa ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven for 180 degrees. Bake for 10-15 minutes, or until the cheese turns golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cheese sauce:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat pan. Melt butter. Stir in the flour into the melted butter and cook and stir constantly, until the mixture bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add milk, gradually while stirring or whisking constantly. &lt;br /&gt;Add Mozzarella cheese as much as you like, stirring until the cheese melt and blends into the mixture. Stir until the sauce thickens. Remove from heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you girls will love this lasagne recipe. Some of you had been asking for the recipe (or the lasagne itself sbb malas nk buat sendiri :p ) for years dah kan?&lt;br /&gt;Fatimah, awk sure suke hehe. So there. I wish Im in Malaysia and have dinner parties like old times and cook for you! &lt;br /&gt;So while Im not there, you guys can make it on your own k! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s The meat sauce for this lasagne is exactly how I make Spaghetti Bolognaise too. Just add more water to make it less thicker, and you dont have to dice the mushrooms. The sliced ones would be better for the spaghetti sauce instead of for the lasagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7676011009756483152?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7676011009756483152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7676011009756483152&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7676011009756483152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7676011009756483152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/wants-to-go-to-kitchen-and-cook.html' title='Wants to go to the kitchen and cook something? Read this!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Scy_CNU8g2I/AAAAAAAAAgA/nwt-cPXXP6M/s72-c/IMG_0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8141108040430215887</id><published>2009-03-26T21:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:44:09.252+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>I know Im late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Confession of a Shopaholic The Movie was great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nothing compared to the book though, but thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, (and i cried, a lil bit!), and laughed some more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went with a girl btw. With Kak Sarie. Not with hubby. Finally! I dont think hubby would be too keen to watch a chick flick anymore with me. Boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;No worries. I have a movie partner now haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just finished the last book, Shopaholic and baby a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Very-very good book.&lt;br /&gt;I love her writing, Sophie Kinsella. Very witty and funny. And touching and sad as well. Great combination. (Hubby geleng-geleng kepala while I was reading the book. Kejap-kejap gelak, kejap-kejap lap air mata hoho pastu gelak-gelak balik.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to find a new book to read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8141108040430215887?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8141108040430215887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8141108040430215887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8141108040430215887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8141108040430215887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/confession-of-shopaholic.html' title='Confession of a Shopaholic'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3971835765470888602</id><published>2009-03-17T15:25:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:38:10.293+09:00</updated><title type='text'>some people</title><content type='html'>I was watching Judge Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this one stupid guy, suing his ex-wife for $100 a day for 45 days of babysitting his own children! And they have 6 children together. 4 of them are under his ex-wife's care. And he pays $200 a month for child support. That's $50 a week. And $1.78 a day for each child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives $50 a week for 4 children, and he's expecting his ex-wife to pay him $100 a day to babysit the kids, so that the wife can go to work???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, Judge Judy was soo mad at this guy. She asked him if he's mad, and has mental history. And doesnt want to see his face ever again. And of course, the sue was discharged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the world gone mad???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-3971835765470888602?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3971835765470888602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3971835765470888602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3971835765470888602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3971835765470888602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-people.html' title='some people'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6176319969583836651</id><published>2009-03-17T08:04:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:29:10.532+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><title type='text'>finders, keepers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Sunday, ok this is seriously last Sunday, not last, last Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We woke up, and hubby decided to go to the Sunday market. 2 Sunday market, at diff locations. It was 7.30am so I said OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I woke up, took a shower, made bfast, and it was already 8.30am. Kejutkan hubby, makan, kemas2, siap2 and it was nearly 10 when we left the house. So that means bye-bye to the first Sunday market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FYI, Sunday markets opens from 6am until 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we went to the nearest, Belmont. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And this is how Sunday market looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7f7Re-jbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZVQbd7zii0U/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313930819742371250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7f7Re-jbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZVQbd7zii0U/s400/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7iVpLp14I/AAAAAAAAAfI/rA7G7heSKpk/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313933471803627394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7iVpLp14I/AAAAAAAAAfI/rA7G7heSKpk/s400/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7iVSLoKBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/kmcw00zIs4M/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313933465629501458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7iVSLoKBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/kmcw00zIs4M/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Some junks, with hidden treasures. You have to really2 dig through the stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7iUgNYjbI/AAAAAAAAAew/le04l_q8DHY/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313933452215094706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7iUgNYjbI/AAAAAAAAAew/le04l_q8DHY/s400/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Owh there's also some vintage clothes I saw. But I didnt buy any sebab tak retiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7jSybAXfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/C-7xoaWa_ow/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313934522255957490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7jSybAXfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/C-7xoaWa_ow/s400/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hubby angkat the table. Berat k! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7lEj-rIfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/rqAhYtPhSHw/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313936476884115954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7lEj-rIfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/rqAhYtPhSHw/s400/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought this for $4!!! Marble pulak tu. Sukeeeeeee &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313936480757200658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7lEyaFtxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/DTDJPvXPuCc/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this for $8. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While we were shopping, hubby's friend smsed him telling him there's a big garage sale. So we went. I didnt take any photos inside the garage sale. Its a charity sale. More or less like the Sunday market, only you have to pay to go in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I went nuts again, when I saw some crystals, chinas and collectibles that they were selling. And cheap too if I might add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7nqssfoYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/y_aSfs9QVG0/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313939331082068354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7nqssfoYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/y_aSfs9QVG0/s400/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stuff that I got for the day! Dont you love the crystal glasses? Oh yang bulat gemuk tu, that's not mine. Hubby's ashtray. Cett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7nqLA2C6I/AAAAAAAAAfo/gZVs9vbnroY/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313939322040617890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7nqLA2C6I/AAAAAAAAAfo/gZVs9vbnroY/s400/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7nqc4SP8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/nPYZTE4Mkzo/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313939326836555714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7nqc4SP8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/nPYZTE4Mkzo/s400/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the plates! The gold trimmings are gorgeous! Royal Doultan made in England, not like the new ones they're selling that's made in China!!! Grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, bought the pair for $2! :D Hubby said, "Buy. Murah tu." Heh asal murah je suruh beli. And I did not buy them because they're cheap ok. That's the second reason hehe :p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Except for the other two I bought, was because it cost $1 each, lps tu dapat half price hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. The stuff are washed and cleaned, and are displayed on the dinner table, and one on the marble table. Got no place to keep them. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we're renting a house instead, so I can buy a big display cupboard to put all my treasures hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh how I love going to this kindda garage sale. Old, yet very rare. I dont know if they have any value though. I hope they do :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's one in KL that I know of. My dad usually goes there to find more treasures and Im always too happy to tag along. Its at Amcorp mall, and it's on Sundays as well from 10am-4pm. Happy hunting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6176319969583836651?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6176319969583836651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6176319969583836651&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6176319969583836651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6176319969583836651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/finders-keepers.html' title='finders, keepers.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sb7f7Re-jbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZVQbd7zii0U/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5744568719894346551</id><published>2009-03-17T01:02:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:04:24.580+09:00</updated><title type='text'>last, last Sunday</title><content type='html'>Cirque Du Soleil was A.M.A.Z.I.N.G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRILIANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang pusing-pusing, lompat-lompat, juggle itu ini, kaki lipat-lipat. Macam-macam lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I went last 2 Sundays haha. Sorry malas nk upadate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5744568719894346551?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5744568719894346551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5744568719894346551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5744568719894346551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5744568719894346551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-last-sunday.html' title='last, last Sunday'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5280866129009076351</id><published>2009-03-12T15:04:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:40:37.699+09:00</updated><title type='text'>As of today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remember I have &lt;a href="http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2008/12/selamat-pagi-malaysia.html"&gt;kembar 4&lt;/a&gt;? Hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Im a proud Mommy! Because my babies has grown chillis!&lt;br /&gt;Dah ada 3 biji hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two from one baby, and one from another.&lt;br /&gt;One is still berbunga2 (pls lah berbuah cepat sayang), and one lil baby is struggling to grow. But mommy can see a flower dah from you Yeayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, the smallest of the bunch is stuggling, its tall, yet not too many leaves. But one flower! Its blooming, so its gonna grow some chillis soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar nak petik cili-cili yang telah ditanam, dibelai, diabandonkan selama sebulan (En hubby tak jaga langsung! ggrrrr), dan dibelai semula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of my babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SbmZxYgePdI/AAAAAAAAAeY/goBxsjl5Vfo/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312446309131501010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SbmZxYgePdI/AAAAAAAAAeY/goBxsjl5Vfo/s400/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -The biggest and the smallest- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SbmZw_n8m-I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/M6GZ36ev2xk/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312446302451964898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SbmZw_n8m-I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/M6GZ36ev2xk/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SbmZwpnfFMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/tibTnrNx5as/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312446296544449730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SbmZwpnfFMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/tibTnrNx5as/s400/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore our fugly balcony heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the view from the balcony in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sbmco7KvgBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Hg84PhG-s74/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sbmco7KvgBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Hg84PhG-s74/s400/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312449462351659026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Memang tak menarik pun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5280866129009076351?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5280866129009076351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5280866129009076351&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5280866129009076351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5280866129009076351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-of-today.html' title='As of today'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SbmZxYgePdI/AAAAAAAAAeY/goBxsjl5Vfo/s72-c/IMG_0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-484199743938545013</id><published>2009-03-12T11:37:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:39:18.950+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy.Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy 26th Birthday Sayang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when we hold hands while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-484199743938545013?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/484199743938545013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=484199743938545013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/484199743938545013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/484199743938545013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/happybirthday.html' title='Happy.Birthday'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-7140948573829814359</id><published>2009-03-06T11:07:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:10:08.320+09:00</updated><title type='text'>some things are better said</title><content type='html'>Ive never watched Bridezilla. I just saw the clips from the show a few minutes ago and I saw some brides-to-be bacame crazy and out of control. I get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i didnt go crazy or out of control before my wedding. I just became stressed out. I needed help, but no one offered. And Im not the kind of person to ask around for help. I dealt with my wedding preparations all by myself. Even on the day itself. I never get anyone to come with me to go for fittings, look for wedding stuff and whatnot. Maybe sometimes my sister Aisyah would accompany me to help me around. But most of the time, I would be alone. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can you imagine how hectic my wedding day was, when I was the only one who knew everything, all the details, the guest, the event flow etc? And I was still at home at 12pm on Saturday, when I should be there from the morning. And I had to run around the house to settle things for other people. Penat ok! And stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went beserk a little bit that morning when Hakeem went missing to have coffee with his friends, and Hadi had not gotten his hair cut yet. So I was screaming to everyone to get things settled, and I was ready to get in the car and leave for Putrajaya when everyone's still menggoyang kaki. Frustrated and mad with everyone for not cooperating, another human being had the guts to ask me, what about her kids, since 2 of them were the flower girls. At that moment, I totally didnt remember about the flower girls, because I thought my mom had settled that. &lt;em&gt;And she had the guts to say that I didnt care about her and her kids, and didnt even know that they're my flower girls.&lt;/em&gt; (This, I discovered she said this when I was back home last month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I personally choose the flower girls, and I picked TWO of your precious daughters because I CARE about you, and I care about my mother. If I dont care, I wouldnt pick any of your girls, because I think they're nuisance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I was mad at my siblings, doesnt make any right for her to say I was sombong and berlagak depan dia that day. Sakit hati betul. I remember I was screaming and mad at everyone that day, in front of her, and she just looked at me. What do you expect? If you were in my shoes, you'd go crazy. As crazy as you were when you broke down and starts to badmouth everyone in my family in front of my MOM. How could you say bad things about her own kids and husband in front of her????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive always had a soft spot for you, because you were so close with my mom, and you were so nice to me and my siblings. And now I know you're just being two-faced. You were being nice in front of us for your own benefit. And you talked about us to other people, make  stories and tell bad things. How could you. My mother was so hurt by you. She trusted you the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think about it, padan muka kau accident lepas attend my majlis kawin. Padan muka anak kau kena jahit kat dahi. Dah kena macam tu pun tak sedar-sedar lagi???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im upset. Most of the time, I'd be thinking about this, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadi, if you are reading this, lots of things happened back home. A LOT! I didnt have the heart to leave Umi like that, but I had to. You'll never know who backstabbed us since forever. But with this, I hope you have an idea who. And now Im glad everything's out in the open. Finally we know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-7140948573829814359?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7140948573829814359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=7140948573829814359&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7140948573829814359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/7140948573829814359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-things-are-better-said.html' title='some things are better said'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6230174899408993722</id><published>2009-03-05T14:35:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:37:28.486+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dralion Cirque Du Soleil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sa9k0Y-YIGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LjG3YIxdg04/s1600-h/398532_1010_A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sa9k0Y-YIGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LjG3YIxdg04/s400/398532_1010_A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309573336913158242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby managed to get us tickets to watch this. Woot woot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooooo happy!!! Thank you hunn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6230174899408993722?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6230174899408993722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6230174899408993722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6230174899408993722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6230174899408993722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/dralion-cirque-du-soleil.html' title='Dralion Cirque Du Soleil'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/Sa9k0Y-YIGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LjG3YIxdg04/s72-c/398532_1010_A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-3500751322989298249</id><published>2009-03-05T12:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:30:44.449+09:00</updated><title type='text'>All done</title><content type='html'>To whom it may concern. No I am not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, Ive been busy cleaning the house the whole week, plus doing the laundry yang bertimbun, and  ironing a 5 weeks of worth of clothes and his work clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our house inspection. And Ive been cleaning the house for days! The property agent just left. She came over for barely a minute or so, looked here and there, jot down some notes, and took some pictures of the house, and left. That was quick! Tak worth langsung the time spent nk kemas rumah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I had an early morning today. And now Im freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! &lt;br /&gt;Thank god everything went well, and clean hehe. Reported a few things that needs fixing, and hopefull they'll come and fix everything very very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ohh we had a long weekend since Monday was a public holiday. So our weekend was spent outside. We rented a car for 3 days and we were out from morning until night. And I had no time at all to clean the house since I got home. Pheewwww! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its all done. Weeeeeeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy peeps. Nak pergi goyang kaki!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-3500751322989298249?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3500751322989298249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=3500751322989298249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3500751322989298249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/3500751322989298249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-done.html' title='All done'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2159478518168052042</id><published>2009-03-04T23:05:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:07:37.318+09:00</updated><title type='text'>bzzz bzzz</title><content type='html'>Im a busy, busy bee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, no time for blogs, facebook, or even to check emails! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, got another 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really tired and sleepy. And I have an early morning tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2159478518168052042?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2159478518168052042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=2159478518168052042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2159478518168052042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/2159478518168052042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/03/bzzz-bzzz.html' title='bzzz bzzz'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-8343474135054829327</id><published>2009-02-27T19:52:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:56:04.335+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie</title><content type='html'>I am home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BLISS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-8343474135054829327?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8343474135054829327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=8343474135054829327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8343474135054829327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/8343474135054829327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/quickie.html' title='A quickie'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-174897802134573797</id><published>2009-02-26T12:21:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:29:45.006+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to you</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I wrote a "hate/mad" entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I rethink it again. And decided not to post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is so hard to be honest, because it will hurt people. But its ok for them to hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I'll just keep quiet and let things be okay again. If they could ever be. But I cant pretend that I like you anymore. Not even a drop of niceness anymore for you. You deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-174897802134573797?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/174897802134573797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=174897802134573797&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/174897802134573797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/174897802134573797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-you.html' title='to you'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6167188355049280576</id><published>2009-02-25T20:18:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:19:54.968+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Panadol, Ubat batuk cap ibu dan anak, and Scott's emulsion!</title><content type='html'>Im going back tomorrow. And today, Ive got a fever. A sore throat and flu. Not good. Not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick day, and a very last minute day for me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I managed to, finally, get our kad kahwin. Hehehhh Yes, the pic's no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SaYKE9n5mYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/qw21qZdMOEQ/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SaYKE9n5mYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/qw21qZdMOEQ/s400/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306940291280378242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, after 6 or was it 7 months already, sent my wedding dresses to the dry cleaners. Oh myyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ohhh, its Suraya Rahman's birthday! Happy birthday darling. Kesian, awak pun demam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bte, Ive finished packing, yet again. And both bags exceeds the limit. My hand carry now is already 15kg! Im not really sure if they will let me pass. If from Perth, the limit for hand carry is 8kg! Im guessing I have to leave out Abg Shahid's lesung. Sorryyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I dont want to write anymore. Its tiring. One minute typing, a minute later, I have to put tissue up my nose. So disgusting! &lt;br /&gt;Aahhh choooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6167188355049280576?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6167188355049280576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6167188355049280576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6167188355049280576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6167188355049280576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/panadol-ubat-batuk-cap-ibu-dan-anak-and.html' title='Panadol, Ubat batuk cap ibu dan anak, and Scott&apos;s emulsion!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SaYKE9n5mYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/qw21qZdMOEQ/s72-c/DSC00239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-6406115143343894161</id><published>2009-02-22T09:45:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:27:07.877+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How fast time flies</title><content type='html'>When it was only a week or two after I got back, it seems the time is so slow. Even everyone kept asking when Im going back, because they keep seeing my face at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now... the last two weeks had been so hectic. And so fast!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Muhammad commented, &lt;em&gt;"Awal-awal dulu rasa lama je Kaklong kat rumah. Ni tiba-tiba rasa cepat!".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive packed all my stuff last few nights. And I dont think Id be adding more stuff (I hope), since I only have 15kg of baggage allowance. Ok lah lesung 10kg, brg2 lain 5kg cukup lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be flying to Perth this Thursday at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar nak balik. Yeayyy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6406115143343894161?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6406115143343894161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6406115143343894161&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6406115143343894161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6406115143343894161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-fast-time-flies.html' title='How fast time flies'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-9113695442689690555</id><published>2009-02-20T16:29:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:09:09.040+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><title type='text'>:p</title><content type='html'>It turned out, the laptop Im using right now has all the pictures from my old laptop. Im guessing I transferred all of it into here???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, byk lah gambar buruk2 and tahpape from zaman dulu-dulu hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, yang ni best eventho still buruk! haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8KfxgjtlI/AAAAAAAAAdg/K3HtLrfyIyE/s1600-h/DSC01928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8KfxgjtlI/AAAAAAAAAdg/K3HtLrfyIyE/s400/DSC01928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304970427047851602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J58oHJAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gcLp_GHj4ik/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J58oHJAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gcLp_GHj4ik/s400/DSC01807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304969777197294594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J5ui-68I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TxsOZpFW30M/s1600-h/DSC01802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J5ui-68I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TxsOZpFW30M/s400/DSC01802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304969773417688002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J5qjT0TI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5dxSwk8vDTI/s1600-h/DSC01719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J5qjT0TI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5dxSwk8vDTI/s400/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304969772345315634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J5krXXgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Pz14ZcYcJuo/s1600-h/PB280497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8J5krXXgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Pz14ZcYcJuo/s400/PB280497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304969770768489986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehehehehhehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, I miss you! Cant wait to go back home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-9113695442689690555?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/9113695442689690555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=9113695442689690555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9113695442689690555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/9113695442689690555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/p.html' title=':p'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SZ8KfxgjtlI/AAAAAAAAAdg/K3HtLrfyIyE/s72-c/DSC01928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-270917430518605290</id><published>2009-02-19T02:41:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T02:47:00.651+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Booking confirmation</title><content type='html'>A few minutes ago, bapa telah membeli tickets untuk keluarga ke Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAYYYY! *melonjak-lonjak kegembiraan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Angah. Ticket ke Goldcoast mahal nak mampus! Insyallah bila ada sale lagi, kami beli ke tempat kamu pula ya. Bersabarlah.&lt;br /&gt;Hadi pula, insyallahhhh sampai lah tu. Tak tahun depan, tahun satu lagi ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari-mari. Tahun ini tahun melawat Perth! Dan melawat KAMI! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perhatian:&lt;/strong&gt; Harga ticket murahhhhh woooo. RM800 pergi-balik! Silalah lawati &lt;a href="http://www.airasia.com.my/"&gt;www.airasia.com.my&lt;/a&gt;. TERIMA KASIH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidaksabarnaktengokmukaImanesokbilatahuberitagembiraini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-270917430518605290?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/270917430518605290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=270917430518605290&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/270917430518605290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/270917430518605290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/booking-confirmation.html' title='Booking confirmation'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5627606253101330872</id><published>2009-02-18T20:06:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:30:04.935+09:00</updated><title type='text'>counting days pulang ke pangkuan</title><content type='html'>Im back in KL! Actually, it has been for 2 days now, but I havent got any time to blog. Penat ok jadi driver hari-hari! Duduk dalam kereta je keje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Thursday. So as of tomorrow, I have another 7 days in Malaysia!!! Then I'll be going back to pangkuan suami heh heh heh. *tak sabarrrrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedik kan? Bila kat sana, tak sabar nak balik Malaysia. Time tu tak pikir ape dah. Tak kisah laa even if nak kena tinggalkan hubby sorang-sorang for 5 weeks pun. Nampak Malaysia jeeeee. And after sampai Malaysia tak sampai seminggu, dah rindu nak balik Perth. And now, memang tak sabar gilaaaa lah! Sayang, tunggu yeeeeee! Hihihiii I promise I wont leave you alone anymore :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in Terengganu, at my in-laws, hubby resah gelisah (I sendiri rasa je laa tapi). If kat KL, everyday sekali je call. Kadang-kadang tak call pun. Touchdown je Terengganu, dapat sms. Lepas tu call. Sehari ada lah 2-3 kali call! Tanya makan ke tak, ok ke tak, boring ke tak, borak ape semua hihihi Best betul rasa! haha Balik je KL balik, hampeh tak call dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since ada lagi 7 days lagi tinggal, Im cramping all dates. Tonight im going out with Baya and Afni to Rasta. Tomorrow will be spent with my sister, and later with the girls. Friday hoping dapat lunchy-lunchy dekat KLCC, and will be staying there until late coz I have another date with my ex-work colleague after work. Saturday and Sunday will be kept free for my family. Next week dinner date with the babes. Ohhhh tak sabarrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh tadi I went to look for "lesung batu" ehehehe nak bawak balik Perth. Kat sana mmg ada jual, tapi mahal gilaaaa! So tadi tgk kat Hero supermarket (Hero??? WTH???), rm16 aje? Mak oi murah gilaa! Tapi berat diaaaaaa... haihhhh. So tak jadi beli. But now rasa menyesal pulak tak beli. Should have bought it je. *sigh* Takpe, esok if sempat gi beli jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent pack a single thing lagi. Barang-barang dah beli sikit. Ada lagi hubby kirim beli barang dia pulak. Hopefully lugagge muat. Umi kasi bekas-bekas untuk letak cookies and what-not yang cun! Tapi tak sure, if muat bag baru nak bawak. If penuh, terpaksa la tinggal kan... Nak bawak lesung batu lagi! hahaha entah brape kilo laa agak nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aktiviti harian: Hari-hari melekat dengan Iman. Hari-hari pun tak boring. Banyak betul celoteh dia! Pagi-pagi mesti die kejutkan, pastu suruh gi mandi. Kalau Kaklong dia malas-malas lagi nak bangun, mesti dia tanya, "Kaklong letih ehhh?". A'ah ye lah Iman. Letih gila! ehehhehe Everytime pakai tudung, mesti die pun standby nak ikut. Dalam kereta tayah pasang radio, dengar dia aje. Lagi best hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention: Im writing this dalam keadaan kelamkabut. tapi nak tulis jugak. So sorry lah if karangan berterabur sikit ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy nak mandi. Maghrib dah. Nanti lambat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5627606253101330872?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5627606253101330872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=5627606253101330872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5627606253101330872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/5627606253101330872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/counting-days-pulang-ke-pangkuan.html' title='counting days pulang ke pangkuan'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-2080611524361066564</id><published>2009-02-12T12:38:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:41:07.677+09:00</updated><title type='text'>susah nak cari idea untuk title ni</title><content type='html'>I'll be in Kuala Terengganu from today until Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most probably I wont be having any internet access *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-2080611524361066564?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8846674966348544374.post-5346947155678395582</id><published>2009-02-10T20:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:24:58.954+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a SALE at &lt;a href="http://dollys-home.blogspot.com"&gt;Dolly's Home&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-5346947155678395582?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5346947155678395582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Bengong! I woke up at 8.30, sent aisyah to training, came back home duduk dpn laptop kejap. The next thing I remember, I was fast asleep and it was 10.40am! Gile lambat ok! Taktau macam mana boleh tertido lama pulak. I was planning to leave the house at 10. Cetttt. Penat semalam tak habis-habis lagi... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While getting ready, it turned out the baju I was planning to wear went MIA! Menyesal tak check before tido. So I scanned trought the closet and picked a kebarung (p/s Baju ni mmg takde cutting lah zu! Meant to be besar ok?) in purple. Sampai-sampai rumah Fatin, tgk khemah purple. OMG! Masuk rumah, nampak Fatin's fiance... wearing a purple baju melayu! Double OMG! The exact same purple pulak tuuuuuuu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapat lah a few teases here and there. Tebal kan muka saja ya? hehe&lt;br /&gt;We had our own table kat blakang rumah and we borak and borak and gelak and gelak sambil makan. Siap tambah2 nasi goreng ikan bilis breakfast leftover lagi! Punya lah tak malu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels weird when they were talking about things that I dont know (i.e Joke2 dekat office, or time lunch). Its weird when they are all still together, just like in UTP, but Im not there to enjoy it with them... So all I get are the bits and pieces. But all was goooooodddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took more pictures, and then it was time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS Fatin! Im pretty sure Syed tak bagi I balik dh for your wedding... :(&lt;br /&gt;Tapi at least I got to be there at your engagement kan?&lt;br /&gt;Do get better asap, and I'll see u next week!&lt;br /&gt;And all of you babes as well ;)&lt;br /&gt;Belanja I 5 ringgit sorang ok? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8846674966348544374-6142351297467419248?l=twistedsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6142351297467419248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8846674966348544374&amp;postID=6142351297467419248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6142351297467419248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8846674966348544374/posts/default/6142351297467419248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedsarah.blogspot.com/2009/02/engagement-affair.html' title='Engagement affair'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01379824735140715922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RROK9tiJlmE/SS0CXylH5-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/o2tsa-6udfQ/S220/PB220397.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
