<?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-9064289490424816317</id><updated>2012-01-27T21:32:14.224+08:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='silence'/><category term='leg raises'/><category term='jawbone'/><category term='Ariyati'/><category term='Amir'/><category term='8TV'/><category term='i'/><category term='James Blunt'/><category term='gym'/><category term='true fan'/><category term='Kelantan'/><category term='boys'/><category term='sore throat'/><category term='The Black Parade is Dead'/><category term='w'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='hooliganism'/><category term='Percubaan 1'/><category term='ball'/><category term='Henry Golding'/><category term='Negeri Sembilan'/><category term='The7Bachelors'/><category term='paparazzi'/><category term='crunces'/><category term='MCR craze'/><category term='Hadi'/><category term='Piala Malaysia'/><category term='UPSR'/><category term='YOUTUBE'/><category term='iPod'/><category term='Adri'/><category term='Hot Attics'/><category term='Stadium Putra Bukit Jalil'/><category term='Hazim'/><category term='Cookies'/><category term='Robert Pattinson'/><category term='Bani'/><title type='text'>Embarking on An Odyssey</title><subtitle type='html'>One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>546</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6016369251250065568</id><published>2011-10-28T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:33:37.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Descrimination of Girls Who Wear Hijabs.</title><content type='html'>This blog has seriously lacked update. I think there are some drafts before this. I'm gonna try to finish those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, to start things off, let me start with describing my &lt;i&gt;previous&lt;/i&gt; self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 10 when I got my period. That was around 4 years ago. &lt;i&gt;Whoah, I've just realised how long I've been menstruating... &lt;/i&gt;o.o&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had short hair. My body is still the same as it is now. I wore normal T-Shirts or blouses with a pair of jeans, khakis or black pants - all of which were never revealing. I never really revealed the whole length of my legs. Given the body that I have. The shortest pair of pants that I've ever worn were 3/4's which were my bowling pants. For my tops, I've never worn sleeveless, spaghetti straps, wide-necked shirts etc 'cause I had blemishes on my body. Basically, I had a lot of myself to hide back then. You might imagine me dressed up as a guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to school wearing a baju kurung, never worn a pinafore since standard 5. I always wore this turquoise hairband. I wasn't generally accepted with the minority group of Muslim girls. They think of me probably as the one who mingles around freely with boys. I do, actually. But back then, I never had a boyfriend.&lt;b&gt; Heck, I still don't have a boyfriend now&lt;/b&gt;. I do get my way with boys. I can communicate with them quite brilliantly 'till now. So then, I only mixed around with the Malay people in my class most of the time. And other chinese and indian friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In religious classes at school, I have been taught and told numerous times, why and how I should cover myself up. And the consequences that I will face in hell if I don't. I even got taunts from friends from the class and the teachers itself. Not to mention family members. I've been turning a blind eye - since &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;standard 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my religious aspects, yes I was still up to it. I fasted, I read the Qoran, I did my prayes (not 5 times a day, completely), I did not do Zina, I never drank, did drugs and such. Overall, I was a good friend, cousin, niece, granddaughter, and daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last year went to a fun religious talk that was at a mosque in KL - 50 bucks. And then I went to a religious camp hosted by my school - 50 bucks. On that same year, before Ramadhan begun, I covered my aurat. So by paying 100 bucks, I got closer to Allah. Most people wont pay anything higher than 10 bucks for religious related stuff.&amp;nbsp; Anything religious that is more than 10 bucks is considered as 'expensive'. On the other hand, buying a pair of shoes, some CD's or clothes totaling up to 100+ bucks is considered cheap. MasyaAllah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am comfortable. Although Heaven is not guaranteed for me, at least I am doing a favour of lessening the sins of my father and... well the whole of mankind. I hate how people descriminate females who wear the hijab. Guys don't even look at us twice. They'd rather add their sins up by staring at a girl whose ass or breasts are hanging out of their clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day I was wearing my hijab at school, people just stared at me like I'm some alien. Then they asked me questions and acted around me like I'm some pious freak. I'm not a pious freak for one thing. From the first day I wore my hijab, 'till this day, not one bit of me has changed. I lost a few friends and gained a few friends in the process. I don't mind that. When you ignore me, I try to talk to you, try to mend our relationship. If you still ignore me after that, it's okay. My life's not gonna end. You ignore me for no good reason, up to you. I'm doing fine over here in SunnyVille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people look down on other people. I hate it even more if that person is doing that to me. I am a very expressive, cheerful, talkative and loud person. I have my ideas and theories, my talents and my flaws. I might not have the brawn's, but I'm alright with who I am. I speak very good English. When I speak English, they're like, wow, you're good. Dude, c'mon. When you're with me, you leave all the stereotypes you know behind. If you use it against me, I'm gonna tell you off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should stop being so narrow-minded and open up a little bit. Take some chances. It's bad enough that we don't get the same amount of attention from various people. We don't need people discriminating us any further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6016369251250065568?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6016369251250065568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6016369251250065568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6016369251250065568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6016369251250065568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2011/10/descrimination-of-girls-who-wear-hijabs.html' title='Descrimination of Girls Who Wear Hijabs.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-581313831681936427</id><published>2011-06-28T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:27:44.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude, my pet peeves, a promotion, and exams.</title><content type='html'>As I am sitting here, I would never expect myself to listen to Selena Gomez. Currently addicted to Love You Like a Love Song, aside from the fact that the chorus is ridiculous. &lt;b&gt;She also sucks live&lt;/b&gt;. That sucks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on some nail cuticle lotion, lighted up an Apricot Mango scented candle right beside me, wore a tinted lip balm. Now I feel like I'm ready for a long awaited post. Although I think nobody reads my blog anymore but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start things off, tomorrow is Report Card day. Unlike my other classmates, I prefer to attend the occasion to listen to what the teacher has to say about me. I don't care getting yelled or yapped at my Mom in the car on the way back to the house. I deserve it. People should deserve their punishment other than avoiding it. When you avoid it, you'll keep on doing the mistakes/habits. I must admit, I have been slacking off. You won't believe it. I don't believe it myself. I found out that Pritykaa has the same problem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn't need to worry too much. Her grades are better than mine. On a side note, from becoming a regular Librarian with no post, I now have been promoted to a &lt;b&gt;secretary&lt;/b&gt; of the whole Library Board of Directors. I guess my wish has been granted (Alhamdulillah) after doing ALOT of favours for the library and saying that if I don't get a post or get credit for the things I did I would quit (but ofcourse I didn't mean it)&lt;br /&gt;I am also an assistant class monitor. To sum it all up, I'll get a lot of co-curricular marks, enough to cover up for my 0 attendance for house practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not expressed my new love for &lt;b&gt;Big Time Rush&lt;/b&gt;.Well, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am in love with Big Time Rush. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I watch their show in Nick every Monday to Wednesdays @ 5 in the evening. I only get to catch it on Tuesdays tho, 'cause I have tuition on Monday and Wednesday. I listen to their songs everyday and love every single song and all the members of the band. Especially Kendall. Woot~ I even sent them a fan mail. I typed it on my typewriter. Hahahaha. I even sent one to &lt;b&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, I used to have 2 maids in this house of 14 people, but one decided to quit all because of the other maid whose name I will not state here. Okay, we'll name the maid who left as Maid A and the one who stayed as Maid B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;honestly preferred Maid A than Maid B. Why? 'Cause I think that maid B has some mental issues. She fights with Maid A for the silliest reasons. And I guess that night was the last straw for Maid A, therefore she left that very same night. And since then, mostly my Mom, grandmother and I have been sharing jobs with her. Well, basically I'm new to the job. I water the plants, I hang clothes and wash the dishes and clean the cats and arrange shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been tough since the renovations begun early March. The house looks like a shipwreck and it's been driving my dear, aching and old grandmother up the wall. Especially with Maid B. Let's put it this way, Maid B works slower than my grandmother. She talks to you but in Indonesian and mutters a lot of stuff. And that pisses me the f*ck off cause I tend to want to know what people talk about. But when it comes to her, I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're busy with stuff in the kitchen cooking of cleaning up outside letting the sweat drip off our foreheads, she's sitting in her room, sitting her ass down on the chair and irons the clothes. She does it so slowly that It takes her DAYS to finish a basket. It's ridiculous. And the fact that she stirs up lost of problems with Maid A makes me hate her more. If I was her boss, I'd fire her ass. And set her ass on fire too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se I've never hated and older person. I shouldn't. But I don't know why I hate her. SHE ANNOYS THE FUCKING HELL OUT OF ME. With her muttering and giggling to herself. IT'S SO WEIRD. She walks DAMN slow. Even when she walks in front of the TV. Live everybody does it. Even my grandmother does it. You bend down when you pass the TV when somebody watches it. As for Maid B, her body is as straight as hell and she;s just strutting her ass past the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell is her problem. From what I've heard, she got married 14 times. Maybe that's why. I know I should be working harder than her but hey, she ain't schoolin' no more. I got exams coming up so I can't stay downstairs a lot and water the plants twice a day. I have had it up to my forehead with this lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She becomes more of a lazy ass since my grandmother and Dad has been outstation to Kelantan. Oh, this happened just now. I entered the 2nd living room of the house and had a strong whiff of cat shit sitting somewhere in the room. He inhabitants of the room was Adri and Maid B. Since they're knocking down the walls of my room, Maid B has to stay in the 2nd living room. My Mom, Yasmin and I was there and we went to look for the cat shit that was somewhere in the room. We asked her if she looked for it. She said she did - all over the room with Adri but couldn't find it. And then? You stop. Oh bitch puhleeeze. So my Mom, Yasmin and I were like dogs sniffin around the room looking for the cat shit in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is she doing? She's still siting her ass down on the chair ironing. Like, my little brother can do that. My mom asked, "Kenapa tak cari sampai dapat?" and she said "Ngak ada masa!"&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me bitch? That's your excuse? Hoooooi, that was the last straw for me. I cursed at her in English. I know, it's so bad of me. I beristighfar right after that.&amp;nbsp; So we eventually found the cat shit, all runny and already infested by flies on the couch - the place we least expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-581313831681936427?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/581313831681936427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=581313831681936427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/581313831681936427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/581313831681936427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2011/06/attitude-my-pet-peeves-promotion-and.html' title='Attitude, my pet peeves, a promotion, and exams.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6052273063263109175</id><published>2011-05-01T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T02:01:40.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Attention</title><content type='html'>To what extent would you go to&amp;nbsp;just to&amp;nbsp;get noticed? Would you show the world by the permanent words and pictures etched on your body? Would you endure pain with sharp pieces of metal pierced through your skin and later endure mockery by the people around you? Or is it the was you dress? Dressing just to fit into the right crowd.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or maybe your behaviour and doings that you do just to stay amongst those people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People nowadays don't really wanna be themselves. They're always gonna be &lt;em&gt;like &lt;/em&gt;somebody to please&amp;nbsp;somebody&amp;nbsp;else. You gotta understand that you are you and nobody is like you. Why can't you just love yourself and&amp;nbsp;live with your own uniqueness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be completely frank, I thought of ditching my hijab whenever I get the chance to go to see Big Time Rush ( if they come around )&amp;nbsp;or when I go overseas. I think to myself, &lt;em&gt;Oh, they're not gonna talk to this girl who covers her head... She looks completely rediculous and tortured! She's not hot and attractive at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This clearly shows that my Iman is still all over the place. But when I sat in complete isolation, I went into deep thought of what punishment I will be given when I'm in Hell. Other than getting my breasts pierced by flaming hot hooks and hung to the ceiling by fiery chains till my feet get lifted off the ground - the same way how my hair and head will be done - 'till my brain melts and comes to a boil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Such fun, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry if I scared you there, reader. Didn't mean to. Just had to remind myself... Don't leave just yet! But I&amp;nbsp;still had&amp;nbsp;thoughts of wanting to just one day, ditch my hijab and leave it back home and just walk out on the streets ( not in Malaysia, tho. Thought of someplace else where nobody has seen be before&amp;nbsp;). I'mma wear my bleached dark hair down, wear a chest-baring shirt and skin tight jeans and just strut my ass down that street. I plan to just see how many people will take a look or maybe start flirting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I would compare to when I walk out on the streets in my normal modest clothes and hijab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;COMPLETELY DIFFERENT REACTION. Not that I've ever done this before but I would totally expect this kind of response and I know I will get this kind of response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people, including myself, notices a person. If that person happens to be hot, we get attracted. That's nature, my friends. A same trait in all humans. We&amp;nbsp;get attracted to good-looking things. Be it shelter, food or a mate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whereas the normal, or say ugly looking people... well let's just say that we don't look at them at all now do we? And to those unattractive people ( refers to self ) should not, by any extent make themselves look more unattractive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just... dress approriate for your size, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6052273063263109175?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6052273063263109175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6052273063263109175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6052273063263109175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6052273063263109175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-attention.html' title='All The Attention'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1899355382098718874</id><published>2011-03-07T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T14:56:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is great. Love is beautiful. Love has no limits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="410" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chris Medina is a &lt;b&gt;wonderful &lt;/b&gt;guy. That's all I can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*runs off crying like crap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-1899355382098718874?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1899355382098718874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1899355382098718874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1899355382098718874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1899355382098718874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-is-great-love-is-beautiful-love.html' title='Love is great. Love is beautiful. Love has no limits.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7173910306749673374</id><published>2011-03-06T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:18:14.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not going to school tomorrow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLOOO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? My posting frequency has improved! Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;I would only limit myself around 2-3 posts per week. That sounds frequent enough right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, I woke up @ 9 o'clock. Showered and made my own breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Then, studied Karangan Bahasa Malaysia, &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;for a while&lt;/i&gt;. It is official, my average attentions span is around 10-20 minutes. That's bad. I need to cram in topic dari Form 1 sampai Form 3. DAH LA AKU NI PELUPA! Macam orang tua nyanyok T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my method of studying is to study topic form 1 &amp;amp; 2 lebih. Haaa ;D&lt;br /&gt;But not Maths. 'Cause everything in that subject is related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I fucken hate Maths.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, my Dad asked me to follow him to go to a relatives massage center. While he did some therapy massage, I was (sort of) forced to undergo a Urutan Minda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was nice, AND PAINFUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we went home. I did my Zuhur prayer then went to Empire Shopping Gallery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bought a head wear from Tangs for RM30.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;IT's SO PURDDY! And I've been looking for it for a while now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I noticed a staff at Paintball. The lady's name was Mayang and she wore this multipurpose head scarf. You can look around &lt;a href="http://www.funheadwear.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm happy to own one of these multipurpose&amp;nbsp;head-scarves. Now I can wear them to a game of paintball. Kalau tak, pakai tudung belit or tudung express, panas tak terhingga. Fuhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, tomorrow is Canteen Day in SMK Taman S.E.A. I'm not really looking forward for it, but I still have to be on duty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's all for now, goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7173910306749673374?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7173910306749673374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7173910306749673374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7173910306749673374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7173910306749673374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2011/03/not-going-to-school-tomorrow.html' title='Not going to school tomorrow?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7023412030795212800</id><published>2011-03-06T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T00:50:51.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMAIGOD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;YA RASUL YA RABBI YA KARIM!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAYA MINTA MAAF SANGAT-SANGAT KERANA SAYA MENGABAIKAN BLOG INI.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really been a lazy ass motherfucker.&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have PMR. In August. And apparently, that fact still has not sunken into my brain. I'm still not in studious mode. Which is bad, at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has been happening. Nothing interesting. Probably you buggers aren't even bothered to check my blog anymore. But that's okay, I completely understand. But I will not delete this at any extent, tho. Because I have 500+ posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KEZZAM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll just list it in bullet form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; I still don't have a boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hence, I am still single. Pccht, what do you care, right? so don't expect some mushy, lovey-dovey shit here. Also, I don't expect to be 'owned' at this age. It's completely inappropriate and can the timing get any worse?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am still not losing weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Need I elaborate more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have not cut my hair. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My hair as of now, is bleached, brushing my shoulders ( ain't that &lt;i&gt;sexy? &lt;/i&gt;) and can be tied into a cute little ponytail &lt;b&gt;AND &lt;/b&gt;I have my very own bunjut! (so that I don't look too flat-headed wearing a hijab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 14 years and 4 months of age at this very date.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My vocals are better. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*hint hint* James Morrison. But still no covers of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Started playing piano.&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thought myself how to play it (awesome) and I am now playing less of guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have zits on my face.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a photographer &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;for the school magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am the 3 Angsana's class monitor's assistant.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a Librarian at the same time. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be a Librarian B.O.D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I might consider going to a boarding school &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so the above point might not happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to get 8A's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be a in Pure Science stream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to drive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be a doctor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to have lots of $$$&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be a good muslimah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be a good daughter. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lastly, I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Need to sleep. 'Till next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;kthxbai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7023412030795212800?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7023412030795212800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7023412030795212800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7023412030795212800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7023412030795212800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2011/03/ohmaigod.html' title='OHMAIGOD.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5723019475265484712</id><published>2010-12-25T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T23:45:33.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Soon?</title><content type='html'>Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this year's school holiday feels so short D: Well honestly, I have nothing to share really.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Indonesia, sleepovers probably do stuff you did during your holidays too Probably not studying. Pccht, who does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go explore Kuala Lumpur. Eventho I've lived in KL for 4 years, I'm still not used to the place. I find in exciting to go on public transportation. Except for the part that they're a hassle, stinky and have a lot of people. I don't know... it gives me a sense of adventure. And I &amp;lt;3 adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been digging photography lately. Still using the 1000D.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin bought a 60D Canon for 4k plus and I think it's beyond ridiculous that they got it 'cause they don't know no shit. I hope they do. &lt;b&gt;They better&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You do not know how much I want a video recordable DSLR D:&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I have is perfectly fine :)&lt;br /&gt;I have to focus for PMR next year! Well expect less posts and wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5723019475265484712?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5723019475265484712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5723019475265484712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5723019475265484712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5723019475265484712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-soon.html' title='So Soon?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5771082861890213268</id><published>2010-11-07T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:51:32.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Safe In A Cab</title><content type='html'>There are many ways to get to places you wanna go. You can either walk,  ride a bike, take a bus or ride a cab. But with the rising of crime and  accident rates, this causes discomfort to some people - especially  parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is intended for young girls my age or other  people who choose cabs to get around. I'm writing this from my  experience and I hope it will benefit everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents,  being caring and protective like what parents should be, do not allow me  to take a cab. Neither do they let me walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;The would usually  send me there themselves.&lt;br /&gt;But I have been in a situation where they  aren't around and I had to go somewhere for something important and I  would be late if I were to wait for them to get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is  what I always do when I'm in a cab;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;-Text both of my parents the drivers plate number  and name and tell them where I'm heading. This will help me get the  officials to track the cab and get to me in case something goes wrong.  Usually in Malaysian cabs, they would display all the drivers  identification on the dashboard and stick their plate number behind the  seats.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;-  Roll down both of the windows in the back seat. Not all, just so that  some air from outside gets in the car. So far, I haven't been in a cab  during rain. The reason why I do so if that the driver might alter the  air-conditioning system and might have slipped some type of gas that  will make me fall asleep.&amp;nbsp; If it does rain, then it would be rude to  still have the windows down. Not only will you get wet, but you might  make the driver angry by soaking the seats.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp; I have important numbers  like my parents on speed dial. Not the cops. You might accidentally  dial them. In Malaysia, intentionally dialing and faking a call to the  emergency line is an offense and the wrongdoers will be fined or put in  jail.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;- I  make sure that I am not distracted. I do not take a phone call, shove  earphones in my ears neither do I read in cars 'cause that makes me  dizzy. &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;-  If you have started a conversation with the cab driver, try to not get  too detailed or distracted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;- If you're going somewhere that you've been to  numerous times and you are already familiar with the roads heading to  that place, ask the driver to take the same road and turns. Make sure  they're on the right track.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp; Lock systems in most cars are the same; once you  press the lock at the drivers seat other doors will be locked too. I  usually leave the lock at my door unlocked for a quick escape if  anything goes wrong.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;- Don't forget to wear your SEATBELTS!!&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;- Get pepperspray. What's  that? Well, it means what it says actually. The liquid in there is  mainly pepper and some other irritants. You can find them in pharmacies  (that's where I got mine). In some countries or states, you might need a  license or be at a certain age to own one. I hold it in my hand (and I  put my hand in my bag) throughout the WHOLE journey. It's best to not  let the cab driver see that you own one. You can also use pepperspray  for many situations. Mainly as self-defense.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;- Upon exiting the cab;  Pay, check for stuff that you might've dropped and leave immediately.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  is very very very very very very important; Try to stay awake under all  circumstances. When you are asleep is when you are at most vulnerable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here  is a link on pepperspray techniques;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pepperspray.lifetips.com/cat/59739/using-pepper-spray-techniques/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://pepperspray.lifetips.com/cat/59739/using-pepper-spray-techniques/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://pics.solarnet.tv/pics/6021/6021_1289118166-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best to have your cell phone or  mobile phone fully charged and working.&lt;br /&gt;It is also wise to have  somebody accompany you and not go out at wee hours. That is very  dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to share some info of your own, please do so  in the comment section. Let's all exchange thoughts and opinions to one  another.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this has given info to you, reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better be  safe than sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5771082861890213268?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5771082861890213268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5771082861890213268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5771082861890213268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5771082861890213268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/11/keeping-safe-in-cab.html' title='Keeping Safe In A Cab'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-926818061993862821</id><published>2010-10-12T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:55:32.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aviator</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Hariz came around and bought his 2k electric guitar and 2k amp to teach me some electric guitar stuff. Red with sharp ends. Lawaaaa doh.&lt;br /&gt;I never got myself used to using a pick. So like, I should use a pick from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Bought my acoustic to the Guitar Collection Shop in MidValley. Made friends with a friendly chap named Zikri there. Never really been there. Thank god I went there. &lt;br /&gt;It is now that I only found out that the metal thing in the fretboard is baaaadly damaged. Let's just put it this way, the guitar has been through a lot. But it didn't fall down a 2 storey building or anything. Just some small falls but I guess that made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have been lacking updates lately. I've just been really lazy.&lt;br /&gt;My foots getting worse. And exams are coming. The fucken school keeps changing the damn dates. Now it's 2 weeks from now. They changed it 3 times already. FAAAAAAAAAAAAAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Sammy's Adventure in 3D and The Legend of The Guardians in 2D.&lt;br /&gt;Both animal movies. Hahaha. Both are SUPERB anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And falling more and more inlove with James Morrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loebeerens.nl/nieuws2007/james_morrison-0163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.loebeerens.nl/nieuws2007/james_morrison-0163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is such a dish. Cute and funny. Now how wouldn't want that riiight?&lt;br /&gt;And his voice... gosh, need I say anything?&lt;br /&gt;No I don't. Listen to this. Like seriously, listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="287" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W3TGIbHOZA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W3TGIbHOZA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I so regret not knowing him back in 2007 to be at the LIVE and LOUD in KL. HE WAS THERE LAAAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adoi. James Morrison, please please PLEEEEAAASEEEE come here? Again?? :'D &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;EHEHEHEHEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, the time has come for me to suffer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here comes the books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-926818061993862821?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/926818061993862821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=926818061993862821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/926818061993862821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/926818061993862821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/10/aviator.html' title='Aviator'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4438869390668632882</id><published>2010-10-02T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T00:47:47.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody exams got post-poned.</title><content type='html'>Final exams, which was supposed to be on the end of Septermber to a few days of October got pushed back aaaaaaaall the way to NOVEMBER. AFTER DEEPAVALI. A FEW DAYS BEFORE THE 2 MONTHS HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARE YOU SERIOUS&lt;/b&gt;?! Screw you people. So inhumane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been really boring. Never had the time to update regularly 'cause my laptop gets "&lt;i&gt;stolen&lt;/i&gt;" very frequently -_________-"&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has been happening. Been hitting the gym. Now I'm aching all ova.&lt;br /&gt;And getting really interested in photography and communicating with foreign people &lt;a href="http://www.solarnet-international.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You can find me there by "Afrina".&lt;br /&gt;I haven't played my acoustic guit-tar very often now. I gotta change the strings and the saddle. It's close to impossible to do a barre chord on it. Whereas my electric guitar has been a real darling to me. Also, I've gotten myself into playing piano since Yasmin has gotten her life's-long desire for a Digital Piano. I guess I'll be making a piano cover one of these days ;)&lt;br /&gt;PMR is next week and SPM's getting close!&lt;br /&gt;So i'd like to say here (most probably PMR people would read this long after they've finished their paper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Goodluck and all the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blerghhh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKsVSBhSwJg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKsVSBhSwJg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4438869390668632882?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4438869390668632882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4438869390668632882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4438869390668632882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4438869390668632882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/10/bloody-exams-got-post-poned.html' title='Bloody exams got post-poned.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4731710880077004532</id><published>2010-09-24T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T19:12:41.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau jangaaan</title><content type='html'>Before I logged on, they asked me to change my e-mail to another email.&lt;br /&gt;Which was what exactly what happened to my previous blog. Which had over 200 posts -- gone.&lt;br /&gt;So sad. Very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever. Dah lama dh x update.&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying. No, no, I should still be studying. But I studied alreaaady ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys,the new album from My Chemical Romance,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;available November 22nd, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Waaaahahahaha&amp;nbsp; I have been waiting for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tho, I am still grieving at the fact that the drummer, Bob Bryar has left the band. Dum dum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The date 9th of December back in 2007, indeed brings back good memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4731710880077004532?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4731710880077004532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4731710880077004532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4731710880077004532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4731710880077004532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/09/kau-jangaaan.html' title='Kau jangaaan'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-8964671992484391723</id><published>2010-09-10T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T01:31:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to get lost in the waters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cometocapetown.com/wp-content/uploads/images/Scuba%20Diving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.cometocapetown.com/wp-content/uploads/images/Scuba%20Diving.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really do. I don't think taking up a scuba diving course will be a waste.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Aquaria with Yasmin and her Arabic cousins with Jaja's family. It was so amazing watching all those divers feeding them fishies and stroking sharks so naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just imagine myself diving into the deep blue sea and just, swimming around. Get my mind off of things.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be sooo cooooooool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-8964671992484391723?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/8964671992484391723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=8964671992484391723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8964671992484391723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8964671992484391723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-to-get-lost-in-waters.html' title='I want to get lost in the waters.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6211254481038174331</id><published>2010-09-09T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T08:15:04.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you should never do to me</title><content type='html'>Rush me in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's about it, I hate rushing. Rushing at anytime of the day makes me uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;You should know by now that I take my sweet own time with almost everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, bottom line. Don't rush me. Or face terrible consequenses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6211254481038174331?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6211254481038174331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6211254481038174331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6211254481038174331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6211254481038174331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-you-should-never-do-to-me.html' title='Things you should never do to me'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-772742744570551493</id><published>2010-09-04T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:05:42.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been addicted</title><content type='html'>to this Harry Potter game. It's the shiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Can somebody tell me why in the hell did I ever like him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays have started!! Finally.&lt;br /&gt;And raya is this Friday. Masyaallah, time flies!&lt;br /&gt;Okay so... The doctor&lt;u&gt; could not&lt;/u&gt; diagnose me. Yeah huh, a &lt;b&gt;doctor professor &lt;/b&gt;couldn't diagnose my foot problem.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Nasib baik cute.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. End-term might be postponed. I should be studying my Arabic. Whaa?&lt;br /&gt;You know what I feel like doing. Getting a ginormous amplifier, my electric guitar -- on distortion and just play some shit.&lt;br /&gt;blagagaghahjsohdfdsifuhn.&lt;br /&gt;hihihihihih. I've been helping mummy with raya cookies ;D&lt;br /&gt;I have to ganti 6 days of puasa. No probleeeeeeeeeeem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Why did I ever like you? &lt;br /&gt;What did I see? &lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was must have  been some kind of illusion, a magic trick on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-772742744570551493?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/772742744570551493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=772742744570551493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/772742744570551493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/772742744570551493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-been-addicted.html' title='I&apos;ve been addicted'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3963330309047534414</id><published>2010-08-30T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T09:21:21.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll blog anyways.</title><content type='html'>Assalammualaikum warohmatullahiwabarokatuh.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be studying right now but I've been itching to update.&lt;br /&gt;Not like anybody reads this thing anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bleached my hair. Haven't really taken a good shot of it but ada lah in Alya's camera. Will put it up soon.. If&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, I have finished my Geography Project in only a week. I have to pass it up today so, that means I have to go to school D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak apa, pergi ke sekolah, menimba ilmu, jadi lagi pandai, boleh jadi doctor! And menimba Ilmu dapat pahala. Dapat pahala, masuk Syurga (InsyaAllah)&lt;br /&gt;*thumbsup*&lt;br /&gt;The only thing left to go with the project is to bind it. Which I will do before I go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;I should studddyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;I should go ride my bikeeee.&lt;br /&gt;But if it weren't for the constant &lt;i&gt;kes ragut &lt;/i&gt;and the traffic, I would be on my way right after sahur.&lt;br /&gt;Alaa, nnt menyesal x dpt minum air. Haahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing doctor on Thursday ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;hihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I fell that I've been really emotional. I guess the water element took over my Zodiac this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;kbai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3963330309047534414?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3963330309047534414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3963330309047534414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3963330309047534414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3963330309047534414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/ill-blog-anyways.html' title='I&apos;ll blog anyways.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1836927806842604772</id><published>2010-08-22T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T17:38:46.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saya harus study&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for end-term.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kalau tak,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;besar nanti tak berjaya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nak jadi doctor and&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nak selamatkan nyawa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and heal people kan?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7368765309870198994</id><published>2010-08-20T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T10:36:17.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another doctor, another MRI</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, family and I went to UMSC to meet an orthopedic.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor whom I consulted before was a neurologist.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll stop the nerdy talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took a number and sat down while Mum and Dad were busy with some stuff on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;The neurologist from Prince Court happens to be the orthopedics's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dude happened to be... um... &lt;small&gt;cute&lt;/small&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He looked young but he was already a professor so I guess he was ummm... well, you can figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;The numbness is still there and like the doctor before, he too was also baffled by this incident because I don't do any extreme sports or, remember that I've had a huge fall.&lt;br /&gt;The only sport I play is bowling -- if you even call that a sport.&lt;br /&gt;And it's "impossible" to be linked with the Ganglion Cyst that was removed late last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he concluded that I am to do an MRI.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite funny at some point when he was testing the strength of both of my legs.&lt;br /&gt;He pushed my sole against me and I push it the other way. My mom said "Sampai bergigil-gigil tangan dia!"&lt;br /&gt;If we kept it any longer I would have ended up kicking his face. &lt;br /&gt;He said my feet were strong. So, *squeal* :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And picit there, picit here stroke there, stroke here, it really made me uncomfortable. I wish I could see my own expressions at that time. I managed to cover it.&lt;br /&gt;Fila said I was the first person who made a normal check up (sounds) sexual.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH. Well, he &lt;i&gt;was &lt;/i&gt;cute. Gahh. maybe he's married with 10 kids or something, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmh, yeah, goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7368765309870198994?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7368765309870198994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7368765309870198994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7368765309870198994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7368765309870198994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-doctor-another-mri.html' title='Another doctor, another MRI'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3846247599242692458</id><published>2010-08-17T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T19:17:50.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover up ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TGptau_4rEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Cle-o2q7WTU/s1600/15082010922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TGptau_4rEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Cle-o2q7WTU/s320/15082010922.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;I baked an made a few things today.&lt;br /&gt;Golden Cinnamon Cookies and Buah Melaka and helped mummy with the Nasi Lemak.&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaah so hungry and thirsty beyond compaaare.&lt;br /&gt;I need to finish up my homeworrrrk, and project and get all those arabic words into my heaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;If only the brain had a slot, or a scanning machine so tht i can stuff the whole book in.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just blogging to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;Baking, or doing anything that is regarded to doing food is really hard when you're fasting.You just always have that itch to go and, dunk your finger in and taste it. Mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;K la. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3846247599242692458?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3846247599242692458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3846247599242692458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3846247599242692458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3846247599242692458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/cover-up-ladies.html' title='Cover up ladies'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TGptau_4rEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Cle-o2q7WTU/s72-c/15082010922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3586673749074018990</id><published>2010-08-16T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:40:21.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I came to school late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I wasn't caught! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;w000000t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3586673749074018990?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3586673749074018990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3586673749074018990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3586673749074018990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3586673749074018990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-lucky.html' title='I was lucky'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-979075605839661029</id><published>2010-08-15T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T12:27:38.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to agree</title><content type='html'>with my Dad. It's as if the people who go to Bazaar Ramadhan's purposely go there looking vulgar than ever.&lt;br /&gt;It's&lt;b&gt; Ramadhan &lt;/b&gt;people! Janganlah buat dosa and janganlah bagi orang lain dosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather person said that the weather throughout bulan Ramadhan this year will be hot and dry. Well right now, it ain't that hot eventho it's in the afternoon. Usually afternoons in Malaysia will be as hot as heck.&lt;br /&gt;See? This is the &lt;i&gt;n'imat &lt;/i&gt;Allah SWT has given us. Cool weather, so that his people won't be going through a horrible time finishing fasting for the day. He makes it easy for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do we do to repay him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We disobey him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We take things for granted. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We purposely miss prayers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We do vice.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We become selfish.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you miss prayers, it's as if you're demolishing your religions' pillars. When you don't miss prayers, you are strengthening your religions' pillars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, during Ramadan is the best time to do good. Why?&lt;br /&gt;All heavens doors will be opened and all hell's doors will be closed and all the devils will be chained.&lt;br /&gt;That means, if you do good deed, it will go straight to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Make the Quran your bestfriend. Reading one letter will get you one &lt;i&gt;pahala&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if you read 10 pages of the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-979075605839661029?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/979075605839661029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=979075605839661029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/979075605839661029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/979075605839661029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-to-agree.html' title='I have to agree'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2851407006975446593</id><published>2010-08-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:58:22.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could really use a wish right now</title><content type='html'>I find it funny that he still makes my heart go "dup-dap".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergi.Mati. Shukran :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should practice my Arabic more. InsyaAllah by the 5th lesson, I could get a firm grip on it.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite difficult, you know, the different pronunciations for male and female.&lt;br /&gt;Never give up, keep practicing.&lt;br /&gt;That's what he told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nice knowing ya, bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-2851407006975446593?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2851407006975446593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2851407006975446593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2851407006975446593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2851407006975446593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-could-really-use-wish-right-now.html' title='I could really use a wish right now'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2290386795552621621</id><published>2010-08-12T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:46:50.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How stupid of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="292" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQDs2PW9S6w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQDs2PW9S6w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="292"&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/9064289490424816317-2290386795552621621?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2290386795552621621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2290386795552621621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2290386795552621621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2290386795552621621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-stupid-of-me.html' title='How stupid of me.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4103477700080212432</id><published>2010-08-11T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T19:04:12.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most tiring first day of Ramadhan.</title><content type='html'>If it weren't for the almost an hour standing under the sun for a damn photograph that only took less than 10 freakin minutes, I'd be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are so...... Ughkk&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, on my bed, bloggin from my Mum's phone, she gave it to me by the way after she got a new phone for her anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished taking a 15 minute shower.&lt;br /&gt;Felt sooooooooooo goooooooooodd.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting impatiently for the first buka puasa :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4103477700080212432?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4103477700080212432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4103477700080212432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4103477700080212432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4103477700080212432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/most-tiring-first-day-of-ramadhan.html' title='The most tiring first day of Ramadhan.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3914260771961505905</id><published>2010-08-09T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:51:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrywart Moodswinger.</title><content type='html'>I might be suffering from &lt;b&gt;Tarsal Tunnel Syndrome&lt;/b&gt;. IN a few days I gotta go see either a Foot Specialist or an Orthopaedic in University Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaah, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really tired. Having naps in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Missing school and having to study for monthly tests and year end exams and finishing my Geography Project by the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! I bought pepper spray. Like, finally. Malaysia is a dangerous country. Particularly Selangor. Apatah lagi, Kampung Tunku O:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ride my bike. But I dah mandi. shiiiiz.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;I gotta cut down on mah shugaaaa. Cut down on everything, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;You skinny who call yo'selves fat are crazy. Out of this world crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Dad, Poh, Aqil, Aunt Alma, Yasmin, Aqil and I went to Tok Chik's dusun in Ulu Yam. Mandi sungai pakai kain batik hohohohoho. Sat&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; terselak. Whoops. Ate aloooot of durian. Played a ukulele for the first time evaaa. Senang gila babiiii. But too small for my fat fingers. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeed to tudung shoppin. Dengan Yaaaaaasmin. I actually do not know which monthly tests I'm gonna have to take this week. I can't screw this up. What about my dreams of becoming a doctor?&lt;br /&gt;But how can I not screw it up if I'm so lazy and easily distracted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once asked the top student in my class how she studies.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't study thaaat much. I sleep, watch TV, eat and draw".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila la. She sounded like me but I'm nowhere near her intelligence. I'm not saying I'm not smart. I am, bit Iin my own weird way.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can do it, it's just that I'm not trying my hardest SEBAB I MALAS. HAAAAA! By that I have concluded that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;KEMALASAN&lt;/span&gt; adalah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PENYEBAB KEROSAKAN MASA HADAPAN ANDA&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AWAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3914260771961505905?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3914260771961505905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3914260771961505905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3914260771961505905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3914260771961505905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/worrywart-moodswinger.html' title='Worrywart Moodswinger.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2767819161634622232</id><published>2010-08-05T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:39:45.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's the first day</title><content type='html'>that I wore a hijjab to school.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to call it hijjab and not &lt;i&gt;tudung&lt;/i&gt;. It's not as bad as I thought it would be 'cause I imagined myself wanting to stare in a mirror and check if there are hairs jutting out like, every 2 minutes. Luckily I had a good hair band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm wearing a hijjab to school and every where I go for as long as I live, I can &lt;b&gt;finally &lt;/b&gt;do some cool stuff with my hair. Hair dye is out of the question. HARAM.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna keep it looong, and bleach. But not now. I think I'm like, burning holes in my dad's wallet for paying the hospital bills. Our insurance isn't setteld yet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, probably you're asking, what hospital bills?&lt;br /&gt;My leg is sort of an issue now, it's still numb, so bawak pergi jumpa doctor kat hospital.&lt;br /&gt;First, to SJMC, where I met the biggest ass-hole of a doctor in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wanted to kick him in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, we decided to go to Prince Court Medical Center, where I got my Ganglion Cyst in my left knee removed.&lt;br /&gt;Met a &lt;b&gt;better &lt;/b&gt;doctor than that ass-hole of a doctor back at SJMC.&lt;br /&gt;So, doctor said that my leg should run a few test which was,&lt;br /&gt;-Nerve response test (?)&lt;br /&gt;-MRI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nerve response thing was painful. I was brought into this room, where while the medical staff put in electrical "zaps" into my leg. According to the veins...? I didn't know what was happening. I was busy watching River Monsters on National Geographic on TV xD&lt;br /&gt;The next day was my MRI. You know that tunnel thing that you go into. Yeah, that thing.&lt;br /&gt;Well at first I was like, "HOMAIGOD BESTNYE NAK MASUK BENDE NI FIRST TIME WHOAH!!"&lt;br /&gt;But afterwards I was like, "Holeeeyyyyfuccckkkk!!"&lt;br /&gt;They started at the Lumbar part of my spine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really noisy. Like,&lt;br /&gt;"BANG BANG BANG BANG"&lt;br /&gt;"ZAP ZAP ZAP ZAP ZAP"&lt;br /&gt;"ZOING, ZOING ZOING ZOING ZOING"&lt;br /&gt;"EEENNNG, EEENG, ENNGGG, ENNNNGGG!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave me some earphones to put on. I had to survive 20 minutes of LiteFM. Luckily they were playing my fav oldie tunes.&lt;br /&gt;Then they ran the 2nd MRI test, they moved up to my Thoracic. Which was higher than my lumbar.&lt;br /&gt;They had to put on some head thingy. It was &lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;comfortable. AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;That was when I was like, "HOMAIGOD GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THIS THING"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yeah, that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lepas tu balik. No no, beli tudung sekolah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jahit nametag and badge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And mengaji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingatlah pada Bulan Ramadhan ini.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tidak ada gunanya anda berpuasa sekiranya anda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tidak melalukan solat anda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~-~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-2767819161634622232?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2767819161634622232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2767819161634622232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2767819161634622232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2767819161634622232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/08/todays-first-day.html' title='Today&apos;s the first day'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2608740648095487012</id><published>2010-07-29T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T11:42:45.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/518lFHW7FtL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/518lFHW7FtL.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rating; 5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I watched this movie in the afternoon. Yeah, I skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;It was truly confusing. And there were a lot of subtitles involved in this movie because of the many foreign languages spoken. But honestly, this movie was great!&lt;br /&gt;This movie tells the journey of 'The Red Violin', from it's construction back in the 1600's in Italy, to it's present day, about to be auctioned off.&lt;br /&gt;When I read the full movie synopsis on Wikipedia, then only I understood the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soloviolinmusic.com/images/Violin_Player_For_Weddings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.soloviolinmusic.com/images/Violin_Player_For_Weddings.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been very interested in the violin.&lt;br /&gt;At first, my mom didn't approve me of taking up the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;She said it's a very boyish instrument. And come to think of it, I don't really see myself making a career out of it. Basically because, the guitar is a very common instrument played by many. Playing the guitar is just my favourite past time.&lt;br /&gt;To me, playing the violin exerts more emotion than most instruments.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, classical music is truly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading through articles on the internet. They say the violin is the hardest instrument to play - especially for beginners. It would take a long time to get used to positioning the bow itself. &lt;i&gt;Apatah lagi&lt;/i&gt;... the fretless fingerboard. I can't imagine.&lt;br /&gt;There are violin tabs, I've Googled them before but,&amp;nbsp; I don't think figuring them out will be as easy as the guitar. Does that mean, I have to play by reading notes? I never learnt how to read notes. It's just, so hard. It's like learning some symbolic language. I wonder if there's an option for that. Heh o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, violin. My latest want.&lt;br /&gt;So, the million dollar question is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;To get an &lt;b&gt;electric guitar&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;or a &lt;b&gt;violin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;as a reward for good results for PMR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Persons with opinions on this matter are welcome to comment or write something in my chatbukz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-2608740648095487012?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2608740648095487012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2608740648095487012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2608740648095487012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2608740648095487012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/violin.html' title='Violin'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5373292097241221654</id><published>2010-07-28T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:23:31.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies!</title><content type='html'>My legs getting better. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've watched 2 randomly picked movies, last Sunday and last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.dixcdn.com/leftofcybercenter/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/augrush.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://blogs.dixcdn.com/leftofcybercenter/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/augrush.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rating; 4/5 stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty crazy to think that some kid could hear music out of everything. And, it's pretty crazy to think that some kid would be able to play the guitar like Andy McKee (&lt;b&gt;better&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;than him, infact)&amp;nbsp;the first time he touches a guitar and can create his own bloody concerto just by learning a few keys from the piano. It's pretty absurd but a side from all that, this movie truly tugs at your heartstrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/SntXMHE9qA3SnSaQ*kb0Xa9enZ8pqslRxSp8AH7NAzQc4HHqD807uLbRd1SSAAuFFfsVi8bgTwyrbMOrABXSTPZX1K3*jQ-0/thirteenDVD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/SntXMHE9qA3SnSaQ*kb0Xa9enZ8pqslRxSp8AH7NAzQc4HHqD807uLbRd1SSAAuFFfsVi8bgTwyrbMOrABXSTPZX1K3*jQ-0/thirteenDVD.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Rating;4/5&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. This movie is just, so raw and real. To think that there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;people who are living like the people in this movie is pretty crazy. Not much that I can comment here but, this movie's great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5373292097241221654?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5373292097241221654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5373292097241221654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5373292097241221654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5373292097241221654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/mencari-pasal.html' title='Movies!'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4431115642522420900</id><published>2010-07-26T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:32:35.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twist and turn.</title><content type='html'>My left foot has been numb for a couple of days already.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went for foot reflexology. You know there are like, lots of Foot Reflexology shops in SS2, right?&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Went with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought that was the end of me. Knowing how ticklish I am. But it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;The masseuse was a man. But I asked for a female masseuse but the towkay said they were no good.&lt;br /&gt;So I sat on the chair thingy and he poured in hot water into the sink below and added some funky black powder to the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad; "The man who's gonna urut you is the man who usually uruts me. Kuat tau!"&lt;br /&gt;Me; "*dies*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Some crazy twisting and turning is happening in my leg.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how this happened. Like, tiba-tiba je D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4431115642522420900?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4431115642522420900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4431115642522420900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4431115642522420900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4431115642522420900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/twist-and-turn.html' title='Twist and turn.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6094350147002880839</id><published>2010-07-22T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:33:41.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Mache</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shreds of newspaper or tissue paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PVA glue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Mixed together with hands. Make sure you cut your nails. You don't wanna end up like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we've been reaaaaally busy with preperations for Minggu Pusat Sumber. Nicole, Fila and I have been working on the bridge and gondola models. We've finally sort of finished it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUOTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin; &lt;u&gt;Sorry la teacher.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puan Sapura; &lt;u&gt;Macam itu awak cakap sorry kat cikgu. Ego tinggi sangat la so takleh cakap sorry betul&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;? Ha? HMH!&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Lelaki memang tak tau nak cakap sorry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the moments when I truly agreed with her &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;So I went through the day having Brands and 1/4 of a cup of Milo. I survived o.o&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. And, my allowence, dah HABIIIIIIS. Lupa nak bayar a few stuffs today. Class fees, Librarian fees....&lt;br /&gt;Money, money, money.&lt;br /&gt;If only it &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;grew on trees :/&lt;br /&gt;I have been assigned to help Aunt Alma with her Kindergarten's open day. I'll be making cupcakes! ;D&lt;br /&gt;So drop over at SS1's Krista :D Heheh, okay bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6094350147002880839?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6094350147002880839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6094350147002880839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6094350147002880839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6094350147002880839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/paper-mache.html' title='Paper Mache'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6675779620456809745</id><published>2010-07-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:38:46.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I know It First Hand.</title><content type='html'>Okay so, I'm feeling kind of pissed off here and I wanna talk about things that you should never, ever EVER ever do. In your life. In high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Let's just start off with the people you might meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seniors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The people older than you. You gotta respect them 'cause they don't appreciate your existance in their school. Don't bug and get all annoying and close with them and their friends. They'll take you wrongly and will say that you're "menyibuk" . This includes &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teachers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If you're friends with them, then that's great but be careful. Once you make a wrong move, them and their gang will take you down just because you're younger than them. Some of them will never stop bugging you and giving you looks. Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because I know it first hand&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Classmates/Schoolmates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's all about the secrets. Just when I thought I would let go of the embarrassing mistakes that I've done in the past, she brought it back up again and told people. And you should know when to &lt;b&gt;STFU &lt;/b&gt;about a secret, eventho the owner of the secret doesn't know you know their secret. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dah orang bagitau kau secret kan, appreciate sikit lah that I have trust in you to keep it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Just when I thought everybody has forgotten about it and that I would &lt;big&gt;FINALLY&lt;/big&gt;treat people normally, now she made things worse. Trust is important. More important than anything. Sort of. These people who has betrayed your trust in them have mental problem. Well, it's what this girl is probably suffering from. She should get it when some things are sensitive to certain people. So, keeping her mouth shut about other people businesses would be a brilliant idea. How do I know?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because I know it first hand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you have a book&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;i&gt;that you write mushy, lovey dovey&lt;/i&gt; things in , keep it &lt;b&gt;safe&lt;/b&gt;. Don't leave it in class. Or give it to somebody to look after it for you. Trust me, if somebody finds it, and it just so happens so be their &lt;i&gt;past balak&lt;/i&gt; written all over it, then... susah la jadinya.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;They still haunt me till this day. It hurts you and makes you feel so embarrassed that you're drowning in the thoughts of what people think of you, now that they know your deepest darkest secret. It makes your heart heave and your head spin and your stomach churn. When you pass him by, you can literally feel your heart abnormally pump a pump until you can feel it hit your chest. You lose appetite and self-confidence.You just can't help keeping your head down when you pass them at the hallway when you should be walking with your head held high. And you just can't help feeling like an idiot when they give you looks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;I know it first hand&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I guess I can officially say it here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I hate high-school drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What is with people and ruining other people's lives?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tidakkah mereka berhati perut&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6675779620456809745?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6675779620456809745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6675779620456809745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6675779620456809745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6675779620456809745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-i-know-it-first-hand.html' title='Because I know It First Hand.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5205350269934062127</id><published>2010-07-20T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:14:00.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Take Over.</title><content type='html'>Some people kan, perasan &lt;i&gt;sungguh&lt;/i&gt;! Ish.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleeeeeep sebab esok ada Persatuan Agama meeting.&lt;br /&gt;People sneezing or coughing without closing their mouths has become my pet peeve. Like, I'm suffering OCD or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been such a drag. Fila, Nicole and I have been busy with the Minggu Perpustakaan thingy. Well &lt;b&gt;they &lt;/b&gt;have .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an official Librarian. Oh, joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;here i state that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;i will wear a hijjab&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; when&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ramadhan begins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;to school and everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i go. FOREVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;So, uh. Shopping for tudungs? :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5205350269934062127?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5205350269934062127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5205350269934062127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5205350269934062127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5205350269934062127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-take-over.html' title='Don&apos;t Take Over.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7892472627121018192</id><published>2010-07-18T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:21:37.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold river.</title><content type='html'>Camp is over. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesomeee :)&lt;br /&gt;I malaslah nak cerita in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;There are moments during the camp I just,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;truly enjoyed. But at the same time,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;it too, felt like a &lt;b&gt;guilty pleasure&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to find somebody like BS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People with his like him, are... &lt;b&gt;RARE,&lt;/b&gt; so to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here comes Disease K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7892472627121018192?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7892472627121018192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7892472627121018192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7892472627121018192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7892472627121018192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/cold-river.html' title='Cold river.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1803180198199305309</id><published>2010-07-11T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:57:28.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap on a smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Breakdowns can create breakthroughs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Things fall apart so things can  fall together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;There are things in life that you must learn to let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kalau tak, susah la jadinya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp is this weekend. And it's clashing with the Librarian Installation.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;i&gt;GRRREEEEAAAT&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have the melody, but I don't have the lyrics. How can some songwriters come up with such superb lyrics?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't like Orianthi's lyrics. They're too straightforward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think my style of writing lyrics would be poetic and &lt;i&gt;tersirat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Colbie Caillat and Taylor Swift's lyrics are really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-1803180198199305309?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1803180198199305309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1803180198199305309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1803180198199305309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1803180198199305309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/slap-on-smile.html' title='Slap on a smile.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7962102929733252813</id><published>2010-07-08T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T18:56:03.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men and The Outdoors.</title><content type='html'>Camp is next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAMP IS NEXT WEEK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Holy craaaaaap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7962102929733252813?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7962102929733252813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7962102929733252813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7962102929733252813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7962102929733252813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/men-and-outdoors.html' title='Men and The Outdoors.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5823590135917598297</id><published>2010-07-07T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T01:46:43.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause I can't sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evanlapointe.com/images/piano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://www.evanlapointe.com/images/piano.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have suddenly developed an interest in piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I played guitar or settle down on any instrument for that matter, my Mom thought that guitar was a very boyish instrument. But I carried on with my interest in guitar to the extent of getting one and going for classes. Thankfully, I did not put all that money to waste by playing it horribly or not playing it at all. I would say that I'm a fairly OK guitar player. &lt;b&gt;Not &lt;/b&gt;a pro but, I'm good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dad that I would like an Electric Guitar if I get good results for PMR. There's a Guitar Package at a nearby music store that does not burn a hole in his wallet. An Electric Guitar, an amp, a guitar bag, a strap and a pick. Wonderful! And maybe throw in a distortion pad? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I would really love to learn how to play the piano. I know the basics, so I guess it's okay if I learn it on my own or on the Internet. I bought a Piano Pocket Chord Book a few months back, so I don't wanna put that to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing multiple instruments is pretty cool to me. Like, you're multi-talented.&lt;br /&gt;Other instruments I would like to play;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Violin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harmonica&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Playing the harmonica and flute seems pretty easy, no? It doesn't cost too much too, right? I might need to take lessons for Violin, but getting one is expensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to look for secondhand instruments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5823590135917598297?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5823590135917598297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5823590135917598297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5823590135917598297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5823590135917598297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause-i-cant-sleep.html' title='&apos;Cause I can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7003581026442940381</id><published>2010-07-05T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:17:53.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoah, sakit lagi la.</title><content type='html'>Could and cough has attacked me again! D:&lt;br /&gt;I now have a totally  different voice. I can't sing. It's like really &lt;i&gt;serak&lt;/i&gt; and&lt;i&gt;  sengau.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have to get over and done with tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The &lt;b&gt;forever useless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sivik project.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Which I  am supposed to be doing now. Heh o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why oh, &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; must they make us Secondary school students  suffer? Don't we have enough patriotism embedded in ourselves? I know I  do. And why is the bloody Internet so fucked up? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today was not my day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The  list of things/attitudes of people that I do not understand - in bullet  list;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't  get why some people take photos of their disgusting bruises or wounds.  It's gross. Especially if you're a girl. For Allah's sake man, keep it  to yourself . &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're gonna wear something that is as  short as your shirt, than you might as well just go around pants-less.  There we go! More money wasted on yet another useless piece of clothing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why  some people must push and shove their way to the front of the line. Not  to mention cutting them! Where are your moral values? Macam apa! Kalah  anak beruk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate it when I hear a guy's relationship status  that goes like this "Fishing Around". What? You think  it's okay to just have any girl you want and just throw them away?  Remember, we are human too. And humans have something called 'feelings'.  Respect that and we will respect you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;From a person  I've known, she told me she bumped into a guy friend during school. He  then casually asks if she has an elder sister or knows someone whose his  age, &lt;b&gt;single and SUPER hot&lt;/b&gt;. My point here is that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teenage guys are dumb. Well, most of them. Although they say that  they're matured and you think that they're matured well, think again.  They want a girl whose '&lt;b&gt;single and SUPER hot&lt;/b&gt;' just so she can  please his eyes and show her off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To me, (probably to most boys out there )&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;most of the &lt;b&gt;'SUPER  hot' &lt;/b&gt;girls are the one don't know how to dress themselves  politely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What about the other girls who are single and &lt;b&gt;are not  categorized as &lt;/b&gt;'&lt;b&gt;SUPER hot&lt;/b&gt;'? And are just pretty ordinary?  Most of these girls who fall under this category are the ones who have  the biggest hearts and have the best personalities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Above all, teenagers just want to have fun. Having large groups of  friends, being part of cliques, pissing parents off, break hearts,  curious and want to have a taste of the adult world. That's what I am.  And I'm trying to stay firm on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Relationships at very young age. Having relationships at the  tender ages of secondary school is pretty useless to me. I know a whole  lot of people who have been in relationships at this age. Almost all of  them &lt;b&gt;did not last&lt;/b&gt; more than 4 months. Why do you want to have  commitments right now? To me, the only things that you need to commit to  at this age is your religion and getting your grades right. Love can  wait. You're gonna me a lot of different people once you step out of  high school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Premature depression. I know some people naturally succumb to this  but there are people who purposely let themselves have this. They react  dramatically to small solve-able problems. Then they lable themselves  as depressed. The depression equation; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Depression = Alcohol +  School Discipline Problems + Fights&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All I'm  trying to say here is that, us teenagers should enjoy our age for as long as  we can. The adult worlds is a far more different and complicated  world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy and  appreciate the little things and don't stress them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7003581026442940381?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7003581026442940381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7003581026442940381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7003581026442940381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7003581026442940381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/whoah-sakit-lagi-la.html' title='Whoah, sakit lagi la.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2547263631913645903</id><published>2010-07-02T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:23:48.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was bored,</title><content type='html'>I've started to watch Avatar: The Legend of Aang. It's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to change,&lt;br /&gt;in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;To hit that range,&lt;br /&gt;for better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I might seem fine, when I'm really not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I know she shines and I do not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But please my dear, don't leave me here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;with this regret, that my heart forgets&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;to let you go, when I still know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;the feelings still show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-2547263631913645903?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2547263631913645903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2547263631913645903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2547263631913645903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2547263631913645903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-was-bored.html' title='I was bored,'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2746394834747851442</id><published>2010-07-02T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:46:42.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down to my stomach.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Dah lama dah tak update. Well I guess you guys are okay with it. You don't have to scroll down to read 'em.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;So, RKA (Open Day/Report Card Day) was on Wednesday (30/06/2010) And, it was hm, well, okay I guess... Dad came to pick it up. Honestly, it was a rats race to get to the top. If I worked my ass off a lil' bit more, my results would've been better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;I was talking out from the back of my head the whole time today. I guess I over-worked during my duty this morning. I processed... JENG JENG JENGGGGG!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 BOOKS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tahniah, tahniah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Ala, you might think, Oh, what's the big deal? Nenek aku pun boleh buat!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Haha. I don't think she'll larat. I kid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Isi borang slip kerja buku, isi whatever&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;, then, I labelled it, gave it a barcode, stamped it (my most favourite part), wrapped it ONE BY ONE and put the data into the computer.And I did it all by myself. Brilliant! -____________-"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;They should have Probate/Librarian of The Month. And I should get it lol xD Perasan, much? I helped Yu Rong with his BM karangan. I honestly sounded like a smarty pants. Even so, I did not get an A for BM. I guess the way I write is far too professional for them to handle. Muaha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for as long as Haris and Hariz were gone (they're not back, still!) Syafila and I got a once in a lifetime chance to get to pay attention in class by sitting at their seats... depaaaaaaaaaaan sekaliiiii. Hahah. For English we had to make a dialogue. An interview with your favourite idol/superstar. Fila and I chose Michael Buble ;D&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, his voice is AWE-SUM! k bai&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-2746394834747851442?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2746394834747851442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2746394834747851442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2746394834747851442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2746394834747851442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/07/down-to-my-stomach.html' title='Down to my stomach.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6039570339777800000</id><published>2010-06-28T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:05:17.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers Day SMKTS 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TCglsD5LoZI/AAAAAAAAASU/MuDPJ8-hOMY/s1600/36880_401789867943_599032943_4461810_6085966_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TCglsD5LoZI/AAAAAAAAASU/MuDPJ8-hOMY/s400/36880_401789867943_599032943_4461810_6085966_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Yasmin and I. We performed for Teachers Day. We sang "My Wish" by Rascal Flatts. Then, by a last minute inquiry, we performed "Mona Lisa" Applause was mengalakkan. I was really happeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I have improved quite a lot about myself. And I wish to improve MOAR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am more comfortable performing in front of crowds then I was before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have finally learned from my mistakes to not hesitate and be shy. It finally dawned on me on how much I've missed. By getting over the negativity, I returned home, happy with a phone number in hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have gotten myself into reading. And I collected all the books that I bought which I have not read yet, and stacked them up so that I can finish them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I tell myself not to spend aimlessly ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I clean my room as often as I can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And, I have gotten over that douche. Awesome. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6039570339777800000?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6039570339777800000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6039570339777800000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6039570339777800000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6039570339777800000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/teachers-day-smkts-2010.html' title='Teachers Day SMKTS 2010'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TCglsD5LoZI/AAAAAAAAASU/MuDPJ8-hOMY/s72-c/36880_401789867943_599032943_4461810_6085966_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1134049714501305744</id><published>2010-06-20T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:13:21.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THIS DUDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNi5XR-cw5E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNi5XR-cw5E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw9lcmcwWps&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw9lcmcwWps&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/9064289490424816317-1134049714501305744?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1134049714501305744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1134049714501305744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1134049714501305744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1134049714501305744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-this-dude.html' title='I LOVE THIS DUDE'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5466948467893843504</id><published>2010-06-20T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:46:43.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alamak!</title><content type='html'>Homework should be banned during the holidays. Cam bodoh je bagi homework. Like 98.99% percent of us wouldn't actually do it, as far as I know. Kalau buat tu, last minute. Hoohohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, love me, love me,&lt;br /&gt;Say that you love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5466948467893843504?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5466948467893843504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5466948467893843504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5466948467893843504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5466948467893843504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/alamak.html' title='Alamak!'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6513634680133691610</id><published>2010-06-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:21:58.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes (prepare to drool)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBucSh8fQdI/AAAAAAAAASE/X3FGNkpKxlQ/s1600/DSC_0739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBucSh8fQdI/AAAAAAAAASE/X3FGNkpKxlQ/s320/DSC_0739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;--- The outcome xD&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin and Aunt Alma helped too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6513634680133691610?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6513634680133691610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6513634680133691610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6513634680133691610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6513634680133691610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/cupcakes-prepare-to-drool.html' title='Cupcakes (prepare to drool)'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBuYVr6XQeI/AAAAAAAAARU/0TT7eylXow4/s72-c/DSC_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1398919387064029312</id><published>2010-06-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:20:25.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karate Kid.</title><content type='html'>Hari ini saya menonton Karate Kid. Jayden Smith hot doh. Fuuuuh.&lt;br /&gt;Kat OU with Firzad, Amar, Raihana and Zarif.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-1398919387064029312?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1398919387064029312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1398919387064029312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1398919387064029312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1398919387064029312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/karate-kid.html' title='Karate Kid.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4249253390416204291</id><published>2010-06-16T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:09:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTEH AND KATZ of the Zainun Ahmad household (CLASSIFIED)2010</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to post them here for a while, but I didn't really have the time to find out their breed and take their photos. Fortunately, I woke up early today, and I had the chance to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As you know, I have a soft spot for kittens. I'm allergic to them but &lt;em&gt;who cares&lt;/em&gt;! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After Dimple, Dusty and their three kittens (Combi,Mudpie,Daisy) death, and JC and Pat's dissapearence, only one was still around -- Snowy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This house used to have &lt;strong&gt;22 &lt;/strong&gt;cats. I don't know their names but I know one thing for sure, they are all PERSIAN. If I'm not mistaken, PURE persians. And if I put together all of the cats that lived in this house, dead, alive and missing, it would approximately total up to be around 35. My late grandfather loved cats. My grandmother does too but she only tolerates very beautiful cats like the Persians she had. Like she said, she doesn't like "&lt;em&gt;kucing tepi jalan&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBi6Ksn0ILI/AAAAAAAAAQk/C28EXGG3uCc/s1600/100616_192930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBi6Ksn0ILI/AAAAAAAAAQk/C28EXGG3uCc/s320/100616_192930.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;SNOWY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've had Snowy since I was 6 back in Setiawangsa when she was still a big fat kitten. She's been living with us until we moved back in PJ. Now, in cat years, she might be an old hag. Kesian dia. But she was constantly gets bugged with Pat, 'cause I guess, to him, Snowy was a MILF. Pat was probably a very horny teenager who was just doing this thang. He was unneutralised that time. If he was, I guess, he wouldn't have run away.You can imagine how noisy and miang his cat calls were, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eversince he was missing, Snowy was seen at home a lot more. She's been around for eight years now and is closest to Aiman. &lt;strong&gt;She's a European Shorthair&lt;/strong&gt;. As you can see here, her deformed lower mouth, yes, she's been in a lot of fights. SHE'S A WORRIAH! Damn &lt;em&gt;yeng&lt;/em&gt; la you. xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Next is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBg_uFiDzSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/JmPdx3_Fp-M/s1600/100616_105454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBg_uFiDzSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/JmPdx3_Fp-M/s320/100616_105454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROONEY&lt;/b&gt; a.k.a Wong, for the sepet eyes. &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Rooney? Yes, Uncle Yem's a big fan of M.U)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's a &lt;strong&gt;Norwegian Forest Cat&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This cat is like family for my aunt, Alma. Knowing that she has only one daughter, she treats Rooney like one of her own. He was bought from a pet shop a few months ago for a very cheap price for it's breed and size. As far as I know, he has eye infections and a bump on his belly, which we do not dare to touch. He will go nuts. He has a very loud "Meow" and he likes to sniff around. Very behaved cat, this one. Very manja. Likes to gesel around. Gemuk dan berbulu best. Macam carpet. Kudos to him for letting me take a snap of him. Susah sangat! Likes to jump around and look at you with his barely able to open eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;KITEHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First up is;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhBkQBcgpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mFmux4UZnV8/s1600/100616_101431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhBkQBcgpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mFmux4UZnV8/s320/100616_101431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;Prince Benjamin Harry&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He's only 3 months old. Bought from a friend. Is a &lt;strong&gt;Siberian Forest Cat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is the love of my life. The cutest little fella. The first few days when he moved in here, weren't the best days, I suppose. Since he didn't have&amp;nbsp;a cage, we had to put him in the same cage as the other kittens. The next day, we bought all of his necessities. I was pretty sad that he had to be seperated from his Bro. He seemed sad himself. But a few weeks later, he got along and was cheerful and playful as a normal kitten would be. He can't sit still. I had a hard time putting on his collar or combing his fur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Alma's three kittens, given by his student, Mahadhir Akmal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Vanilla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhFauz5QnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6YHOsHY3NJc/s1600/100616_101458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhFauz5QnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6YHOsHY3NJc/s320/100616_101458.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rocky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhGh47U0aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/1D3KykvI4G4/s1600/100616_101444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhGh47U0aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/1D3KykvI4G4/s320/100616_101444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mudpie a.k.a Mudpie II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhG_vph69I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Kwxn9uPQuQk/s1600/100616_101623.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBhG_vph69I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Kwxn9uPQuQk/s320/100616_101623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All three of the above are siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They might be&lt;strong&gt; a mix of Ocicat and Bengal&lt;/strong&gt; because, the look very alike to both of those breeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They both live in the same three storey cage. Are very playful and hard to catch when it's time to&amp;nbsp;put then&amp;nbsp;back into the cage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If Vanilla were a human, she'd be hot. Vanilla and Mudpie are females while Rocky is&amp;nbsp;a male. I would say that Rocky and Vanilla's fur are the nicest to stroke. Lembuuuut je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All of the dead cats are put to rest in our garden. I hope one day we will meet in heaven. All of the 22+ Persian cats that I have never seen before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4249253390416204291?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4249253390416204291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4249253390416204291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4249253390416204291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4249253390416204291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/kitteh-and-katz-and-their-existance-in.html' title='KITTEH AND KATZ of the Zainun Ahmad household (CLASSIFIED)2010'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBi6Ksn0ILI/AAAAAAAAAQk/C28EXGG3uCc/s72-c/100616_192930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7762752485183820276</id><published>2010-06-16T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:08:39.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found this post.</title><content type='html'>Like a very old post. Forgotten. Waaaay back. Back when I was bonkers for him. It's funny xD This was last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a complain post, so if you have something else to do, its better if you do that than read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I screwed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maths paper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I gonna die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have not seen him for 4 weeks now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Di hilang ke mana, I pun tatau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tanya orang, diaorang kata you datang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They said yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You kena abducted by aliens kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm, mungkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You avoid I ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I think you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You turned me very negative with my own curiosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I knew where your house is right now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd go baling mercun at your front house (because I have loads under my bed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, maybe aim at your bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BAHAHAH!!! &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIE,DIE,DIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, no,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want you to die,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebab apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I memang nak you mati,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi sebab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SUKA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GILA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm, paham2 ler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I overdone it. But trust me, I never wanted you to feel this way, (if you feel anything),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would really undo this if I had the chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, the past is the past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for that, I have to submerge myself in regret. Ala, you know the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Omg, I shouldn't have done that"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I should've *insertactionhere* tadi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not myself around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to be my best around you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I end up screwing everything up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eff' this, I wanna go Tanjung Rambutan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7762752485183820276?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7762752485183820276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7762752485183820276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7762752485183820276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7762752485183820276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-found-this-post.html' title='I found this post.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4751963577056967903</id><published>2010-06-15T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:20:06.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah.</title><content type='html'>I know how to do harmonics on guitar now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a n00b. Diam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4751963577056967903?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4751963577056967903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4751963577056967903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4751963577056967903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4751963577056967903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1225094701154272017</id><published>2010-06-15T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:15:23.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, hari ni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBemslyD2_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/RxJXuUh1tmE/s1600/31787_403424287090_699492090_4903022_1306834_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBemslyD2_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/RxJXuUh1tmE/s400/31787_403424287090_699492090_4903022_1306834_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is us, with our game faces. It's pretty obvious where I am in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Don't shoot the Yellow Lady" xD&lt;/div&gt;Paintball. Tak main. Jadi medic. Kene tembak, walaupun I pakai a bright yellow vest. I was the photographer, btw. Met new people but tak cakap sangat why? Sebab I malu. It was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Fawwaz host :D Terimas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-1225094701154272017?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1225094701154272017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1225094701154272017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1225094701154272017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1225094701154272017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-hari-ni.html' title='Oh, hari ni!'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TBemslyD2_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/RxJXuUh1tmE/s72-c/31787_403424287090_699492090_4903022_1306834_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5545781258672688658</id><published>2010-06-15T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:23:52.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah! New music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/66/l_db440f05c26bad34d636a9c6e8e8139a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qu="true" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/66/l_db440f05c26bad34d636a9c6e8e8139a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;-- Meet Ben Thornewill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's in this band&amp;nbsp; (Jukebox The Ghost)&lt;a href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/92/l_e392a3a37beaee9a648c9f6992b75062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" qu="true" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/92/l_e392a3a37beaee9a648c9f6992b75062.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Listen to their music; Victoria, Good Day and Hold it in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haha, lawakye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image courtesy from Jukebox The Ghost's Myspace Profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5545781258672688658?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5545781258672688658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5545781258672688658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5545781258672688658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5545781258672688658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/wah-new-music.html' title='Wah! New music.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1391185879908797762</id><published>2010-06-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:18:50.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CARA-CARA SAYA MENCOMELKAN BLOG SAYA HIHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpHkQ8WvoSA/TBHirw-RczI/AAAAAAAAAgY/T6Xlxobf6iM/s1600/kawaii2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpHkQ8WvoSA/TBHirw-RczI/AAAAAAAAAgY/T6Xlxobf6iM/s320/kawaii2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;I got this pengiktirafan from &lt;a href="http://www.alyadiyana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alya&lt;/a&gt;. Terimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;1) Tulis sebuah entry pasal award ni kat blog korang. Nak tulis apa? Sila baca yg selanjutnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;2) Ceritakan bagaimana usaha korang utk mencomelkan blog korang. Contoh macam korang mengubah suai blog sampai tak tido malam ke, etc. juga sertakan sekali 2 website yg korang slalu pegi utk membantu korang mengedit blog. Sila jgn kedekut ilmu, ya. kita mesti saling berkongsi. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;3) Tuliskan 5 perkataan yg menggambarkan diri korang. Contoh: pandai, pemalas, pelukis, pembersih, peramah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;4) Tag kawan2 korang yg korang rasa patut menerima award ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;My blog cute ke? I think it's quite boring, but, I got this title so, I guess it is cute. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well as you know, I always keep changing my blog template. I would take the code and grab a photo from Google and exchange it with the one in the template. But, I'm really happy that theres this new Template Designer. It's awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I have a chatbox which people rarely leave stuff in. Theres a link somewhere there to get it too. I try to make my posts as colourful as it can be, but, I'm always too lazy to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am ; lame, messy, lazy, forgetful and gedik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kbai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-1391185879908797762?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1391185879908797762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1391185879908797762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1391185879908797762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1391185879908797762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/cara-cara-saya-mencomelkan-blog-saya.html' title='CARA-CARA SAYA MENCOMELKAN BLOG SAYA HIHI'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpHkQ8WvoSA/TBHirw-RczI/AAAAAAAAAgY/T6Xlxobf6iM/s72-c/kawaii2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-749047205586431208</id><published>2010-06-14T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:47:46.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afrina Ariff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;loves Sour Cream and Onion chips.&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/9064289490424816317-749047205586431208?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/749047205586431208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=749047205586431208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/749047205586431208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/749047205586431208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/afrina-ariff.html' title='Afrina Ariff'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7103612837780966903</id><published>2010-06-13T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T16:05:06.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breifly; Day ;3&amp;4 in Langkawi</title><content type='html'>As you can see, yes, I failed to report my holiday accordingly. SO, I shall do this as breifly as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Alma, Uncle Yem, Yasmin, Alya, Aunt Aini, Poh and Pakngah arrived in Langkawi. They went into their own rooms.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we rented cars and decided to go for the Cable Car ride. So we arrived at that place and the queue was so BLARDEEEE long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to go the next day. Poh, Pakngah and Aunt Aini went to get some plates which is basically why they agreed to come along. Besides having to go for the kenduring in Penang on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my family and I decided to just go and jalan2. First we went for lunch at an ikan bakar shop, went to Makam Mahsuri and get some Gamat stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, Yasmin, Alya and I pergi jalan2 at the row of shops in front of the hotel. I bought some clothes. Oh, and I forgot to mention, my retro sunglasses went missing when we were on the boat to Pulau Payar. Damn. Sedih doh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nak balik dah. So we woke up this morning, and Alya, Poh and I watched A Nanny's Secret on Star Movies :D I watched it half-way because kene gi Cable Car. Ibu, Aqil and I decided to go feed some deer. Extrance was free. Some goddamn rusa go hit his head at my ass. Resulting in me screaming. Not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gi lah cable car pagi2 tu. Best!! Tinggi gila. Then, Asyraff nak gi go kart and we all went for lunch at some mamak stall. Masa tu dh kemas2 ah bilik and benda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say the weather here in Langkawi is so FUCKIN hot, I just can't stand it.Damn. I will miss Langkawi and it's beach, but not it's weather. It was fun. I would say the highlight of this holiday was feeding baby sharks at Pulau Payar. Eventho I didnt get into the water. Okay then...&lt;br /&gt;(Gambar I akan post nanti.)&lt;br /&gt;HABESSSSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7103612837780966903?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7103612837780966903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7103612837780966903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7103612837780966903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7103612837780966903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/breifly-day-3-in-langkawi.html' title='Breifly; Day ;3&amp;4 in Langkawi'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-17803712588051694</id><published>2010-06-11T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:26:50.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 in Langkawi Part 2</title><content type='html'>I'm back. Damn, I still feel the waves! Motion sickness. I gotta lie down.&lt;br /&gt;So we got up for Subuh and went for Breakfast at the lobby. Then we waited for the bus that would drive us to Jetty Point and from there, this boat called Coral Island takes us to Pulau Payar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to stay up outside the boat with Ayah and Aqil. The boat was so noisy. So after 1+ horrible hours of staying on that very noisy boat, we reached Pulau Payar. I did not swim with the fishes because you know why. Time-time gi vacation basah-basah ni lah Aunt Irma visit. Adoiiiyaiy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we fed the fishes. It was crazy. Banyak gila. After that balik to the boat and another 1+ hours was taken up to drive us back to the jetty. There, the bus took back to the hotel. Which is where I am now. Blogging here, on top of this marble table.&lt;br /&gt;I still have not gone to the beach. I will with Yasmin when she reaches here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the plans for tonight. Probably we're gonna go rent some car and go shopping? Yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-17803712588051694?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/17803712588051694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=17803712588051694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/17803712588051694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/17803712588051694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-1-in-langkawi-part-2.html' title='Day 1 in Langkawi Part 2'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3077345530463550627</id><published>2010-06-11T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:28:53.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 in Langkawi Part 1</title><content type='html'>We arrived at Langkawi Boutique Resort (I wonder why it's called '&lt;i&gt;Boutique&lt;/i&gt;' 'cause I don't see any boutiques here haha lame joke shut up) at around 10-ish and checked in the hotel and had to heave ourselves with all the luggage including my darling guitar, up &lt;b&gt;three&lt;/b&gt; flights of stairs. Nearly died there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Dad and I decided to have supper so we walked to the row of shops in front of the lobby. I bought along my own recycling bag because why? &lt;b&gt;I wanna save the world&lt;/b&gt;. Period. Yes, I am having my period now, damn. I can't go in the water. I'm not allowed to use a tampon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, like any other restaurants I've been to; North and South especially, have horrible food services. It takes them &lt;b&gt;10 flippin' &lt;/b&gt;minutes to bring you a freakin' glass of water. I almost died, I mean litterally died, when I ate the&lt;i&gt; "Tom Yam from hell&lt;/i&gt;" back in Pangkor. Dah lah ayeok dah habeh. I couldn't talk. Well, I was murmuring and used hand signals. But after waiting for so long, I had to gulp down a glass of water that the person had in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the tom yam? I didn't finish it. NO ONE COULD. I told you, &lt;b&gt;Tom Yam from HELL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, dah. Kene mandi. Esok gi Pulau Payar :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3077345530463550627?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3077345530463550627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3077345530463550627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3077345530463550627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3077345530463550627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-1-in-langkawi-part-1.html' title='Day 1 in Langkawi Part 1'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6718643522056462457</id><published>2010-06-10T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:18:50.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriving Langkawi</title><content type='html'>Here I am bloggin in the ferry. This is so awesome. I'm using a Broadband by the way.&lt;br /&gt;So, I packed last night and went up the wall looking for my charger. It's hard, you know. having an annoying brother coming in and out of your room with no purpose. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to update as much as I can according to our stay here.&lt;br /&gt;So, we left Kampung Tunku at 10:30 in the morning and went on our way. The hardest part upon leaving the house was leaving little Prince Benjamin Harry behind (newly puchased kitten. I will post about the kittens as soon as I get their photos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Aunt Alma left the house for her English Centre she told me to watch out for the kittens in case they were under her car. The gate was open. I was trying to catch Benny before he could escape through the gate to the oncoming traffic on the road. My sunglasses got scratched when I tried to catch it, on all fours.Luckily he was okay. He gave me the shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to see a being die in front of my eyes, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep for a few days. Especially if it was&amp;nbsp;adorable&amp;nbsp;Benny :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we said our goodbye's and left. It was a horrible 6+ hour drive and I had naps in the car. Then we stopped by a friend of my mothers chicken rice shop somewhere in Kangar and had lunch. Then we drove to the ferry. Which was just now. We thought we were gonna be able to get the car to Langkawi but it seems that we wouldn't get it as soon as we reach there. So we had to leave it behind somewhere and will get it by tomorrow? IDK.&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for now. We're just waiting for the bloody ferry to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-______-" Haha, now it's moving.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, we'll be staying at Langkawi Boutique Resort near a beach, which is the reason why I followed.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, alot of gatherings we to be held this week. But I couldn't because of this.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I enjoy myself hee hee~&lt;br /&gt;;* xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6718643522056462457?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6718643522056462457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6718643522056462457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6718643522056462457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6718643522056462457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/arriving-langkawi.html' title='Arriving Langkawi'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-429151098668230826</id><published>2010-06-08T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:06:24.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terencat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;taknak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pergi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sebab... mmmm.... Ada orang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; suka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Menyampah betul tengok muka dia. Bila tengok muka dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, rasa macam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tampar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; muka dia ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;cungkil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;bijik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; dia and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;koyak hidung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;dia then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;botakkan kepala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pastu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; bagi rambut dia kat Cancer society, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bagi dia mati, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pastu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; amik semua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;guitar skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; cincang awek dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. Kepala dia pun aku nak botakkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Haaa... sounds like a good plan kan? HEHEHE YAAAAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Inilah akibatnya bila dah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;benci dan menyampah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;tahap maksimum terhadap seseorang yang dah&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;pernah &lt;/i&gt;suka. Tenyata, minah ini masih lagi mempunyai persaan terhadap si dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tertengoklah pulak gambar dia setelah sekian lama tidak bertegur dan sayulah hati minah ini apabila diketahui lah pula, yang dia sudah berpacar&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dia dalam gambar tu pun,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ter-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;cute &lt;/span&gt;yang amat sangat lah pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;BABI LA KAU. GI MATI LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-429151098668230826?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/429151098668230826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=429151098668230826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/429151098668230826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/429151098668230826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/terencat.html' title='Terencat.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7755606298860497135</id><published>2010-06-07T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:29:10.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguin,</title><content type='html'>I just took a shower after kitten-sitting and am sitting in front of the television, watching Discovery channel while I'm typing this post. aaand looking at home-made face masks. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, Aqil, Rina and I watched Shrek Forever After. It was fun. Well, not really. My heels got ruined -- AGAIN. Thus, I was walking around TC like a penguin. And wearing three quarter pants made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping over at Arinah's tomorrow! Yay. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7755606298860497135?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7755606298860497135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7755606298860497135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7755606298860497135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7755606298860497135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/penguin.html' title='Penguin,'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7323933347971325536</id><published>2010-06-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:30:15.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banyak lah kau punya songeh.</title><content type='html'>I feel like writing lyrics or a story.&lt;br /&gt;Music nowadays are crap. With the ones from Lady Gaga and Kesha and all, their lyrics make no sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;Music to me are the ones that consists of, stringed instruments, percussion, wind instruments and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pure, unedited vocals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Vocals yang tak bunyi macam katak and bunyi cam minah mabuk. I know it's Kesha's trademark, but WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;It's rediculous.&lt;br /&gt;And yet you say she sounds great. What's wrong with your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, good news! I got my &lt;i&gt;semangat&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to perform for Teachers Day. Auditions are bloooody close; after the semester break O: O:&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin and I are performing with a friend. Okay, I should stop right here ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;okbai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7323933347971325536?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7323933347971325536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7323933347971325536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7323933347971325536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7323933347971325536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/banyak-lah-kau-punya-songeh.html' title='Banyak lah kau punya songeh.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6769538649883222093</id><published>2010-06-03T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:33:38.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the use of</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;your hair covering 99.99% of your face in a photo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6769538649883222093?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6769538649883222093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6769538649883222093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6769538649883222093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6769538649883222093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-use-of.html' title='What&apos;s the use of'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6500297682811734545</id><published>2010-06-03T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T00:14:42.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JANGAN POTONG CAKAPAN SAYA APABILA SAYA SEDANG HAPPY</title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why I was so tired today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO VERY TIRED&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have happy news. Hmh, &lt;i&gt;very happy la, heh?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, happy la.&lt;br /&gt;I passed as a probate. Therefore, I shall be a senior next year and face hell. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam results are not good.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;for Geography and BM. I guess I put my expectations up too high.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm down in the dumps.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Alhamdulillah, I got those grades and I get enough education, unlike some unfortunate people to have to give up school to work for their poor family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Have you said &lt;b&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for&amp;nbsp;the great things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Allah has given you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sabda Rasulullah S.A.W;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Senyum kepada saudaramu adalah sedekah"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6500297682811734545?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6500297682811734545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6500297682811734545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6500297682811734545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6500297682811734545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/06/jangan-potong-cakapan-saya-apabila-saya.html' title='JANGAN POTONG CAKAPAN SAYA APABILA SAYA SEDANG HAPPY'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-586083097005899045</id><published>2010-05-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:09:22.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like silk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I should keep my hair long. Damn I wish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that it could just, grow like that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause the longest it's ever been was at neck length.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I looked hideous.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just need long hair, styled properly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to cover these chubby cheeks :D&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/9064289490424816317-586083097005899045?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/586083097005899045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=586083097005899045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/586083097005899045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/586083097005899045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/like-silk.html' title='Like silk.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7425080851556789998</id><published>2010-05-28T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T02:05:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it's late but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/saG3yNfxd6E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/saG3yNfxd6E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm In Love With You - Joy Williams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I stumbled upon this song while I was randomly listening to music on YouTube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, this song is FANTASTIC. It had took every word I've been &lt;i&gt;dying&lt;/i&gt; to get out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the pictures are so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been waiting all my life for this morning&lt;br /&gt;Just to wake up next to you holding me&lt;br /&gt;And your head is resting gently on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Like you're whispering to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;So glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;When we're leaving dreams and rolling back the covers&lt;br /&gt;All at once we're getting ready for the day&lt;br /&gt;It's when you look at me in the mirror while you're shaving&lt;br /&gt;Before I go on my way, you say&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I choose&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;Love is joy and love is pain&lt;br /&gt;It's kissing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;It's doing dishes when it's late&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it, baby&lt;br /&gt;It's the art of compromise&lt;br /&gt;It's hellos and long goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;It's the picture of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it crazy&lt;br /&gt;So I'll call you when I get to where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell everyone we know you said hello&lt;br /&gt;And without fail they'll ask me if I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do, you know I do&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I choose&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I love you just the same as I did the day&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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/9064289490424816317-7425080851556789998?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7425080851556789998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7425080851556789998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7425080851556789998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7425080851556789998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/late-night-typing.html' title='I know it&apos;s late but...'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1536892563948676978</id><published>2010-05-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:24:19.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, that looks better.</title><content type='html'>I pefer this template than any other tamplates I have used.&lt;br /&gt;I've been adoring these names for a while now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Johan Abdullah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Johanna Aishah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll name my kids that, InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;exams are over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! :D And Performance for Teachers Day is coming up and I'm freaking out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yasmin and I are performing To Be With You and Mona Lisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm perfecting To Be With You's solo and Mona Lisa's&amp;nbsp;harmonizations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I might just take back guitar lessons. Classical this time. Because I'm literally suffering here. Well, tak tau la. If my grades are satisfactory (which I think are not coming out well) probably with my savings, I'll ask dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the holidays are coming up. My family and I along with my paternal family will be going to Langkawi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And uh, I will have to shop for new clothes to wear and for the performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kak Mazni's wedding is lusa and ROSSA CONCERT HEEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant wait!&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/9064289490424816317-1536892563948676978?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1536892563948676978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1536892563948676978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1536892563948676978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1536892563948676978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-that-looks-better.html' title='Now, that looks better.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5353112974110926886</id><published>2010-05-26T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:36:15.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mix Brown Sugar with Disease K.</title><content type='html'>I'm back to drawing hearts on every paper I am given. Figure out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Sorry for not posting for a while. Well, I supposed no ones reading my blog anymore 'cause the ChatBox is so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been a drag because of the exams.&lt;br /&gt;Agama was &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;English was &lt;i&gt;okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Melayu was&lt;i&gt; AWESOME.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Maths was &lt;b&gt;shit&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seni Theori was &lt;b&gt;shit&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seni Amali was &lt;i&gt;okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah was between okay and horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Geography was EASY, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got &lt;b&gt;one &lt;/b&gt;incorrect answer for Georgaphy, for now. FFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;I kenot wait 4 Rossa's kosertz ;D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really don;t have anything in my mind to type about....&lt;br /&gt;But, give me a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to Soybean lately. A glass of Soybean with two ice cubes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for Kem Ibadah that Persatuan Agama is having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know, I've been trying so hard to tell you what you're still doing,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;is not right. But, I just can't because, well, maybe you know me too well,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;or you might think of me differently when I tell you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been asking around, "What should I do?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But, their answers are not good enough.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know it's not my responsibility but, as your best friend, I should care.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause if this goes on, I don't know... You wont be one of &lt;b&gt;us&lt;/b&gt; anymore. It will not be practiced by your children. I will be far more worse once you marry a convert, which is what you wanna do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know you get pissed or ashamed when they ask you why you don't do it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But doesn't a pinch of self repention and realisation ever arise in you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without &lt;b&gt;Iman &lt;/b&gt;your life has no meaning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The world is coming to an end, my friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't want you to end up in hell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okay. You want it that way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'll do it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5353112974110926886?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5353112974110926886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5353112974110926886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5353112974110926886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5353112974110926886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/mix-brown-sugar-with-disease-k.html' title='Mix Brown Sugar with Disease K.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6020847747975807915</id><published>2010-05-17T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:42:44.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After exams. Which is not now :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWO7JR5uBn4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWO7JR5uBn4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I'm just gonna stop with the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;not posting until exams are over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; crap. I will crap on my blog, no matter what. This song is nice. You should play it while reading this post. Don't watch the video. Agak obscene. Hm, &lt;i&gt;lagi &lt;/i&gt;lah nak tonton. Tau aje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I have listed the things I wanno do after exams which is on the &lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;28th&lt;/b&gt; of May&lt;/big&gt;. So on the 29th, there is Kak Mazny's wedding. Gosh, she's getting married! So happy for her :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AAAAND this;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://limaduabelas.com/news/PosterMelodiCinta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://limaduabelas.com/news/PosterMelodiCinta.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuohh. I'm really&amp;nbsp;psyched about it. Right after Kak Mazny's wedding! I'm going there with my mom, her sister and my cousin. Well Dad said he'll get the tickets today. Hee~ Right after exams. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some stuff arranged after my exams. For example;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have not gone for my facial , manicure and pedicure for ages.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to go shopping for new clothes and shoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go watch movies or buy DVDs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And such. Not gonna tell yall' everythang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmhm, yeah. Okay bye nak study...? o.o&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/9064289490424816317-6020847747975807915?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6020847747975807915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6020847747975807915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6020847747975807915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6020847747975807915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-exams-which-is-not-now.html' title='After exams. Which is not now :/'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6486495023046549753</id><published>2010-05-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:23:38.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>Yes I know I'm not sticking to my promise to not post after my exams are over, shut up. Gatal sangat ah. Nak post jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from &lt;a href="http://www.alyadiyana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alya's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;blog. She got it from another friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET TO KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time started : 10:52 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Afrina binti Ariff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex : Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday : November 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign : Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye color : Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live : Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAVORITE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your favorite place to shop : Nothing particular.&lt;br /&gt;Color : Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number : 12629 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys Name : Johan, Jeffri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls Name : Iman, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal : Everyone in the Cat family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month : June and July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juice : Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast : Toast and Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite cartoon character : Chowder and Spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given anyone a bath : Tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked : hmmmm......tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten a dog : Tidak. Ugkhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your tongue on a frozen pole : Tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone so much it made you cry : No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone : I &lt;em&gt;dislocated &lt;/em&gt;a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played truth or dare : Yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a physical fight : Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car : Nah&lt;br /&gt;Been in a hot tub : Oooh, yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : Yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school : Totally mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran away : Nahh, I love home. Well, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone’s heart : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died : Yeaph :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school : Mmmhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : Well, no. Waited for hours for someone to reply a damn text message, Eff you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your good luck charm : Dont have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best song you ever heard : No particular one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your room like : Freakin' messy. Stuffy in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate : Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shampoo do you use : Sunsilk&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in karma : It goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight : Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics : On tables not on the grass. I hate ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like school : Hmm o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you eat a live hamster for $1,000,000 dollars : NOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person that called you : Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you laugh the most : Something funny (duh) or random.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ye ye ye ye yeng, ye ye yeng, ye ye yeng, ha ha ha ha haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU/ARE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like filling these out : Sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear contacts or glasses : Gasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself : Scratch that. I'm in love with my self. Well, I admit. Not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your family : Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive : I go by my Zodiac. Most of it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINAL QUESTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now : Nothing Miley or Selena, thats for sure. James Morrison - The Letter (Y)&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday : Went to Tropicana City Mall. Met&amp;nbsp;a cutie working at a guitar shop. Watched Iron Man. Shopped a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate someone in your family : Gila apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What car do you wish you had : My dads Kia. Or a jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to get married : Not much of an outdoor person. Especially with the weather here in Malaysia, And gardens and sunsets are so cliche. So most probably a grand one in a grand ball room.&lt;br /&gt;If you could change anything about yourself, what would it be : .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many remote controls are in your house : Too many to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you took a bath : @ 6:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last movie you saw at the cinemas : Iron Man 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like scary or happy movies \: Both. But I &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; a pillow or cushion&amp;nbsp; or a person to grip on and to cover my face with during&amp;nbsp;a scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black or white : Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Root Beer or Dr.Pepper : Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla or chocolate : Cokelat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver or Gold : Silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl : Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset or Sunrise : Sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprite or 7up : Sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats or dogs : Cats fo' sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee or tea : Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone or in person : mmm, both ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you the oldest, middle, youngest or only child : Only girl, middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indoor or outdoor : Both. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kbai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6486495023046549753?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6486495023046549753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6486495023046549753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6486495023046549753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6486495023046549753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4748245400814970378</id><published>2010-05-03T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:12:23.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS MY LAST POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;THIS IS MY LAST POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;UNTIL MY MID-TERM EXAMS ARE OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SERIOUSLY, I CANNOT SCREW UP ON THIS ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4748245400814970378?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4748245400814970378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4748245400814970378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4748245400814970378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4748245400814970378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-my-last-post.html' title='THIS IS MY LAST POST'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1026262833079599264</id><published>2010-05-03T13:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:58:01.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xu5UBAQ1mUc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xu5UBAQ1mUc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me likey Britney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I've been looking for this video, down here, for AGES, I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7YHSuQapudI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7YHSuQapudI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="364"&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/9064289490424816317-1026262833079599264?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1026262833079599264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1026262833079599264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1026262833079599264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1026262833079599264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/05/catchyyy.html' title='Catchyyy'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7265061731723581646</id><published>2010-04-27T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T15:28:48.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think.</title><content type='html'>I missed school for two days. I'm not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;Missed my Sejarah and Maths monthly test. I hope I can retake it.&lt;br /&gt;I've studied. I slept. I ate. I drank. I wasted time. Like any other person.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new light bulb for the Ikea spotlight in my room. but only after two days, it burnt out. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my blog is getting boring kan?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah (Y) sorry.&lt;br /&gt;My skin is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;I want a kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;What will happen in the future; PMR, SPM. Going to some medical school. Getting married...&lt;br /&gt;HAVING KIDS. &lt;b&gt;Getting pregnant&lt;/b&gt;, especially.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I mean, you'll have something growing, living and kicking inside you. And the fact that you'd be facing a possibility of dying just giving birth to it.&lt;br /&gt;Then, raising it him up in hopes of him being a good and successful person. But as he grows up, he starts to show his true colours. Goes out late at night and does bad things.&lt;br /&gt;Argues and talks back at you, breaks your heart. &lt;br /&gt;Getting a girl pregnant. Failing his studies. Leaves you to live on your own and moves to a far away place with his wife who you've never met before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay /end rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7265061731723581646?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7265061731723581646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7265061731723581646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7265061731723581646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7265061731723581646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/think.html' title='Think.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4299446076997561690</id><published>2010-04-23T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:45:24.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pergi study la.</title><content type='html'>Saya perlu merajinkan diri. Kerana Mid-Term dah semakin dekat :) Oh, great.&lt;br /&gt;Librarian Exam was, ugh. Takyah cakap ah,. Tiba2 dapat signature drive pulok dohhh. In 1 week kene siap. HOLIIFAAAKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok sekolah. Kene pergi. Masak some, macaroni mixed with tuna thingy.&lt;br /&gt;And Puan Aida will give exam tips for BM. She says "Datang, jangan tak datang. Promosi selama sehari sahaja!"&lt;br /&gt;And esok. Nak bangun awal. Studyyyy~&lt;br /&gt;Ye lah tu kan, Afrina ni. Silap&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; kang esok bangun lambat T.T&lt;br /&gt;Tak boleh. Lepas&amp;nbsp; Subuh je, study. Sebab study awal&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; lah paling bagus (Y) and the kene pergi beli bende for masakan.&lt;br /&gt;Then, balik tu. Main guitar.&lt;br /&gt;kene kurang main guitar, Facebook, Blog and TV.&lt;br /&gt;Only lepas mid-term.&lt;br /&gt;Kurang je, tau. Bukan tak pegang langsung ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, selamat malam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4299446076997561690?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4299446076997561690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4299446076997561690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4299446076997561690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4299446076997561690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/pergi-study-la.html' title='Pergi study la.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6894327745693389760</id><published>2010-04-21T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:48:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Keep Falling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Why do I keep on falling back for that fella?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This is fcukd up la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;WARNING; This post will be ridiculously &lt;i&gt;jiwang&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you ever felt like such an idiot when you say to yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Okay I'm over this guy! I will move on!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And you start finding negative characteristics about that person, and start comparing him or her to another person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then suddenly you see him in school and he waves at you or see a cute photo of him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and you just say,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Goddamnit! You're so cute.Why haven't wee been talking? I miss you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And your heart just, &lt;b&gt;aches. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Real baaaaad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, we haven't been talking for a long time now. And I know why &lt;i&gt;la&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;agh, fcuk this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woookay, lets move on to more important things ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;I look really good in Choir and Class photo. Which is a good thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I look so horrible in Persatuan Agama Photo. You can see the damn flash umbrella on my forehead. Which is &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;a good thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mid termmmmm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Librarian stuff. D:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6894327745693389760?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6894327745693389760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6894327745693389760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6894327745693389760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6894327745693389760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-do-i-keep-falling.html' title='Why Do I Keep Falling?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5437754159484531988</id><published>2010-04-21T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:08:11.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream, dream, dream.</title><content type='html'>Mid-term examinations are just around the corner and I'm still dreaming around.&lt;br /&gt;But I have been completing my incomplete work so I guess that's a good thing right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: right; line-height: normal;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fathi has been ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;For no reason. He like, hates me. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;Well SCREW him 'cause he's missing out, big time.&lt;br /&gt;Now on to moar important stuff.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have not been getting      enough sleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Therefore, I wake up late. I've always wanted to wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window or a cool fresh breeze but,&lt;b&gt; no&lt;/b&gt;. I always wake up to bloody hot mornings, stupid cars and motorcycles with their turbos zooming past the house or my grandmother babbling to herself ever morning about my room. Seriously people, I need my sleep. If not I will look like a zombie the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   2.  The schools discipline is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I ever gave a fcuk 'bout it but now I do. And it is all caused by the minority. Well not &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; 'caused by the minority, but they're in the spotlight. So earlier today, the teachers gathered up the malay students in the Surau and approached us religiously and educationally. Like it would work but, I've learn my lesson, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3.  I like a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like him, but I'm not sure. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;object width="305" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5K70d6YFl8s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5K70d6YFl8s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="305" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only a guy would take me on a boat,&lt;br /&gt;and paddle ourselves to an island.&lt;br /&gt;But on our way there, he stops.&lt;br /&gt;And just sings with his guitar...&lt;br /&gt;okbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-5437754159484531988?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5437754159484531988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5437754159484531988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5437754159484531988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5437754159484531988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-dream-dream.html' title='Dream, dream, dream.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-8628541156629071356</id><published>2010-04-20T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:23:28.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am very glad, because I am finally returning home (Trololo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oavMtUWDBTM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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DON'T MIND, PLEASE GO TO MY FACEBOOK&lt;br /&gt;ACCOUNT AND CLICK ON MY VIDEOS.&lt;br /&gt;THERE, YOU WILL SEE ME AND YASMIN&lt;br /&gt;SINGING.&lt;br /&gt;WHILE PLAYING GUITAR.&lt;br /&gt;WE CALL OURSELVES YR&amp;amp;AA AT THE MOMENT.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT'S NOT THAT BAD.&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL CONTINUE TO UPDATE MORE VIDEOS&lt;br /&gt;OF US COVERING SOME HIT SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOT NOW BECAUSE I AM SO DAMN BUSY LAH KAN.&lt;br /&gt;WALAUPUN BUSY MCM MANA PUN&lt;br /&gt;SEMPAT JUGAK NAK BIKIN VIDEO.&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR THE RESPONSES ARE OKAY. 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7704642084002818140</id><published>2010-04-12T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:36:46.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays.</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of birthdays this month.&lt;div&gt;Too many people to list down for a shout out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yesterday, Nadiah, my cousin, had a really nice birthday party organized by Party Kidz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same people who organized Aqil's party last December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent most of my time at the Glass Painting booth. I must say, mine is prettay niceee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Dave wanted to call all the kids for the games I just watched on nearby. I have to say, I was the one who laughed out loud , not the kids. The kids were blur. Dave is just, so hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Potong cake, bla, bla, bla. We celebrated Adri's and Aunt Aini's birthday too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice-cream cake. Babi la, gila susah to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AUNT AINI,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ADRI,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NADIAH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MEGAT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NURUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;thatsallicanremember,okay?bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7704642084002818140?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7704642084002818140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7704642084002818140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7704642084002818140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7704642084002818140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-8742501422115774440</id><published>2010-04-10T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:49:30.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa tengok-tengok? Ada hutang?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I have finally gotten sick of my blog template.&lt;br /&gt;It gives you a calm feeling no? Rather than that horrible orange one.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Nadiah's birthday party is tomorrow. So everyone was busy. Esecially my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;This weeks' school was fine. But I think I'll have to drink a cup of coffee or an energy drink every Thursday morning. Because, without fail, I will sleep during class. I am at my most exhausted on Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I went to Taman Megah, Taman SEA and KJ to get Moms baking stuffs. Then we stopped by at a cafe and had a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Dad and I went to Digital Mall. Aqil broke one of the buttons of his PSP, so we got it fixed. And I just browsed through the PC games there.  I asked for Pajama Sam, Freddi Fish, Putt-Putt. Some of them didn't have it or didn't know what game it was.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dude, it's the best kid-game in history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(I've been hanging out with my Dad a lot lately (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Humongous Entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; produces the best games EVER.&lt;br /&gt;It's been getting me hooked all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.csoon.com/issue19/shots/picsam1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mrbillsadventureland.com/reviews/e-f/freddifishR/freddi.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sonic.net/mnitepub/pccafe/reviews/putt-puttrace/cardog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pajama Sam, Freddi Fish and Putt-Putt. If you get me a series of one of these games for my birthday, I'd be happiest girl alive, besides getting a guitar, amp or a new laptop lah (:&lt;br /&gt;It's so fun. I mean, just think about it; getting me a game that would only cost you less than 10 bucks (plus it will last forever), rather than getting me stuff that I will eventually not use or grow over.&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/9064289490424816317-8742501422115774440?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/8742501422115774440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=8742501422115774440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8742501422115774440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8742501422115774440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/apa-tengok-tengok-ada-hutang.html' title='Apa tengok-tengok? Ada hutang?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6746777779392874960</id><published>2010-04-07T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:01:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry but, I have a few complaints.</title><content type='html'>FROM MY OWN BLOODY CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;If he's is gone, the whole bloody class will be peaceful. And i wonder which idiot put him in Angsana.&lt;br /&gt;That darn paper aeroplane that landed on my desk was the last straw. I crumpled it and went to his table and pointed it to his face and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You do another paper aeroplane and throw it around again, I will shove it in your mouth!!"&lt;br /&gt;"It wasn't me!"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't care!! Semua sama je&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the cause of the noise in the class. Him and his boisterous laugh. Which is so darn annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I totally blew up in class and finally had people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LISTEN TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really don't want to fool around with me when I'm really pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6746777779392874960?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6746777779392874960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6746777779392874960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6746777779392874960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6746777779392874960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-sorry-but-i-have-few-complaints.html' title='I&apos;m sorry but, I have a few complaints.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3675739353708428904</id><published>2010-04-06T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:44:00.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help?</title><content type='html'>Hah, sayang ah Justin Beiber.&lt;br /&gt;He has then nicest brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you can kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just hate it when skinny stick-like people call themselves fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Idiots  -,- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised that even when I don't brush my hair, it'll still be in place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todays maths quiz was just shitty. I'll fail it fo'sho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I was so crunk after it. All giggly and giddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During free period, I got up to throw some rubbish. When I was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walking back to my place, I tripped, spun around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and landed on my bum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I just sat on the floor, laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then my gang joined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor Syafila couldn't sit on the floor :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I had three nosebleeds today (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and Haris broke my terquoise hairband that I've been wearing for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 1/2 months to school. Hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, he kinda broke my spectacles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then he broke my hairband. Hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I told Syafila about it then she said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Next, he's gonna break your heart".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jangan tau Haris. Sedih aku nanti&lt;/em&gt; :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, it's nice to know that I still exist to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3675739353708428904?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3675739353708428904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3675739353708428904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3675739353708428904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3675739353708428904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/help.html' title='Help?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3311207665870733406</id><published>2010-04-05T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:52:40.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drag.</title><content type='html'>Schools been an awful drag. I was sooo sleepy during class.&lt;br /&gt;Like, it would take my Mom more than 5 times to wake me up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And syafila's back in school :D&lt;br /&gt;And heh, I really admire Justin Beiber :)&lt;br /&gt;His voice and all. It's really nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3311207665870733406?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3311207665870733406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3311207665870733406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3311207665870733406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3311207665870733406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/drag.html' title='Drag.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-4770376160063467809</id><published>2010-04-04T13:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:52:52.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest lil' thanggg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yasmin, Aqil, Ayah and I watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How To Train Your Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.movietrailers.net.au/images/how-to-train-your-dragon1.jpg" width="320" height="380" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was an awesome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;movie. I really enjoyed it. Especially Toothless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Purrrrr, purrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i537.photobucket.com/albums/ff333/Quiet269/HowToTrainYourDragon/toothlessSmile.png" width="400" height="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-4770376160063467809?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/4770376160063467809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=4770376160063467809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4770376160063467809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/4770376160063467809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/cutest-lil-thanggg.html' title='Cutest lil&apos; thanggg.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i537.photobucket.com/albums/ff333/Quiet269/HowToTrainYourDragon/th_toothlessSmile.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7776320463851779181</id><published>2010-04-03T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:54:09.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Miss, hari ni full.</title><content type='html'>That was what the receptionists told to me when I entered 2 nail parlors today.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut. Short :D&lt;br /&gt;But this means, I don't need to wear my beloved blue hairband anymore :/&lt;br /&gt;And I got &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUSTIN BEIBERS ALBUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I was  like,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;baby, baby, baby, nooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;baby, baby, baby nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd always be mine, mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7776320463851779181?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7776320463851779181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7776320463851779181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7776320463851779181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7776320463851779181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/sorry-miss-hari-ni-full.html' title='Sorry Miss, hari ni full.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2318466313153703026</id><published>2010-04-01T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:05:51.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ey, ey. Sudah la, sudah SUDAH!</title><content type='html'>I have had enough seeing people in ridiculously short shorts and skirts.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what is the use wearing it if it's hidden under your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, tell me!&lt;br /&gt;Buang duit je.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this offends anybody but, I just say, "Astaghfirullah"&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I see &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MALAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girls wearing them. Oh sorry, not just girls but women jugak.&lt;br /&gt;Just, Malay women in general.&lt;br /&gt;God damn it la. Tau tak aurat tu apa? Tau tak dosa tu apa? Tau tak neraka tu apa?&lt;br /&gt;Better if you just go running around pants less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those people who strike ridiculous poses in their photos, as I mentioned in the previous post. Kalau you nak pose kissing your boyfriend on the lips/cheek/ear etc and berhajat post it on the internet, hmph, baik takyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just frame the darn picture and keep it to yourself. Honestly, who would wanna see the photo? I wouldn't. I'm not saying I'm jealous or anything, &lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but it's just so darn ridiculous. And disgusting. Jelik. Menjengkelkan. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm talkin bout you boiii. CINTA TAK SUCIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;GodiegodiegodieGODIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Jangan terasa. Kalau terasa tu, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Naik lorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bloody hell la nak tido. Penat gila hari ni. tertidur dalam kelas.&lt;br /&gt;You know, It's so hard to stay awake in class when the heavy rain has just finished and it's drizzling very lightly outside, very cloudy, cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;Whoah, nak tidooooo sepanjang hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bai.&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/9064289490424816317-2318466313153703026?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2318466313153703026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2318466313153703026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2318466313153703026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2318466313153703026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/04/ey-ey-sudah-la-sudah-sudah.html' title='Ey, ey. Sudah la, sudah SUDAH!'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-9181553029182185600</id><published>2010-03-28T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T15:20:14.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I DON'T GET WHY PRETTY PEOPLE POSE SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HORRIBLY&lt;/span&gt; IN THEIR PHOTOS&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't mean to offend anybody but, seriously.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For gods sake man, pose lah elok-elok sikit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ke$ha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;does not deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be in the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;Friggin' idiots, what are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;It's not singing, what she's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;btw, this is my 500th post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-9181553029182185600?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/9181553029182185600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=9181553029182185600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/9181553029182185600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/9181553029182185600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-get-why-pretty-people-pose-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6138627299704589459</id><published>2010-03-26T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:39:24.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puff pie.</title><content type='html'>I'm somewhat sick. Again (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I'll get my strings replaced tomorrow, I think. At Euphony, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;And I might just ask about the vocal lessons there. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I had cough syrup, so I feel quite drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;They broke up. Probably she thought he was too clingy. Heh, kepala besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ytEQ0dO3XAc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ytEQ0dO3XAc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vocals, harmonization and guitar on this song is really nice&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/9064289490424816317-6138627299704589459?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6138627299704589459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6138627299704589459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6138627299704589459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6138627299704589459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/puff-pie.html' title='Puff pie.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6853625522333547406</id><published>2010-03-24T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:55:56.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok OK</title><content type='html'>terlupa heh.&lt;br /&gt;So this was the Lakaran Cinta that I drew during the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs412.snc3/24906_1255867793105_1121888421_30623495_4525418_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer to post dated 21st of March.&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/9064289490424816317-6853625522333547406?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6853625522333547406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6853625522333547406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6853625522333547406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6853625522333547406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-ok.html' title='ok OK'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7215525283150373475</id><published>2010-03-24T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:48:49.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orang Government</title><content type='html'>macam haram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ISHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;BUATPO MU BUAT ORGHE UNDER-18 SAHAJO BERAKSI UNTUK MSSD BOLING (NOT JUST BOWLING BUT EVERYTHING ELSE)  EEEEEEEEEEEIH. TU LOH, PAKAI BANYOK2 LAGI DUIT TU. ORGHE ADA TOURNAMENT OUTSTATION, HANG PI ANGKUT SEGALO MOK NENEK ROMBONGE CIK KIOH PUN HANG ANGKUT SKALI PI TENGOK. MEMBAZIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUATPO NI, BUAT PO?!&lt;br /&gt;Takdo' paedoh.&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/9064289490424816317-7215525283150373475?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7215525283150373475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7215525283150373475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7215525283150373475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7215525283150373475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/orang-government.html' title='Orang Government'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-8484447960673577549</id><published>2010-03-21T19:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:08:41.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esok sekolah eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kissingbear.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/girl-blowing-bubbles-2.jpg" width="380" height="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, homework dah habis.&lt;br /&gt;Well, most of it la. Pehhh.&lt;br /&gt;Yang lain buleh buat kat library! :D&lt;br /&gt;BANGAAAAANG, esok sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want brown hair. But, haram. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays talk;&lt;br /&gt;It was by The Little Khalifah Shop and it's called "Cit Cat; Cintamu Untuk Siapa?" (for girls aged 11 and above only)at Masjid KLCC. The special guest was Wardina :D&lt;br /&gt;Ayah, Yasmin and I left home around 8:10am. Ayah sent us there and registered. Then Yasmin and I were seperated into different groups D:&lt;br /&gt;The tables were quite weird because they were wrapped with Mahjong paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first lady spoke abit and tried to shake things up, make us loosen up.&lt;br /&gt;Then they gave us oil pastels and we were asked to decorate the whole table.&lt;br /&gt;Then Kak Cher, a facilitator spoke to us about her experiences in love and thought us which guy we girls should go for.&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn't really count on their&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; looks&lt;/span&gt;. But we must choose him based on his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how strong his grasp is to his religion&lt;/span&gt;. And most of all, he must &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;respect&lt;/span&gt; you. Wardina "pemperkukuhkan" this fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Wardina and her husband first met, they e-mailed each other and they rarely went for dates. When they got serious they would only meet each at their parents house for occasions.&lt;br /&gt;She also told us that they have never touched (pegang tangan pun tak) until they were married. And she said that men who do that to women (especially Muslim women) DO NOT respect them. This means that they want you only for your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy can't even touch you. Even for a little bit. As little as touching the tip of your finger. And she reminded us if we were to go on a date, it is better if we don't go berdua-duaan. because, theres always a third party tagging along - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SETAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  So, anything can happen. And if you think your love is so pure and such,(and you have gone beyond touching) then it's not to Allah. Because by then, the relationship wouldn't have been blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Wardina calls it "Cinta Jijik", I think. When I heard it I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whooooaahhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the told us why muslim women are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better &lt;/span&gt;than others. Diorang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; menjaga maruah &lt;/span&gt;mereka (the way they dress and the way they act) unlike the others who give men free shows and do perkara2 yang membinasakan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia mensifat kan us as pearls. It is hard to open up the clam to retrieve the beautiful pearl inside. She means that, the most beautiful women are the ones who cover themselves from the eyes of outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then her talk was over and she had to leave. Then another facilitator started her talk on how you must love Allah, Muhammad and both of the parents. She was hilarious xD&lt;br /&gt;Then after that was the prize giving ceremony. My group won the best table. Cause well, not to be perasan la but, I think we won because of me cause, I had the most colourful one ;D&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up a picture of it soon.&lt;br /&gt;Really la Alya beb, you missed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it ended and Yasmin, Aiman, Adri, Uncle Yem and I went to the Sony Photography Awards in Petronas Gallery.&lt;br /&gt;Then that night we watched Alice in Wonderland 2D.&lt;br /&gt;Twas awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, bye.&lt;br /&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/9064289490424816317-8484447960673577549?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/8484447960673577549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=8484447960673577549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8484447960673577549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8484447960673577549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_21.html' title='Esok sekolah eh?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6817897362659087457</id><published>2010-03-19T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:32:08.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why must he be the only one wearing the hat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://helloworldbea.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/and-stop-it.jpg" height="400" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albums I want to buy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hujan's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mencari Konklusi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muses' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P!nk's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Funhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blooooody elll' Pink has a voice to die for. I have more albums I wanna buy tapi dah lupaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Arwah Nenek's tahlil. On the way there, I switched on the radio. Tuned to 5 frequencies -- none of them were playing any good songs. It was the same thing on the way back. It was already midnight, so they started playing ridiculous rap and rave mash-ups.&lt;br /&gt;That ain't my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;School is gonna start. And I am screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Sebab homework tak habis lagi mueheheh.&lt;br /&gt;you know, eventho I have absolutely NOTHING to do,&lt;br /&gt;I don't do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my middle name is Malas, FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cellengros.com/images/samsung-s5230w-star-wifi-pictures-3%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;16GB external memory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;WiFi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.1MP camera with Smile detection.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;But I read the reviews and some of them said that they're facing problems in connecting through the Wifi :/&lt;br /&gt;Hope that when I get it, they've already found a resolution to it :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ain't gonna get it just like that.&lt;br /&gt;Kena achieve something. Like say, my exams?&lt;br /&gt;Pccht, typical expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Parents ni kan, semua sama.&lt;br /&gt;Say you wanna get something that's quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;And your mom and/or dad knows that you're dying for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyy, guitar niii! Aaahh, bestnyeee. Lawa pulak tu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*check pricetag*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pergh, mahal dohhh&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau nak, I wanna see straight A's in your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;report card!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alaaa Ibu/Ayahh!! Dah cukup dah duit dalam bank! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boleh laaa ehh?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No! Duit tu, bukan untuk beli guitar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Duit tu kene simpan untuk masa hadapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Senang aja la Fina. Study hard and do good in exams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu je!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pergh, ingat senang ke hah?&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;And then comes the feeling you get when you find out that rich brat kids gets everything they want.&lt;br /&gt;Mahal pulak tuuu.&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjkl;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I did some cool stuff  with Ikea Pyssla.&lt;br /&gt;Comel.&lt;br /&gt;Nak pin kat beg.&lt;br /&gt;Kene beli bende kat bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;Doh, malam ni kene buat homework.&lt;br /&gt;Esok kene pergi this talk in KL.&lt;br /&gt;And again, I knew about it last minute -__________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't like going to motivations but, at least  I need to be notified in advance.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I miss Pangkor. Sunset, sand water . Wahh, best.&lt;br /&gt;Nak gi bowling.  Ada lah pulak this year munglin takde MSSD.&lt;br /&gt;Kimak nye politics.&lt;br /&gt;Spend so much on other things. Anak Malaysia ada potential untuk shine in bowling kot.&lt;br /&gt;It's growing in a very fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;K bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/9064289490424816317-6817897362659087457?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6817897362659087457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6817897362659087457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6817897362659087457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6817897362659087457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-must-he-be-only-one-wearing-hat.html' title='Why must he be the only one wearing the hat?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3659789656733406097</id><published>2010-03-15T01:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:49:16.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday In Pangkor</title><content type='html'>After Sambutan Maulidur Rasul in school, Aunt Alma, Uncle Yem, Yasmin, Poh and I left for Pangkor around 12:15pm. We arrived at the Ferry place like around 3 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted the decision for not bringing my guitar, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I traveled quite light this time; a back-pack all crammed with my things. Tu je xD&lt;br /&gt;Sebab naik Ferry kan, so agak menyusahkan nak bawak beg roda, so just bawak beg sekolah (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the people who followed;&lt;br /&gt;Adri, Aiman, Uncle Adlan, Aunt Nora, Aunt Aini, Aunt Alma, Uncle Yem, Pakngah, Alya, Yasmin, Aqil, Aariz, Jaja, Ayah, Ibu, Asyraff.&lt;br /&gt;Pendek kata, the family belah my dad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a horrible headacheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not even carsick or seasick.&lt;br /&gt;So, naik atas Ferry tu dapat angin. Tak duduk pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, sampai dah. We stayed at Coral Bay Beach Resort :D&lt;br /&gt;It's a 3 minute walk to the beach :D&lt;br /&gt;So, sampai situ naik this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; van, left the stuff in the room and went for the beach!&lt;br /&gt;It was around 4 something. We stayed there sampai sunset. We had a spectacular view. We all sat on these rocks at the end of the beach. Got awesome photos (which will be posted up on this Blog and on Facebook soon).&lt;br /&gt;Then that night, kiteorg makan dinner near a beach lagi. Heheheh xD&lt;br /&gt;So while waiting for the food, Aqil, Aariz , Jaja and I sat on the sand and told each other stories.&lt;br /&gt;And buried Sir Charles the stick.&lt;br /&gt;And hummed to the funeral tune. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu balik Penthouse, TIDOOOO. I slept in the same room with Alya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECOND DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up for breakfast around 9 something in the morning, rode the awesome yellow &amp;amp; pink van to Pangkor Island&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the first people to go, I bought a shirt. Hehe (: Also, the kids, Alya and I went to the water and collected some small shells.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to keep myself dry but, I just couldn't resist the water! :D&lt;br /&gt;Duduk situ pakai my Ray Bans.&lt;br /&gt;Wahh, I must have looked so flyyy ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik boat to *insert Island name here*. Best, dapat anginnn.&lt;br /&gt;So sampai situ letak our bags under this tree. Suddenly a monkey stole our peanuts D:&lt;br /&gt;Bodo punya monkey.&lt;br /&gt;So we bermandi-manda and snorkeled. The sand there was so much nicer than the sand at the beach near the Resort.&lt;br /&gt;Silt(a.k.a Sand)+Sea Water = Good for the skin (Y) Mintak tolong Aariz and Jaja to bury my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dalam air tu banyak sharp corals. Teriak mcm beruk dalam air. Especially Makni and Alya. And Pakngah who ejeked them. Lawak nak mampos. Macam bear.&lt;br /&gt;And he claimed that he saw a Sea Cucumber. Makni and I thought we stepped on one. Jelly like and slimy. YUCCKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad kept screaming through his snorkeling tube and thought no one could hear him.&lt;br /&gt;He imagined himself as a German submarine. COMEL LAAAAA &lt;br /&gt;Sayang Ayah :*&lt;br /&gt;Then gelak2 and naik balik and makan.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to go back. So the pemandu-boat took us for a spin. We saw this whale and feet looking rocks. It was prettay cool.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to Pangkor Island NAIK BANANA BOAT.&lt;br /&gt;BEST GILA BABI WOOOOH. First the guy took us for a spin, then he stopped us and briefed us. So took us for a spin lagi, dah nak kering dah ni. Then, KABOOOOOSHHHHH MASUK AIR. Best. Hidung berdarah (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, makan. I ate the most spicy Tom Yam ever. SANGAT TERAMAT TERLALU PEDAS. It literally corroded my tongue. It made me cry. Tak boleh makan siod.&lt;br /&gt;Then, balik Penthouse and washed up.&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bilik air, tengok cermin, whoah,&lt;br /&gt;dah legam mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;Lengan, kaki and muka. Gelap nak mati. Bak kata arwah Atuk, "Kuda belang"&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh, neigh.&lt;br /&gt;Then, pergi beach lagi yay. WHY? To get tanned lagi hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Asyraff , Pakngah and Uncle Adlan rented motorcycles. So, diorang pergi bersiar-siar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night Makni, Alya and I pergi shopping at the souvenir shops near the beach. I got this authentic-looking necklace. Cantikkk. Makni and Alya bought some clothing.&lt;br /&gt;Then that night gi karaoke. Lalalala. Sang my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;Balik Penthouse terus landing. K.O terus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIRD DAY (LAST DAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up quite late. Had breakfast. Packed stuff and balik la :/&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, the place I visited the most was not the lobby or the gym. But the Ironing Room. I kept myself busy trying to dry my shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the yellow and pink van and headed for the Jetty.&lt;br /&gt;Dah. Tu je laaa. Balik. Sedih dan menyakitkan. Sebab sekarang sunburn sakit wooo.&lt;br /&gt;Friction sikit je, pedihhh. But this sunburn tak tahap teruk lagi. Tahap teruk is the peeling of the skin.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, itulah holida kami di Pangkor, Perak.&lt;br /&gt;The last big vacation with the family (which was in 2005) was in Sabah. I remember taking photos with Marsha and Felix (winners of AF) airport.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the whole rombongan or AF people were on the same plane.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3659789656733406097?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3659789656733406097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3659789656733406097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3659789656733406097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3659789656733406097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/holiday-in-pangkor.html' title='Holiday In Pangkor'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-1214203932655862105</id><published>2010-03-11T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:50:29.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a song.</title><content type='html'>Or maybe it's time for me to write my own song.&lt;br /&gt;But I am no good in words :/&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjkl;'&lt;br /&gt;School was interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt so blank and people mistaken me for being emo. But I wasn't, seriously! I tell you, things are happening all at once and the days go by so fast, I don't know what to feel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I sure know how I feel for this Saturday!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Pangkor here I come baybeyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-1214203932655862105?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/1214203932655862105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=1214203932655862105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1214203932655862105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/1214203932655862105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-song.html' title='I need a song.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3815078492855334748</id><published>2010-03-10T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:59:14.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimples are bitches.</title><content type='html'>If I get a big, fat, fluffy kitten, I will name it Bulu (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Homework's pilin' uppp.&lt;br /&gt;And that's not good cause the holidays are comin' and I don't wanna spend half the time doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to perform.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not ready.&lt;br /&gt;And there'll be haters amongst the audience.&lt;br /&gt;Takut diorang "Boo" and baling bende D:&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjkl;'&lt;br /&gt;My guitar is retarded. Or maybe the capo is.&lt;br /&gt;Pasang capo je 1st and 2nd string bunyi off.&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjkl;'&lt;br /&gt;Kene bawak gi lutheir and replace the strings. Suruh dia bagi strings yang tak senang rust.&lt;br /&gt;And if that's not whats wrong, then maybe it's the capo.&lt;br /&gt;So uhh, kene beli yang mcm Nabila punya. Walaupun orang tu kata senang putus, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that cute guy who works there will be there when I come :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh and for the holidays the WHOOOOLE family will go to PANGKORRRR.&lt;br /&gt;DEKAT BEACH YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;So totally nak bawak guitar and main tepi pantai.&lt;br /&gt;Fuhhh, bestt.&lt;br /&gt;Epic.&lt;br /&gt;The word 'epic' is misused and over-used. Seriously. Tak suka gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, nak buat benda yang befaedah.&lt;br /&gt;K baiii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-3815078492855334748?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3815078492855334748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3815078492855334748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3815078492855334748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3815078492855334748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/pimples-are-bitches.html' title='Pimples are bitches.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-3350048737541747230</id><published>2010-03-09T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:59:02.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I promised,</title><content type='html'>I skrood my Sejarah.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do my homework laaa.&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjkl;'&lt;br /&gt;I want my sharp Kate eyeliner D:&lt;br /&gt;I want another guitar (lol)&lt;br /&gt;I want that Romeo and Juliet book.&lt;br /&gt;I want to drive.&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly.&lt;br /&gt;I want to snog.&lt;br /&gt;I want to kick some balls.&lt;br /&gt;I want to slap.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance.&lt;br /&gt;I want longer hair.&lt;br /&gt;I want a kitteh!&lt;br /&gt;I want another purple inked gel pen point 0.5&lt;br /&gt;I want a new default picture&lt;br /&gt;I want to be brainwashed&lt;br /&gt;I want a typewriter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;There's one on Ebay for a hundred bloody ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want presents. Eventho it's not my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I want a mixture of Buble's and Morrison's voice.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM A BRAT SORRY SORRY SORRY&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/9064289490424816317-3350048737541747230?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/3350048737541747230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=3350048737541747230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3350048737541747230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/3350048737541747230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-i-promised.html' title='As I promised,'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-581862877177875627</id><published>2010-03-06T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:22:42.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I have to go study and do my homework.</title><content type='html'>asdfghjkl;'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-581862877177875627?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/581862877177875627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=581862877177875627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/581862877177875627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/581862877177875627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-i-have-to-go-study-and-do-my.html' title='Okay, I have to go study and do my homework.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-8857881351647169122</id><published>2010-03-04T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:53:30.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmanly.</title><content type='html'>You're so gay,&lt;br /&gt;Even I don't do that -- stopping at mirrors at two different locations just to...&lt;br /&gt;FIX YOUR HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;Jantan takde bulu! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hai.&lt;br /&gt;I nak keluar. Melepaaaaak.&lt;br /&gt;Next week is gonna be filled with monthly tests :/ And I'm not studying.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.&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/9064289490424816317-8857881351647169122?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/8857881351647169122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=8857881351647169122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8857881351647169122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/8857881351647169122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/unmanly.html' title='Unmanly.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-9149758709316410235</id><published>2010-03-02T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:27:33.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAAAAAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *inhales*EEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;KJBDCJHBSDVKUHVBRVKUHBFVKHFvbjkdvhk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed Sejarah. YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;Siti Aida binti Aminnudin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; lawa okay.&lt;br /&gt;Lagi lawa dari aku.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the ugliest person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Aku kena tinggal kat gua atas gunung.&lt;br /&gt;And stay there sampai aku jadi berbulu mcm gorila,&lt;br /&gt;pergi rumah dia, and bunuh dia.&lt;br /&gt;She wont know who did it &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pro in doin' hampers ;D&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni balut hamper kelas and for kelab kaunseling.&lt;br /&gt;kthnxbai.&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/9064289490424816317-9149758709316410235?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/9149758709316410235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=9149758709316410235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/9149758709316410235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/9149758709316410235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/faaaaak.html' title='FAAAAAK'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-5955939277287022618</id><published>2010-03-01T21:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:32:21.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute studying is not good for the brain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AAAAAH BULU LAH KAUUU!&lt;br /&gt;Sejak zaman nenek moyang bila pulak ko start guna emoticon niii?&lt;br /&gt;You never use it with me D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should be studying SEJARAH.&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow is it's MONTHLY TEST.&lt;br /&gt;I will, most probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but, guru maths saya tiba-tiba baik gila&lt;br /&gt;gi postpone Maths monthly test to next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be tomorrow jugak but,&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tellin you mannn,&lt;br /&gt;I am friggin' addicted to Plants vs. Zombies.&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; shit, I'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the suspense!&lt;br /&gt;You plant the sunflower/sun-shroom and just pray you&lt;br /&gt;have enough time to plant the shooters&lt;br /&gt;before the zombies arrive to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EAT YOUR BRAINS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahahaha, gila best kot!&lt;br /&gt;Ho shit, I just remembered myself about the damn English assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I don't have my thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;FAAAK KEDDY FAK FAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've gone crazy. Sometimes, when I unintentionally remind myself of something -- &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or someone&lt;/span&gt; I shouldn't be thinking of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's like a hand had gone through my chest and gripped my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I would ball my hands into a fist to restrain it from&lt;br /&gt;gripping my hair, thus pulling it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I just frown and groan in frustration and feel like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jumping up and down in anger, or just punch someone really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Like,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; KAPOWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;. *thud*&lt;br /&gt;Nak tulis dia an Apology letter la.&lt;br /&gt;No one was supposed to read it.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sayang ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is...&lt;br /&gt;Like a song. Half was through, all the happy melodies are playing because, sometimes I receive it. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;smile, like whoa.&lt;br /&gt;But then, the sad melodies start to play, because, all the smiles you gave me were in the past, now you don't seem to give it to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I dah jarang nampak you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you can call it avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I told you, all of it was bad timing.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for me to put on a mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7Bachelors :JitterBug.&lt;br /&gt;Lawak dowww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ORs6gmmZgfI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ORs6gmmZgfI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the7bachelors.blogspot.com/"&gt;The 7 Bachelors BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/the7bachelors"&gt;The 7 Bachelors YOUTUBE ACCOUNT&lt;/a&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/9064289490424816317-5955939277287022618?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/5955939277287022618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=5955939277287022618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5955939277287022618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/5955939277287022618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-minute-studying-is-not-good-for.html' title='Last minute studying is not good for the brain.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-7695460891477343508</id><published>2010-02-27T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:35:33.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoi,</title><content type='html'>BM drama, homework, monthly tests,b*tches and b*stards I have to handle.&lt;br /&gt;I will die.&lt;br /&gt;BLERGHHGUHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I larf Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;and my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice day. I woke up a 9:30, which was quite late. But I knew I woke up around 8:45 but, I golek-golek, peluk bantal... Fuhhh best ;D&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, pagi Maulidur Rasul, I realised that during sun-rise, it was dark orange, like the colour during sunset. Usually it would be like, dark blue.&lt;br /&gt;Most probably it was a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Campbell with Ayah, Aqil and Asyraff to SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't realy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shop&lt;/span&gt;. I finally have gotten my Converseeeeee :DD&lt;br /&gt;TEE HEEE.&lt;br /&gt;I need moar. Moar shoes of different kalerzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But I have to finish my homework.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch TV/DVD/play guitar/sleep&lt;br /&gt;but I have to clean up the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jhvbfkvhbfiuvybfuhflkjfsfvjsdhbk&lt;br /&gt;BULUBULUBULUBULU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-7695460891477343508?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/7695460891477343508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=7695460891477343508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7695460891477343508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/7695460891477343508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoi.html' title='Hoi,'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-9039937760900623013</id><published>2010-02-23T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:11:28.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair</title><content type='html'>dah panjang.&lt;br /&gt;Tunggu panjang sikitttt lagi then, potong A-line.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad student.&lt;br /&gt;I slept during Sejarah. Because I was so tired and the lesson was boring.&lt;br /&gt;I could barely keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;It was also a bloody hot day today.&lt;br /&gt;But it rained :)&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Then got a great view at back gate ;)&lt;br /&gt;I should really start talking to him la.&lt;br /&gt;Hish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-9039937760900623013?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/9039937760900623013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=9039937760900623013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/9039937760900623013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/9039937760900623013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-hair.html' title='My hair'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-2805519608052215847</id><published>2010-02-22T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:42:35.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booyah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ish, school dah start.&lt;br /&gt;And I am &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am looking forward in catching up with ma buddies.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Aida! Because she went to Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;Most probably she's gotten darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling at Shah Alam yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the lanes are nice but,&lt;br /&gt;I keep losing my balance.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;I played a shitty game.&lt;br /&gt;Then at 2pm, went to Berjaya Times Square&lt;br /&gt;for my 2 year-ol cousins' birthday at&lt;br /&gt;COSMOS WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;All his relatives were there, my cousins, aunts n uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I didn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;5 rides je.&lt;br /&gt;Dah peninggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, terus landing.&lt;br /&gt;Then Yasmin sorta woke me up by asking;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you gonna sleep in that?"&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up, basuh muka, gosok gigi and changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, cakap2 sikit dengan Yasmin, then tido.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, kena get ready for school.&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/9064289490424816317-2805519608052215847?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/2805519608052215847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=2805519608052215847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2805519608052215847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/2805519608052215847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/02/booyah.html' title='Booyah.'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6977210232101483412</id><published>2010-02-21T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T02:16:13.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kan?</title><content type='html'>I told you!&lt;br /&gt;I was right, all along.&lt;br /&gt;Can I kill everyone now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Eeee, berbulu mata aku membaca.&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/9064289490424816317-6977210232101483412?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6977210232101483412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6977210232101483412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6977210232101483412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6977210232101483412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/02/kan.html' title='Kan?'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064289490424816317.post-6788208494727827154</id><published>2010-02-19T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:30:20.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AH HAH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I knew it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I found out that I have a rival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Since I am having quite low self-esteem, I shall say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;*read this in a very thick and loud royal-English slang*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O DEAR GIRL WHO ALSO LIKES *bleep*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;HE IS YOURS FOR THE TAKING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;He was never mine but&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I LIKE HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I WILL &lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt; HAVE HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I AM &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; MATCH FOR YOUUU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;EVENTHOUGH I DO NOT KNOW WHO YOU ARE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR WHETHER THIS IS EVEN &lt;em&gt;TRUE&lt;/em&gt; OR NOT BUT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I AM GUESSING YOU ARE A VERY PRETTY GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;OF HIS LEAGUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHO HE WILL LIKE , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;EVENTUALLY SHAG YOU UNTIL YOU CAN NO LONGER WALK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I,&amp;nbsp;as the sad, miserable, sore loser will,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sit in a corner and cry in my defeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The-girl-who-chickened-out-when-she-got-the-oppertunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9064289490424816317-6788208494727827154?l=finzieariff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/feeds/6788208494727827154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9064289490424816317&amp;postID=6788208494727827154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6788208494727827154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9064289490424816317/posts/default/6788208494727827154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finzieariff.blogspot.com/2010/02/ah-hah.html' title='AH HAH!!'/><author><name>Finzie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZJ5c0Jsgzs/TVU2iLnFjqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/K-wmzQHKBjI/s220/unknown%2Bgirl.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
