<?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-8683992</id><updated>2011-08-03T14:33:03.854+08:00</updated><category term='ayat ayat cinta'/><category term='upper serangoon technical school'/><category term='movie'/><category term='sec sch reunion'/><category term='reality'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>.:Too Good To Be True:.</title><subtitle type='html'>"A soul mate is someone to whom we feel profoundly connected, as though the communication and communing that take place between us were not the product of intentional efforts, but rather a divine grace. This kind of relationship is so important to the soul that many have said there is nothing more precious in life."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>520</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5993512717418388219</id><published>2010-03-06T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:56:11.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Getting Married! I'll be Mrs Yazid in 6 Days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I told my Boyfriend... "Today's the last day we meeting.. I'm getting married next weekend." And I actually cried, as usual Boyfriend will just leave it as that, start talking about other stuff so as not to layan my 'gembing-ness'... We went for Solat Jumaat together, then short lunch. Later after work, we just stop by somewhere peaceful. And I asked about his expectation.. At the end of the day, I said GoodBye Boyfriend.. I see you next week.. when I'll be your Wife!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seriously, I only got that "i'm getting married" feeling just yesterday! People asked, how are you feeling huh? I have no idea man.. Only yesterday I was truly emotional over the Whole thing. I didnt cried that much for so long..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm not sad, I'm happy plus I'm trying to imagine how things gonna be like being Mrs Yazid and being Mom! I had a sms chat with my Cousin Nury and my Best Friend Nurul and I think I feel much better after that..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, after allll this years.. I'm truly grateful that I met Yazid again and we made it thru. The challenges that I've been thru and the hurdles that we both had to overcome is so amazing! I cant never explan it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I going to miss my sisters, my Mak &amp; Ayah. Now, I soon going to be that Mom to my dearest 3 children.. I will make it thru, Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I would like to Thank my friends to been the listening ears, who knows what I've been thru before and being there for me when I need to share stories the most..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I want to Thank my aunties and cousin's for being there for me.. Yazid's cousin's for being supportive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My Thanks to Mak Yam, Yazid's mother in law for accepting me the way I am..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank to my Children for accepting me as MOM!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My Special Thanks for my Sisters.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank you to Mak &amp; Ayah, for believing in me that I can do it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lastly to Mohd Yazid bin Osman... Thank you for Everything. We Made it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My Invited Guest.. Hope to see you all soon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doa kan majlis berjalan dgn sempurna, Insya ALLAH. Amin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5993512717418388219?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5993512717418388219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5993512717418388219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#5993512717418388219' title='I&amp;#39;m Getting Married! I&amp;#39;ll be Mrs Yazid in 6 Days..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3317524577583738282</id><published>2009-12-05T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:41:38.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitivity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been away from bloging for so long..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We are now 3months away from the wedding. Preperation are like 88% now for me. Yazid has a long way to go still, but he's moving into the right direction, definately...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With the duration getting closer, the mood is getting pretty tense actually. And for me, I get very easily merajuk and sensitive over small little things. Cant help it lah. Not that I'm doing it on purpose.. But dont know, cant explain them. I get annoyed with myself sometimes.. Irritating. I'm tired for being angry over little things. So I just mengalah.. Hate to sleep still feeling angry over things. Even though sometimes I forget the fact that Yazid, most of the time give in to things fast. But I just not satisfied if I dont straighten things up! Not that I'm trying to say that I'm right. But if its wrong, then say it! Aku pun kepala batu jugak..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Enough said.. Its all about how much tolerance you have for each other. The journey starts Now! hahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are so much things in my head. Cant let it out, but just got to straighten things up 1 by 1. Everything is all about money. With the wedding thing, spending here an there. And financial planning does not stop after the wedding. I have to sort things out after that as well. Not that I have to contribute much but still, I have to have at least something in the bank account. Now I have to get things with the previous set up company sorted out as well..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Raya Haji was normal. But this year, we didnt help out in the Masjid. I was out with Yazid and Kids to his Father's place. Later on they came over to our place till almost ishak time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok, I have already got the wedding card ordered. By end of December, I'll be sending out Save the Date invitation via Facebook and email. Do reply back to the given email address with your Mailing Address. Invitation will be out by February 2010..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Got to go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3317524577583738282?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3317524577583738282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3317524577583738282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#3317524577583738282' title='Sensitivity'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3545214715123172980</id><published>2009-10-11T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T10:26:49.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... and the counting begins..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/489"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 months, and counting...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Been away from bloging, for months.. Thats long! Never had time to blog in Ramadhan.. Day time Puasa, back from work, I will take a short nap after zohor till almost asar. Then after berbuka I'm off to terawih.. Will only have time to view my Facebook and update them. This was my 2nd Ramadhan with Yazid. Alhamdulliah.. We visited a few masjid for terawih and lucky me I had my full month of terawih!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This year's Raya was my 1st Raya outing with Yazid and children. Last year Raya was my 1st time meeting the children, but that was only after a few days of Raya. My 1st day Raya was at Yazid's Abah place. Thats when we met all his cousin, our usual gang! 2nd Raya, I was out with them again, visiting his family.. Back home, Raudha stayed indoor for few days, entertaining guest.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/laK6cFOjpodsX7ogi70tnQ/photos/1M/300x300/487/Raya-Yside-09.jpg?et=hhJPHAYY%2Cw%2C3sxH7wUB50w&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just last week, Yazd's Abah and Aunties came over for an Offical Meminang session. It was not planned to have a Masjid Pertunangan. It was all last minute! The 1 set of exchange gift was bought a day before, we got our Ring just 2 days before. And the OutFit that I wore, I bought just the night before.. So if all my relatives mention that they are not invited! Yes we didnt invite anyone. Except for my (mom's brother) Uncle that I call Bapak as the Wakil from my side and my (father's elder sister) Mama. That explain clearly why I call them Bapak and Mama (from 2 diff side) for a good reason. Cause they are closer in so many ways. And Yazid's side came with his Abah with Mak Ngah &amp; Roy-Nani from his side.. Thats all! If the pictures you see, seems 'happening'.. yes those people you see on photos are the only people around. It just looks like there was so many people, infact that were so many children then adult haha... So Jangan lah cakap kita tak jemput ya.. Memang takde jemputan pun.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/HLdOO194LIMXfB7qYaj97A/photos/1M/300x300/489/IMG-6378-zam.jpg?et=g6l%2CxXY0wtujDOZYrsIPDg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/X+HvnKubhFYhqbVEmS1WpQ/photos/1M/300x300/488/IMG-6370-zam.jpg?et=ny2j29THLJYzmsHV7SyUjQ&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why do we go visiting every year but we always fail to tell our children to behave themselves? Jangan cakap anak orang.. Anak aku pun sama jugak kadang2. Main beliak2 mata dah tak work anymore. Nak marah depan orang, budak puna ada feelings segan and malu. So I guess next year's strategy will be different.. Maybe before berjalan remind them time and again. Maybe when they start to grow like Pri 4 and above they will know what to do by then, Insya ALLAH. Boys will always be boys.. Girls, I think will be slightly easy to tell them. Slightly ok.. Slightly.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When you get invited for a Raya Open House or Wedding maybe.. It stated as "jemput you (or you and family).." I take it as my family, excluding Yazid as we are not married as yet right? If that invitation comes from close friends or family members, it means Yazid's not invited. But unless I'm married, then it means My Own Family lah right.. cause it always comes in a package anyway kan. Tak kan lah if Kawan my mother di jemput tu untuk my mother and my father not included, tu kan logic nama nya. Lain kan kata, orang jemput Yazid cause tahu isteri dia dah tiada lagi, means I am included sebab orang tu tak tahu dia dah ada orang baru. lain lah kawan2 we both yg jemput Yazid for sure dia bring me along sebab kawan airport satu kampung dah tahu "Noris &amp; Yazid now dah back together lah" (tu statement dia orang now). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had an awesome outing yesterday. Blame it on my hormons, I was actually not in a good mood to go out. But Alhamdulliah, we had a wonderful (back to usual) bowling, simpang bedok makan and jalan2 Airport session yesterday. All not planned. Because Naqiyah was all stressed out from PSLE with Remedial and Tuition whole week. She sure need a release tension session yesterday. Nadiah finish All her papers and she is all smiling for completing her exams. Nabil's will be on the 20th October. He will have another week or 2 of tuition before we wrap up for the month of October. Now I know when parents says "anak exams, mak bapak yang stress." I was not stress but more to concern and worry. Last week, I thought Friday was her Maths exams, only to find out, it was on Thursday instead.. Aku berbakul2 zikir and doa "Ya ALLAH permudahkan lah jawapan untuk Naqiyah bagi exam nya hari ini..." Rupanya Friday tu Mother Tongue papers.. Lah!!! Mudah2an lah dia dapat naik Sec 1, Insya ALLAH. Aku pun tak nak bagi dia stress kuat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thats all for today..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3545214715123172980?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3545214715123172980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3545214715123172980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#3545214715123172980' title='... and the counting begins..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-232669567071011181</id><published>2009-09-18T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:04:25.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya AidilFitri, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond"&gt;Maaf Zahir Batin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/486"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/hYvfpy-MT-VvxhVumZI3PA/photos/1M/300x300/486/raya.jpg?et=7gfM%2CVkT9RFM4Lhzc2pS5g&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond"&gt;Dengan Ingatan Tulus Ikhlas&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dari : Norismilda, Mohd Yazid &amp; Anak Anak,&lt;br&gt;Siti Nur Nadiah, Siti Nurul Naqiyah &amp; Mohd Nabil&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-232669567071011181?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/232669567071011181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/232669567071011181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#232669567071011181' title='Salam Aidilfitri'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5324141877369205758</id><published>2009-08-17T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:07:58.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan is Coming..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/485"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last weekend was the last weekend before Puasa starts..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My parents suggested for a Makan2 Session with the family, including Yazid and children. I booked Al-Ameen Bukit Timah since it has been our usual supper makan place those days. We have a total of 17 people including the children. And the Garlic Naan has never disspoint us..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/qV9UW9qO1Kra3rieHjX6ZA/photos/1M/300x300/484/IMG-0148c.JPG?et=O0TdcQl1sVEesnzeVd%2BjOg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/ufACLT0O-DLbslgvhkocZw/photos/1M/300x300/481/IMG-0147c.JPG?et=N1xZYnf2rVbu6ZrfasM7dA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/482"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/4vjeEGjdrUUOcYVeMJ9qnA/photos/1M/300x300/482/IMG-0177c.JPG?et=aW1kkqanSIflt833yNZUtg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/483"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/g6eBUhF1mj3TCtadaoElCg/photos/1M/300x300/483/IMG-0188c.JPG?et=BqNEziX99lX%2CRDqlSLs4aw&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;At the same time, we had a celebration for Nana and Nadia together.. And thanks to everyone for coming.. And the Big Boss for belanja-ing! heeheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;The following day, Yazid's MIL had a (his Wife)kenduri arwah at her place and a birthday celebration for Nadiah.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/e2jmN3EkpL3KoyLB0hYubw/photos/1M/300x300/485/IMG-0278c.JPG?et=Kc2ed12%2BiVdD4f1WDnoBjg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I remembered having to celebrate my Birthday with my cousin Rose Aznita (8th) and Hestee Raisa (16th - same as Nadiah) and also Rose's brother Isham (31st). We have it every year at Tok's place, and that will be the chance to watch Fireworks and the planes and all since its just opposite our Old Boon Keng Block. I send and SMS wish to Rose who is now in Liverpool with her family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;And she said this "tks kak tan i miss our childhood bdays x." I sure do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Puasa starts in less than a week. And I hope I can travel around to other masjid this year, Insya ALLAH. I hope lah kan.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Today I went visiting with Mak &amp; Ayah to the new Geylang Market for the 1st time! At the same time, went to survey on some baju Raya and thinking of what color theme for this year.. Mak bought me a new telekong, Thanks Mak &amp; Ayah! Raya nak pakai baju baru, nak Ramadhan solat pun nak pakai telekong baru lah ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I was slightly disspointed with how people reacted to situation like birthday wishes. If I miss wishing you on your birthday, so you gonna pretend that you dont even remember it? Wait till you turn 30, you will not want to be reminded of your birthday. Well my dear, you talking to your older siblings not your friend. There are things that I feel that I'm not used to. But I guess I cannot compare it with the situation that I'm in. But the negative vibes are just too near to ignore. I feel its just making me learn to be patience with situation and I should be able to handle it well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I know what I lack off. But I really hope my sense of respect and love towards one and other will not get lesser, Insya ALLAH. Even how much people just want to ignore my existance, but as long as I know what my Nawaitu are then I should not be afraid of it. I dont think of just myself, there are other that I think of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;So now its time.. Time to put away all those negative thinking of people. Let them think of you in what ever way.. I should not be bothered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Incase I dont blog anytime soon again.. Here's wishing everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Selamat Menjalani Ibadah Ramadhan.. Semoga Di dalam Keadaan Sihat selalu, Insya ALLAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5324141877369205758?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5324141877369205758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5324141877369205758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5324141877369205758' title='Ramadhan is Coming..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5854409178697401808</id><published>2009-08-11T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:55:26.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and More Birthdays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/477"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/478"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/479"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When August comes, the list never stop from 1st to 31st August.. Here's Happy Birthday to this list of people..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1st - Mustaqim / Diana Ros, 2nd - Suratman Samadi, 8th - Rose Aznita / Nur Liyana, 13th - Herman Sulaiman, 15th - Feisal Dzulkiflee, 16th - Hestee Raisa / Siti Nur Nadiah, 18th - Suzana Ary, 19th - Sani Husin, 25th - Zaleha Mohd, 26th - Sofea Jane, 28th - Nurasnidah Ahmad...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This years National Day was spend with Yazid's side of the family. Nani had it all planned out, picnic at East Coast Park. However, the 'team' was incomplete. Missed Memel and Ms Nis.. But nevertheless, the kids enjoy it very much indeed...&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/gmWGjwI4cGpUbyPiutPUGg/photos/1M/300x300/479/ND-0067.JPG?et=iaPr4HeEA3exYuzzC9t1vw&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/a8yLz3-fmwJ4ZcA6W+iKKg/photos/1M/300x300/478/ND-0143.JPG?et=uOFwQbEnoNKhwtyHfeypxg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/zF3nMmixwYZZZfZA4zKTww/photos/1M/300x300/476/ND-0073.JPG?et=3eviLQoYoSX%2CHF858EoEQg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/ctG9CyTzk00gLmYs1TIAew/photos/1M/300x300/477/ND-0093.JPG?et=TmtJeMjOLR7qkUY%2BAH6x4A&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the 3 days off, my mind dont seems to work very well today! heeheh... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I shall blog again after the weekend outing with the family, perhaps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5854409178697401808?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5854409178697401808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5854409178697401808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5854409178697401808' title='Birthdays and More Birthdays...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5219566225468236016</id><published>2009-07-27T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:17:49.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning, Adapt, Adjust...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There was so much happening for the past weeks.. But to me its all the process of learning. Not everybody is the same anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been face with a couple of dugaan lately. I always remember that, Allah akan menduga semampu kita. And I accepted that, its a process whereby I will not forget that the more I doa the more challenges HE will give it to me. However, I hope I can manage it calmly and in the correct state of mind to solve it wisely without getting myself or other hurt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been in tears alot this days.. Gosh I simply cannot control it. I've learn to be more soft hearted rather than being such a bottle up and control nangis kind of person. I've always remain strong All The Way. But this time, I just need to let things go and clear my head.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know Yazid has been very supportive, I dont know how do I deal with things without him. He has been very patience and toleranting with my nonsense. From saying the wrong thing to being protective and handling matters like a parent. Maybe everyone need to adapt to changes, eventhough I've yet to be a Legally Mom right now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We all went to the library yesterday afternoon. It suddenly struck me that I should get some self help book for reference when Parenting is concern. "Family for Life by Kathy Peel". It really come at the right time.. I speak too soon when suddenly that same late afternoon, my eldest girl had some differences with me. And I end up feeling very kecik hati over it, and over a few occassion that she bluntly say things. I was very surprise that she suddenly changed. What has happen to the bonding that we had? Maybe I did not realise that she felt that I've neglected her for some reason. Or maybe I didnt pay attention to her as much as before. Or maybe there was something that she kept or feeling unhappy about so she vent it on me..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyone tells me, its not an easy task. Very well I know. Everything is not easy anyway. If things are simple then you wil not learn to appreciate things. Nothing is easy and simple..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had to confide in someone, someone related. She's been my listener.. I dont want her to be one sided. So I guess she will know the other better..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yet again, everything need adjustment. If sacrifice is what needed most for benefit of others, probably I may do it..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;... On second thought, I dont think I want to sacrifice things yet again just like 16years ago!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5219566225468236016?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5219566225468236016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5219566225468236016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5219566225468236016' title='Learning, Adapt, Adjust...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2009988559274151779</id><published>2009-07-11T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:34:39.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/473"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/xfE4-nTCnrXHXA7GpIGg8A/photos/1M/300x300/473/NM0315.jpg?et=CXPV5K5EPHWth1XSgLmsxA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Picture taken just last night, we were all out dinner at our usual fav place, Simpang Bedok! Nabil's Favourite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;The week has been a challenging one, Alhamdulliah its all about compromising and understanding and not forgetting TRUST and Faith! Yes, thats it, I've said it. Its been a Year now for us, but I felt like its been so many years. And the challenges that we've been thru has been manageable, Alhamdulliah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Last week, I had an impromptu meet up with Nilawati over lunch. It was so last minute and we met up at town where its convenient for both of us. Its been 18years since I last see her. After we left Sec Sch, I didnt even meet up with her anymore and totally lost touched. Only until I receive a Call and SMS from Idah telling me she met Nila on the MRT then I get to speak with Nila back again. There were so much things that we talk about, our family members as we have missed out so much. Then comes our immediate family stories. We really need to catched up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Yesterday, I met an old Boon Keng Pri Sch mate, Latipah on the MRT. Actually I saw her a couple of times but I didnt get to say Hi, because we were both rushing to work in the morning MRT. So yesterday, we both bumb in the same train door, and immediately exchange mobile numbers. I emailed her that same morning and we catched up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Last night, I was on FaceBook. I saw my Form Teacher in USTS Sec 4 class. Gosh, Cikgu on FaceBook. I added him and said, "I'm your student from Sec 4." He comment back at me saying, "you dont have to intro, I remembered you very well.." Haahaha.. Well I kan nerd dulu kat class, even anyone will say, "Kau decent apa dulu." Ya lah memang, aku budak baik apa, skirt panjang. Kata Prefect what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Thats how much the time has flies. I've always believe that Things Happen for A Reason. Seriously. Now I let everything go with the flow. I'm just too concern about forcing things. I dont want to get angry for something that dont really concern or aim directly at me. And I really like what Yazid always believe in, "jangan sangka buruk kat orang. Walaupun orang buat kat kita, satu hari nanti dia akan baik jugak.." Its not easy absorbing that phrase, but its so true actually. Actually, another person who believe in that is non other than my own sister, Raudha. Perhaps Yazid and Raudha share the same star sign, that why they think alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;But those behavious contradict my star sign, I'm a LEO, What can you expect! Just dont go beyond my line, you will see the SINGA in me. haahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Let me show you an awful photo of me..&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/474"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;It says..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;"YOU! YES YOU! Back off will you, or I will BITE!"&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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/f9TVHq-Dl+mqCcOuFL1wXg/photos/1M/300x300/474/NM0314.jpg?et=6US455gwO6dYU7aRxAzEfg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;credits to Nadiah for this buruk mms photo! haahah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nabil was disturbing when the sister was trying to take picture of both of us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Today's weather is just nice, too bad Yazid's working today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2009988559274151779?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2009988559274151779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2009988559274151779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2009988559274151779' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5381569694332822592</id><published>2009-06-30T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:01:59.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Weather...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;MJ's death was really a shocked. I heard it on the radio just when I was about to go to work. Still thinking if its true or not. When reached office, everyone's talking about it. Rest In Peace, MJ!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel much better today, but my head still heavy.. Confirm no Fever! And all Thanks to my Tonsil. Eventhough I already have it remove years back, I seems to still have issues with it. I dont feel the pain, but when it gets sore I will not even realise it. I must have cough bit to hard and it bleeds.. ish!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, my parents and Raudha were back last Monday. Alhamdulliah they all are well, only mak could not sleep well probably because of the 'sleeping' schedule changes..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/472"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/GAjeqlZg-fb3deIiBy-2Og/photos/1M/300x300/472/NM0271.jpg?et=0U%2B68NOaIrehhxAbWppMQA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The kids are back to school. I've not met them since Friday, so as the Ayah.. Ok I, indeed miss alot of things for the past few days.. But what can I say.. Dah tak sihat, buat hal tak sihat aje lah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok I'm back to being alone at home, parents at masjid, Raudha at Anugerah.. Its been a week since the house filled with Raudha's kecoh "Hi Kak Intan!!" Mak kata, padan lah Kak Intan kau tak boleh tido 2 minggu kalau tidak suara kau kecoh kat rumah ni.. heehehe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Medicine time again.. I was really balas dendam today. Been skipping coffee and solid food. But today, I had Mak's Asam Pedas Kepala Ikan. Mak oi, terantuk benjol!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, My contract has been renewed for the 2nd time, Alhamdulliah In which, I'm coming along when HAS moves to Tampines Grande, just infront of Masjid Ghufran. This week's the patience testing week. Sabar Noris, Sabar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5381569694332822592?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5381569694332822592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5381569694332822592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5381569694332822592' title='Under the Weather...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4661898330260298388</id><published>2009-06-16T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:17:41.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347927665876114114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/Sjen4KkHmsI/AAAAAAAAAac/lEGG_lrWvCg/s400/NM0185.jpg" /&gt;My parents and sis, Raudha left for Umrah last Mon 8th June. Its been a week now and I've been left alone for the past week. The 1st few days, I could not sleep AT ALL! The house seems to be so empty and quiet.. I end up depending on some relaxer tablet. I sleep like a baby, however end up not being able to wake up the next morning.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the School Holiday anyway, took the chance to go out with the kids and since Yazid is off as well. Thursday, we were all out swimming at Jurong Swimming complex. My 1st time there, it really looks like Sunway.. I didnt take any pictures, I didnt swim anyway. Was busy reading my book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the kids were out to the Library with the Ayah, I was left out for some reasons.. Wil story later. I attended Shyreen's wedding on Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I attended my cousin Ina's wedding - anak Ayah Chik. I brought Yazid to attend the wedding, intro him to a couple of my relatives. Later on, we went to fetch the children and headed to East Coast bowl.. Unfortunately, there was a competition going on that day. We decided to change venue. We went to West Bowl for the 1st time.. The 5 of us were all dress with the same tee shirt. Intresting indeed. We went makan at Simpan Bedok later on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347928385055671858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SjeoiBt4xjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DdgHPe1AG5k/s400/NM0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/Sjeoh9cCRhI/AAAAAAAAAas/dIs7rf2_UTs/s1600-h/NM0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347928383907055122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/Sjeoh9cCRhI/AAAAAAAAAas/dIs7rf2_UTs/s400/NM0203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/Sjeoh5jRKvI/AAAAAAAAAak/ZuS3rWg5V2E/s1600-h/NM0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347928382863649522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/Sjeoh5jRKvI/AAAAAAAAAak/ZuS3rWg5V2E/s400/NM0197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just yesterday, The kids want to jalan2 after the Ayah back from work. Yazid drove us to vivo, fetch me after maghrib around 8pm. Bapak and Bibik was at Tok's place, I went to see them at petang and just before I left with Yazid and the kids, I salam and inform I'm going out..&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's the story.. From Thursday when I was out, I was being 'taken care' by my grandpa. It seems that he's concern over me going out and back late (as n 9pm!) I felt that as much as I'm tensed that he's been calling me many times at home making sure that I'm back.. I'm sure he is as tension as I am feeling having to take care of me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not easy for me, I'm left alone at home. Need some time with people.. Furthermore I was out the Yazid and the Kids.. Its not even a date, we have company you see.. Ok enough said, I just feel young back again. I felt like it was 15years back.. when I was in my mid 20's.. Gosh I'm 35yrs old, old enough to be a mother of 3 kids actually..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'll be staying indoor for the next few days. I rather not burden my other uncle, being 'worried' that I'm out and back late (10pm). What can I say anyway.. No coffee at StarBucks or CoffeeBeans.. No Tea Tarik at Arab Street.. I never thought of taking the oppurtunity to go 'wild' when the parents are not around pun. Unless I let down my hair and go clubbing kind.. then thats another story lah right. Out at 8pm, expect me back at 9.30pm. Anyway, I've never out with Yazid and be back not later than 10.30pm. Thats the (his actually) curfew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my fellow people, you're so lucky that you're out lepak with friend can be back late like mid night or later.. Friends who know me, know very well even in my younger days.. I'm always been asked not to stay late.. And they know how I'm being brought up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TruLy NoreeZ&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/8683992-4661898330260298388?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4661898330260298388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4661898330260298388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4661898330260298388' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/Sjen4KkHmsI/AAAAAAAAAac/lEGG_lrWvCg/s72-c/NM0185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6058598756467258635</id><published>2009-05-08T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:51:18.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/journal/item/171/Value_Time_Spending.." rel="bookmark"&gt;Value Time Spending..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend has been occupied with activities, especially when 'the Queen' is out.. haaha..&lt;br /&gt;Last month, Yazid's brother Nizam got married to Zuraidah. It was over all a wonderful meeting the famili and introducing me as future famili member. Apart from some 'kecik hati' mode for me, the rest are good. I have been heavily involved with the wedding preparations. All thanks to Nizam and also Yazid for having me to be part of it. I was at Simei for the week from assisting with the berkat, having to inai for Nizam the Friday, till Saturday nizah ceremony, and not forgetting the Sanding too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I can get along well with Yazid's cousins, we just seems to 'ngam' Alhamdulliah.. And most important, they understand what I'm going thru. Thanks Nani, Memel, Ayu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We been asked, "so bila pulak ni?" He answered, "tahun depan, insya ALLAH." Dengar tau, dia kata Tahun Depan.. Bukan Bulan Depan eh.. jangan salah dengar or salah baca. Nanti kena dakwa susah pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Good Friday Holiday, we were all out to Woodlands to Anisah's Engagement. Congrats to Nis and Sufree.. Wedding bells's soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the kenduri, we all headed to our usual ritual activities, bowling at Kallang Bowl. I didnt get to change to something comfortable, due to some reasons.. I felt like a minah kampung 1st time pegi bowling. The boy said, "apasal pakai macam ni, nanti orang nampak! Tak mau lah.." haahah.. He find it odd that I wearing baju kurung, imagine if I bowl pakai kain londeh2.. buruk hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so much things in our head that night. The picture explains how serabut our mind were.. Sabar eh Abi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We been out almost every weekend, both Saturday's &amp;amp; Sunday's. But I particularly love last Sunday's outing. We went for early lunch at Banquet Raffles Hospital, later headed to Jurong Library by coincident because we didnt know that Jurong Entertainment Centre was already Closed!! haahaha.. so out dated. All the kids borrowed books.. Not knowing where to head to, I suggested West Coast park for the nice breeze and relaxation. We spread the mat, bought McD and everyone busy with book reading. Its so productive and I really love it very much.&lt;br /&gt;I have been learning about things that I've never thought that it was time for me to know those stuff. But I really did my homework, find things out. To know what is the right thing to do. When it comes to financial matter, we have to get and divide things according to the right law and rightful person. Harta anak yatim jangan buat main main. Now the future has to be planned out nicely, properly with out hurting others. Hati semua orang nak kena jaga jugak.&lt;br /&gt;Its weekend again, what is in store for this weekend. Thought of going East Point tmrw to kepo around again.. See how lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Happy Mother's Day to ALL mothers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TruLy NoreeZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6058598756467258635?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6058598756467258635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6058598756467258635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6058598756467258635' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6323837604883873797</id><published>2009-04-04T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:00:54.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been so long and its been A Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been out of touch with the blogging world, but I was not away from the net! Sometimes the weeks has been pretty routine so its going to be bored reading the same thing every week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm so blessed with my 'motherhood' and dating life. I think I'm so out date with the two things that my friends has already gone through. Weekend has always filled up with usual Bowling at ECP or Kallang Leisure Park or sometimes it will be FunLand at Parkway Parade. Then later it will dinner at Simpang Bedok or Parkway Parade Banquet. Weekdays will be dating time.. Ok I will not say too much cause my 'daughter' reading my blog! haahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This days, I'm very occupied with pre wedding preparation for Nizam, Yazid's younger brother. 70% of the preparation is all done. Just waiting for the day which is 2 weekends away only! All this months, I've been liasing with Nizam via email and sms. We've never meet each other. Only last month, I met Nizam and Zuraidah for the 1st time at their place. And we are getting along just fine, Alhamdulliah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wasnt able to meet up with CK last few days, she send a msg via FB telling that she's leaving to KL for good. F got a job offer there or something so they're moving. All the best to you, Insya ALLAH we'll meet up again one day!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life has been a lot of Ups' and Down.. however, its manageable. Sometimes I feel that I'm just being unreasonable and always make things difficult when its decision making. But I dont deny I'm selfish, cause I'm not willing to share.. But when its family time, kids are The Priority and I'm a 2nd class Citizen. When the children is concern, I'm ok with being the 2nd.. I'm cool! But its ok, you argue and fight once a while.. If everything is soooo smooth saling, something is not right some where.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ah! The weather is not really fine this days, its soo HOT in the noon but once a while it rains heavily. I was at the clinic this morning, there were so many kids that falls sick. And I'm the only adult! Oh gosh, it so unbareable. I'm having this rashes all over my body. My at this point it still itchy! Ok as long as it didnt get to my face, its OK to me.. But it still matters! Yazid said, "ah nanti kalau ada sand paper I beli kan you eh.." haahah.. bloody chendol!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He's be on night shift today, till 10am. I just asked him if he recall what was going on just last year. He remembered.. Its been A Year now, and tmrw they be having Kenduri at his place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To Mama, The children misses you all the time. They often mention you. I know I will never be able to replace you and I will never be able to do just like what you did. But I hope I will do my best.. Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SddLQwoKCF0AADLgE0Q1/Picture-080-Jan08.jpg?et=FVk9HAVBHSpTE5WCtZYG4A&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Jan 2008 : T3 Changi Airport &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;In Memory of Almarhum Salinah bte Ahmad : Al-Fatihah - 1969 to 6th April 2008.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6323837604883873797?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6323837604883873797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6323837604883873797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6323837604883873797' title='Its been so long and its been A Year!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8222824445990411325</id><published>2009-03-05T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:34:49.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Bonding..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its the Month of March now. The time is moving pretty fast I felt. I remembered chatting with Fadzil, my colleague, somewhere Ramadhan of 2008, that he planned to get married in 2010, "lama lagi lah" he said. Just last Tuesday, I asked him about his planned, he told me its March 2010.. means its just a year away from now. Age is catching up man!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was out last Sunday, the almost usual place of Bowling at East Coast and dinner at Banquet Parkway Parade. And I've not seen the kids for so long. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sa@h8woKCF0AADwwjX01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa@h8woKCF0AADwwjX01/IMG-2016-couple.JPG?et=ns6y01Sw75hXfD74%2C38cqg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa@iVwoKCF0AAE0nFuc1/R-IMG-2017.JPG?et=4JAJe32QL5ALJLEDHnmEQg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa@jGgoKCF0AAGKceNk1/R-IMG-2022.JPG?et=Q%2B8jsdl18yr5usdc04bWVw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa@jOgoKCF0AAFxuazY1/R-IMG-2025.JPG?et=%2CElqEVtoCtaLWXlCd7z5aQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;The Ayah and Daughter just back from their Bonding session at Malacca just days before that. It seem Nadiah enjoy herself there, so does the Ayah. Its like a break that he really needed for the longest time.. The best part was... He didnt take pictures of Nadiah at ALL! He was enjoying taking picture of the places and scenery instead.. The only picture with Nadiah on it is this one.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa@jsQoKCF0AAGZTguY1/R-IMG-2008.JPG?et=LtG%2BUzrJ3ZzBVGtloKeBzg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nadiah planned to meet her Mak Busu, Yazid's youngest sister, on Monday. He suggested that I should go along and meet Siti Nuraini since we've not meet at all. So I told myself that I should give it a Go. So Monday, after work at noon, I went to meet them at Tampines MRT. I've seem Siti on pictures so when I saw someone at the MRT Station, I was unsure if that her or not.. Nadiah arrived and we were formally introduced then. She is sooo young, still in her teens and can pass out as Yazid's daughter actually. She look younger in person anyway. We went lunch and shopping and thats when we got comfortable with one another. The 3 of us spend almost half the day together. We finally settle down at Simei Starbucks at the end of the day. I'm really glad to finally meet her..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was out with Kak Suz and Riah yesterday after work to Joo Chait complex. I have in mind to buy some material. So we went straight to what we have planned for and they finally got my idea of what I want to purchase. They are good at bargain, I manage to get it at $10 per suit and I bought 4 pieces. Going to wear it for Nizam's wedding, insya ALLAH..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Weekend's coming. There's 3 wedding going on this Sunday and all are 2nd cousin. Last Sunday was Intan's anak Cik Faridah's wedding. Raudha and me attended the Dinner as well as the Sunday jemputan. Amazingly, I met my Primary 1 classmate Azlindah. She look the same but mature. She was shocked to believe that I still remember her clearly. Its so nice to see old friends back again. Her mom asked, "anak awak berapa?" Nak aje ku cakap 3.. Instead, I said, "belum kahwin lagi." Ah tipu lah belum kahwin lagi, eh makcik I wish I dont have to tipu.. I wish that I'm already married and my daughter is already 14years old Makcik.. If I were to come with Nadiah, she can say I tipu belum kahwin right? heheeeehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8222824445990411325?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8222824445990411325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8222824445990411325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8222824445990411325' title='Family Bonding..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5702163122015858799</id><published>2009-02-21T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:01:41.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Reminder..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The week started pretty hectic. There was a conference going on back in the office from Wednesday till Friday. I was pretty occuppied with 'food management'! Yes, I was given the task to take charge of the Tea Breaks and Lunch for the whole conference. Wed was the beginning of 'everything'. I arrived as early as 8.25am, making sure that the conference room has been open and the tables has been arrange nicely. Infact, I've arrange the table the day before fit for 22 people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After getting the morning tea break ready back to my office tables with usual office task. I receive Raudz call telling me that Tok is not well. He has called all his children back home but he looks ok, but not ok! I got confused.. I'm in the middle of the conference arrangement, how am I to leave the job task and go back home? Ayah called about 30mins after that, telling me not to rush. Tok is Ok but he seems confused.. I heard him Mengucap at the back ground and my heart start pumping so fast. Eh, what is going on ni?? Its unlike Tok to call everyone back home.. and this doesnt sound good at all. Had to tell my AM that I Have to leave.. Home is important. Saf called me, asking if I'm in the office. She wanna go back Tok's place with me..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At 11am, after calling Yazid telling him what was going wrong. Actually he was the 1st person I called to inform. I believe he will understand me better in this kind of situation. He calm me down, asking if I am ok. I told him I am.. So met Saf at the MRT, took the train back home. Saf kept repeating, "macam mana ni Intan??? kenapa dgn Tok ni? I takut ah.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Reached home, everyone was around. All was near Tok. Yes he seems confused, but he managed to baca all kinds of Doa in full. He zikir Ya ALLAH, he said Insya ALLAH many times. But when he starts talking, everything seems to be jumbled up. Safiah jadi Basirah.. and he kept asking, "sapa ni eh?" .. We said, Liza.. "ah sapa ni eh?" He got stressed up not being able to pronunce and remember Liza till he broke down and cry.. We were all so helpless. He kept counting the number of children he has. Trying very hard to remember all their name.."Mohd... Mohd..." the 2nd name he cant recall, when all his son's name starts with Mohd for Rahim, Rashid, Razali and Rafid..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Toward late noon, Bapak Rahim decided with the rest that should call the ambulance and send him to hospital instead. By then, he was slightly better.. That was after Bibik gave him medication for the heart. He starting to recall some people, that was already 6pm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That evening, Ayah followed the ambulance and was send to A&amp;E at TTSH. At almost 9pm, he was warded and many test was being done to him that night. The next day, we were told that he was having a minor stroke and there was a blockage on his neck. Probably the blood didnt flow up to the brain and that causes the temp memory lost. Yesterday, he gets better and this afternoon when I went to visit him, he was much much much better. Kak Liza tested him asking who am I, he said "Milda!" haahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alhamdulliah Tok is getting better, berkat Doa from so many people. Insya ALLAH he should be discharge in the next few days or so..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll be given another task to cater for department lunch early March. I'll have to enquire a few places. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next week on Thurs, Nadiah and her Ayah will be on a School Mallaca Historical trip for 2D1N. Nadiah was surprise that her Ayah really mean it about following the Parent Support Group team. That was after I encourage Yazid to go and probably bond with the daughter.. Yazid said, "you gonna miss me tau?" Its ok lah, be apart for a little while, then we get to appreciate each other better. If not, we meet every other very very often..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;February is very short. Next week is the end of the month already. Then comes March, and soon it will be April. And Nizam's wedding is in less than 2 months.. Soon the card will be out for distribution. That is what happen when its beginning of the year, it moves very fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5702163122015858799?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5702163122015858799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5702163122015858799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#5702163122015858799' title='Its a Reminder..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-1487788304265569397</id><published>2009-02-09T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:38:07.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over Acting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I didn’t realize that when I care so much, I get over board. Am I obsessed?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I end up getting worried and my mind just refuse to focus and start thinking “ok ke tak?” And now I end up making mistake at work. Who’s fault is it? Mine lah! Maybe that is the only way to show that I care. But I’m helpless when people just refuse to hear. So I end up crying…&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Now I notice my another weakness… Care to much, bothered to obvious. Mak kata, kalau sayang sangat kat orang tu, jangan sampai jiwa raga aku serah kan.. Leave 10% to yourself then you learn appreaciate it more.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Learning No 2 – Try to relax, make it less affected. Maybe someone will notice… I'm trying to, but its harder than I expected!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-1487788304265569397?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1487788304265569397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1487788304265569397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#1487788304265569397' title='Over Acting?'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3252701809574394028</id><published>2009-02-04T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:08:55.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Over Again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I thought all this while, after trying to win a bit of the trust, I have manage to at least pass 30% of the 'test'. Unfortunately, it started all over again... To actually think that I was actually being excluded just to prevent from being 'accused' was pretty sad. To actually picture the whole senario has already make me feel like crying. To actually felt that I was included by 'force' is making me feel less important. If things has been explained probably I might understand, a bit lah! Maybe, even if its hard to swallow.. Now I will have to start all over again..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was out with 'my eldest daughter' Nadiah on Monday, its been some time since we last spend time together. We end up going to the same place over and over again. But as long as we get a decent meal together and buy stuff that she likes its alright with me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its already February.. The month is moving pretty fast actually. I've got to count months, hope I dont have to count years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm watching Cucuku Sayang now on TV. haahaha.. I think its really true, real life story. The wife asking the father and husband to do house work because she decided not to hire a maid. She asking the husband and father to divide the house chores so that she can rest after a days work in the office.. hahaha. Dunia dah terbalik kot!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had a birthday surprise for Kak Suzana in the office. We had it on Tuesday.. had it planned since last week. Azlin was given the honor to asked kak Suz out for lunch, konon nya at Golden Shoe. But we actually had it at the 17th floor conference room. Jacq pretended to leave for lunch 1st. Then I said goodbye to leave for the day.. Our acting was not bad at all hahaha.. She was pretty surprise that we had it all planned out. Ordered Pizza Hut (and the delivery guy was Yazid and my ex colleague in CIAS - Norashikin) and I went to buy a Chocolate Truffle from Royal Cakes..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was Zafeera, Suzana Yunan and 'Abah's' birthday all on the same day 02.02. Bought something for Abah when I was out with Nadiah the other day.. Hope he likes it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok I hope weekend will start from Friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3252701809574394028?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3252701809574394028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3252701809574394028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#3252701809574394028' title='All Over Again?'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3942949471137698386</id><published>2009-01-31T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:40:28.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Holiday Mood..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The week has been great, too much 'lemak' with the holidays.. Last week super long weekend, and this week there's another long weekend for us in HAS. Its HAS Anniversary on 1st Feb in which Monday is a Holiday for us.. Thought we could get a 'get away' on the 2nd half of the day unfortunately.. its too late to slot in the application.. May have breakfast with Riah at Geylang or something on Monday. Feel like shopping..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its almost February.. time is really moving fast. Went visiting Kak Liza in Raffles Hospital last night, had dinner at Banquet Raffles. She had a minor operation, she's getting better. Anyway, I was surprise to see an old student from Tumble Tots all grown up in Sec 2 now. Helmi was so cute back then in 1985-1986, he was only I think 6mths to a year back then. His father Zul is so familiar when I saw them, not knowing he's actually Yazid reservist friend! Small world. His wife asked how many kids I've got. Wanted to say 3 haaah.. Told her I'm still not married, she was surprise.. I can see that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Met Nani this morning, her grandpa's staying just next my block. And he just passes on last night. So I thought, I should go 'melawat' alone. Cause I know Yazid's working on afternoon shift today. He seldom allow me to go places alone! I get to intro Mak and Tok to Mak Ngah and all. I remembered Nani's grandpa's family. They were our old neighbours from Blk 9. Not a stranger to us. Nani's aunt asked who's that sitting on the corner, she said, "tu my cousin punya future wife." Terbeliak mata hearing her said that.. I know Ina, her aunt, I told her I'm Pak Haji Jantan Iman's granddaughter.. she remembered..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Actually, I was pretty much looking forward for early Feb. Unfortunately, I was much much dissappointed with the turn out. Despite so much arrangement and getting feedback on how its gonna be and where, I am truly sad that it didnt happen at all. The chalet booked has been paid for by Yudi, compliments from him actually. He ws so besar hati to have sponsored the Chalet unit. And I've made the catering order from Suhaimi/Yuni from Changi Village. From the start, Yazid didnt actually encourge me to get involve in this gathering. He suggest that I just take the back seat and come as guest instead. But I told him that I'm only assisting in sending out gathering information, thats all. I may not be able to assist or getting myself involve very much in the future cause soon I'll be busy with 'the family'.. Maybe you guys got to wait for my wedding for another reunion gathering. Maybe year end or next year.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps I'm going out with 'my daughter' Nadiah on Monday afternoon then.. After she finishes school maybe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its weekend again.. I just LOVE weekend..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3942949471137698386?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3942949471137698386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3942949471137698386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3942949471137698386' title='Still Holiday Mood..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-860524589985993310</id><published>2009-01-27T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:29:25.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all about Impromptu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Initially, I was inform that the picnic with Yazid's cousins are cancelled. In which, was told to get ready early as Andak is coming to fetch us to CCK1 by 10am. I've already ordered kueh for the picnic, its all about rezeki as well. Brought some to CCK1. Was there for a few hours, right after zohor, we all came back home.. I was disspointed that the outing didnt happen, most important is the earlier plan I had with Nadiah for a picnic didnt make it at all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I receive Nani's call at almost 3pm, asking if I'm coming! I was totally puzzled, was is going on now and what was the conversation the cousins had the day before. Actually I was heated up. Extremely heated up! Yazid told me to get change and will fetch me in 10mins.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok at least I was delighted to see the kids, didnt see them since school re-open. But I didnt stop 'talking' in the car and he practically see my moody 'tapai basi' face all shown.. The minute I reached the cousins site at East Coast Beach, everything just change. It was my first time meeting the other cousin, except for Mak Ngah, Suria and Nani the rest are new to me. Surprisingly, I met an Fellow Sec Sch mate, who's Fidz clasmate who's married to Yazid's cousin, Imran. The world is so small.. Rashidah Jalil, is married to Imran, anak Mak Ngah. I met Mak Lang and Memel, Yazid's another close cousin, Miss Nis's sister.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was totally myself yesterday, I do not have anything to concile. Too bad we didnt have bring camera along, I glad to held baby Qadri again.. Lucky things, Naqiyah's tuition cancelled yesterday or else, imagine having so much fun you'll have to leave home for the sake of tuition... I am so going to make excuses for not attending it. Believe me, been there done that!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We ended the day with dinner at Marine Parade Hawker Centre. I really enjoy the day indeed. Reached home almost 10pm, dont feel like ending the evening. I hope they are comfortable with me..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today I had time for myself, I get to sit down and think what is going on with myself. There is something not right with me. It all happen just weeks ago, I got pretty angry over something. Actually I didnt had that attitude for the longest time. Its my Temper. I remember having it back in SH days. But its years since I really that hot tempered.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well that few weeks incident was the start of everything. But I realise that this days, I've not been able to control things. Yesterday, I just vent it out again, over something that didnt affect me directly. But today was the peak, I either got mad or cried. Its either the hormons or the attitude.. Yes, I realise it. Is not that I didnt. Thanks to some people who pointed me out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will have to learn to control things. Because I know there is more challenges than just that. There will be more test that I'll have to go thru. I know I can do it..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm very sorry that I'm just being unreasonable, Bie. I think sorry is just not enough..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-860524589985993310?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/860524589985993310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/860524589985993310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#860524589985993310' title='Its all about Impromptu..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5894901821003471018</id><published>2009-01-24T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:03:56.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Weekend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Let me see, what have I been doing for the past weeks? Nothing much actually.. Apart from working till 12noon now, except on Wednesday, I work full day. The rest is pretty much the same.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've not been meeting the kids this days since school re-open. Perhaps, this holidays. I just receive a call from Nani, Yazid's cousin, asking if we wanna join them for Picnic on Monday morning. I was actually planning the same with Nadia a few days back. So how I'll have to decide what shall I bring. I leave it to Yazid, he's the boss. Anyway, I will just follow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been occuppied with planning for the batch reunion. With the help of R.Mahmud, her opinion is very much appreciated. Furthermore I've receive good feedback on the reunion and I hope its gonna happen. Our fellow classmate Yudi, has agreed to sponsor us with the chalet unit. Thanks to him for the help.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tmrw, there will be a Mega Forum organized by Masjid Hj Mohd Salleh, Geylang at Tampines Stadium. They are selling Coupons for the event at the same time collection for upgrading of the Masjid. Its free, please feel free to drop by. I'll be there too..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The sun outside seems brighter then any other day.. Maybe because Holiday starts today! Enjoy the week.. next week, you work only 3days before the next weekend comes.. Fuyooo.. Shiok!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5894901821003471018?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5894901821003471018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5894901821003471018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5894901821003471018' title='The Long Weekend..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5983209373715556641</id><published>2009-01-18T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:16:17.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;How do I explain this eh.. I had too many people asking, feeling kecik hati because they were not inform and not being told!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, I'm engaged. I'm in a Relationship with Yazid Osman, we were serious about our relationship. And we finally decided, this is the one and we do not wish to be seperated anymore.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then he Asked the 'that' question somewhere late November 2008, and I said YES! Only after the 3rd time he asked me, we finally stop by a Jewellery shop and he bought me a Ring!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So THERE was No Majlis Tunang Lanang or Engagement Ceremony. I told some friend that, we Tunang Mat Salleh Style.. So thats why there was no jemputan. It was just between us and the family. Thats all. I do not wish to go through anyother majlis Tunang Lanang. Tunggu aje when the Big Day comes, Insya ALLAH. Amin..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope this clarifies, I didn't jemput cause there was no majlis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5983209373715556641?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5983209373715556641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5983209373715556641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5983209373715556641' title='I&amp;#39;m Engaged!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-1962533570275860310</id><published>2009-01-10T08:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:05:17.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There are things that you want to do thats challenging, but situation don't allow you to do that.. So you will be just stay on with what you have and stay save keeping what you have...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know very well that ALLAH know what is best for you, HE give you some, but instead take away some. At least things are balance and its all up to you to decide and remember/think of him when you're in need.. There is always unhappines everywhere. When you're not happy, talk things out. Not everyone is the same, there are up's and down's in life. Person A might have to deal with things at home and family, Person B may not be physically fit and health. So everyone has problems and things cannot be change overnight. We have to look at ourselves in the mirror. We have to think, "what if.. things like this happen to me instead of them.." You might never know. So dont point figure at people, cause the other 4 fingers are pointing at you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The week has been OK for me.. but bothered with stuff surrounding that is going on. I should not be affected by it, but things that happen involved people close and dear to me. So I cant help but be bothered about it. Yazid said "you ni kancong ah.." Ya, thats me, people who know me very very well knows that I'm such a kancong. But that me.. I'm concern that why I reacted like that.. But just dont make me mad, you'll never want to see how madness gets into me. And Yazid have seen that before. So who ever just accuse me of things, trigger my button and spoilt my mood, betrayed my trust.. Thats it! You're gonna see the White Tiger go crazy!! But I dont eat people lah kan, but you're gonna see the Tiger Roar! hahaha.. Seriously!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of the time, if I'm bothered with things, you will see it clearly from my reaction, my movements. When I kept silent means something wrong is going on. Thats the time when I absorb on things and start thinking. Sometimes, I love to be alone for a while, go around places, take a long walk and thats when you think straight! I will not let it out there and then, because it might turn out to be something nasty. So I rather stay alone for a while and when things just sink into my brain, I will think straight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But NOT all things can be better solve when you're alone. There are some people who speaks to other people whom they call friends when you're alone and lonely. But you might never know if you really speaking to the right person, they might manipulate your mind. Thats a wrong move all together. Not everyone has good intention, so you have to be very careful with that. You might fall into their trap! There are a lot of cases where relationship is concern, you talk to the wrong person and it end up in a big mess! We do not want that to happen. You have to get back on track and stay focus with things and at the end of the day, you SHOULD come back to your original partner.. You have to know where you stand.. Setan and Influence are everywhere, so dont fall into the trap! So yet again, you have to play save. dont make that mistake! Better not to late to come back on track.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm glad that we talking about it, about things. I will not keep it for long and let me head be occuppied with negativity. I've learn not to keep it but instead let it out and get it solve soonest...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, Enough said, everyone is not perfect. Everybody makes mistakes. Its a matter on how you gonna deal with it and things.. Its all up to you. Hope for the best, Doa to HIM cause only HE knows whats best for you, Insya ALLAH..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-1962533570275860310?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1962533570275860310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1962533570275860310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#1962533570275860310' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-1849932708507828185</id><published>2009-01-03T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:13:18.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, It didn't happen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;On this date, 03.01.2003! This day was suppose to be important to me. Had it all planned out until suddenly two month before this day, it was OFF. I was devastated, can't face everyone. Its be&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SV83QQoKCF0AAGJvzfQ1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;en 6 years. However I'm GLAD it didn't happen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SV85VwoKCF0AABZe8kY1/NMY3-tiles.jpg?et=%2Bex1%2COpsq8gFI81Z%2CNGapQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;Thank You W, For not letting The Day Happened. Or I've not have met this Man Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-1849932708507828185?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1849932708507828185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1849932708507828185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#1849932708507828185' title='Thank You, It didn&amp;#39;t happen...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5316621608102644889</id><published>2009-01-01T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:38:27.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful 2008, Hello to 2009..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Some of the best moments in life... Lying in bed listening to the rain outside, thinking about the person you love, taking a long drive on a calm road, found money in your old jeans just when you need it, &lt;strong&gt;Meeting an old flame after many years&lt;/strong&gt;, getting a hug from someone you love, the moment your eyes are filled with tears after a big laugh..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wishing you all these beautiful moments for you, Now &amp; Always. Blesses New Year 2009. From Reza Dz - KL.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I suddenly feel very emotional about leaving 2008. All those are what I've been through. Its been a wonderful one for me, the up's and down, the challenges and test that went through. The tears and the laughter.. Its been great.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hidier and Zafeera got married in February 2008. We were "ASSISTING" them arranging and preparing their wedding. Cousin were all with him to SUPPORT.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The year begin when a Temp job i got in AFC, but it didnt last for long. Along the way, I was still in search of old friend. I guess I was doing some sole searching as well. Until I receive news from Zaleha in early April 2008, that an old flame that I was asking around for was just been face with a mishap. I cant help but think of him, how are things with him, how is he coping with the lost.. Honestly, I know what am I capable of doing. I know what will happen if I get myself involve with him.. Honestly, I know all along if I get in touch with him, it can lead to something serious..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I just email and stupidly left my contact number on my signature.. Only realise it after I hit the send button.. Getting a reply from him 2 weeks after that was something I'm so happy about, but I told myself.. its not the right time as yet! He only called after a month, I was delighted actually.. But I am still in the state of denial.. He sounded the same, addresses me the same way like he use to do 15years ago. Cause only he call me Ris.. And we meet for the 1st time after 15years in early June.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I left AFC, they didnt renew my contract. I had to tell someone cause I was really.. He was there for me when I was down. But before that he was trying to 'rule' me. I cant stand it.. told him, I need space and its not time yet for you to tell me what I should do and monitoring my movements. Lucky me, got a new Part Time job at HAS in early July. He was there still, giving me the faith that I will get the job after the interview.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Things were moving on fast, we pick up from where we left.. so we dont really have to start from the top. There were voices who dont agree with the new relationship. I finally told Mak and Ayah, and they 'restu'. Things were slightly tense with my close ones, was not like before. Things happen at the right time and he came at the time when I need company.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;August was my 1st birthday celebration with someone Dearest to me.. It was Nadiah's birthday too.. That was when the children gets involved. Things move on slowly with them, my 1st meet up with Nabil when he came to fetch me at Darul Aman. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;September, Ramadhan came with so much emotion, we meet up everyday for Terawih. He met with a minor accident on 15Sept, 15Ramadhan. It strengthen things between us. Then the final meet up with the kids were in October during Raya and my 1st meet up with Naqiyah. There were more hang out time with Nadiah. We get very comfortable with each other. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The toughest challenge was the whole month of November, the test was up to the max. It was a test on how much faith, trust and love we had for one another. There we 'uninvited guest' involved. Things get tense with best friend, they were worried and concern with me. I had to make my move.. Making my own decision. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I Finally reveal Yazid to my blog world. At the same time, our common friend got to know about us. We were finally seen together pretty often, friends, colleagues, relatives. He finally Proposed! In which I didnt mention it here.. We went Vivo, passed by CitiGems, he bought me a ring. I'm engaged on 22/11/2008.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fida got selected for MUIS Medical Haj team and left in Early December. Angah and Cik Ijah left the same day as well. They are all back save yesterday after 1 month there. Fida's 1st birthday away from all of us..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yazid's 1st birthday with me. We had our activities line up all plan with Nadiah. We spend the whole day together..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Close friends got married this year. There were Rohana M, Foaad, Feisal Dzl. Congrats to them. Best Friend, Nurul gave birth on 29th December too..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My year has been revolved with Yazid and the children. I'm happy and feeling great about it. I know there will be more to come..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy New Year again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5316621608102644889?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5316621608102644889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5316621608102644889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5316621608102644889' title='Wonderful 2008, Hello to 2009..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4455283604405808334</id><published>2008-12-29T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:33:02.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Born Hero II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to visit Nya'.. It was very last minute. Left after maghrib to Thomson Medical Centre. Call Shyreen asking what time will she be there.. So didnt really 'janji', if jumpa then jumpa lah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fortunately, met her with Amy and the kids, Ash and Tira at the lift lobby.. She looks blur, puzzle and lost. She told me, she just lost her wallet. Reen, kau tak abis abis Reen, penyakit lama kau tak baik baik lagi.. Apa lagi yang kau hilang Reen?? hehehe... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here are some pictures..&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVmGYQoKCF0AAAnHfa01/NM000.jpg?et=DbrvmPxPEggLPzgObYkB4w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVmG7QoKCF0AABU9Xb81/NM011.jpg?et=6MZHqFzT2CSLgcVNmFl6FQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVmHLAoKCF0AAB3tohA1/NM012.jpg?et=y%2BoJU4mkeo8d1zX%2BNBKygA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVmHYwoKCF0AACOs25I1/NM010.jpg?et=CWBhLHGoVL%2BkfuB1Hqvydg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVmHjQoKCF0AACR67tk1/NM013.jpg?et=K676J3VSP1qE2w8nFc3YBg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;Well, its nice to hold new born baby. This is Nya's 1st born in S'pore.. And reuniting old friends, Shyreen, Nurul and Me after so long.. Too bad didnt get thru Atie much earlier.. At least I get to inform even if it was later..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baby Muzaffar, ke Muharam ke, Muhaimin ke.. Let the parents decide..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4455283604405808334?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4455283604405808334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4455283604405808334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4455283604405808334' title='New Born Hero II'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8339380249900675732</id><published>2008-12-29T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:52:34.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Born Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Nya' Nurul just gave birth to a baby boy this morning at Thomson Medical Centre. She was warded at Room Number 620B (6th Floor) since 5.45am when she sms me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have not gotten any details of this new born, but she mms me this..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVh-zQoKCF0AAEHeL9A1/2912nurul-baby.jpg?et=KjGlhnqz2zfWnASQC0jviQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Congrats to Nurul and Mansor on their new Born.. Nama apa eh. Muharam eh? heehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8339380249900675732?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8339380249900675732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8339380249900675732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8339380249900675732' title='New Born Hero'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5237399586357938214</id><published>2008-12-26T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:18:39.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;People in FaceBook and Multiply has seen this picture.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVThiQoKCF0AAArioTg1/YBday-copy.JPG?et=9B2BKLIDLmlE1yzaS2kGtQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;Let me Introduce My Man, Md Yazid to Blogspot reader.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The kids are having too much fun. School open in less than a week from now.. The Ayah are done with school books purchase last monday. He had all that done on his 1 week leave. Including the purchase of Madrasah's books, it does cost a huge bomb! Lucky thing, we get to take some books from Nurul Jannah last years P6 for Nurul Naqiyah, it does make a huge difference. Thanks to Kak Liza, we collected them last weekend. I bought them school bags and yesterday the Ayah went to buy other school needs like shoes and stuff. I remembered Mak even buy new personal stuff just for 1st day of school.. So I will try and do what Mak use to do that for us..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, they brought me out for dinner. I asked Raudz to tag along.. her 1st time with them. I told her be prepared for the Kecoh-ness... I heard The Girls shouting, "ajak Kakak Raudha..." when The Ayah spoke to me to siap siap.. Ya, Si Aunty Raudha feeling Kakak! heeheh..&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVThKgoKCF0AAHT8fkQ1/NM013.jpg?et=oan9IWJYQYq0d9dg5np4Sg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVThQwoKCF0AAAQzWdI1/NM015.jpg?et=zFze71Sn0Qm%2CuVlCpa0T2A&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yazid came to fetch us at 8.45pm, we all headed to Parkway Parade. As usual, the kids are 'busy' with playing games.. I brought Nadiah and Raudha shopping at Giant. We came back o the game spot after more than half hour and they still not done!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Drove to East Coast makan place, parking was packed as usual. Sat down and we settle for food. Kakak Raudha pun sifat keibuan feeding Nabil, and the Girls can get along with her.. Slightly disspointed, Yazid and my food was not 'happening' at all.. I went home having a stomach discomfort.. We reached home at 11pm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Raudha's back from KL and she been talking and telling stories non stop since.. Was away for a week.. so much to tell, hers and mine! Stole a glimpse of A picture from her mobile. So who is that hunky Guy eh? heeheh...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a classmate wedding tomorrow at Toa Payoh. It seems that most of the guys are away on a holiday, and others forgotten that its on Saturday instead of Sunday. The rest may not come on the same time.. So I guess, will be attending it on seperate timing from the rest. I just sms Foaad, the groom that I'll be coming with Yazid in the late afternoon or otherwise after maghrib.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looking forward for another holiday next week. But Yazid will be back to work from Monday onwards.. And its the sign that the 'honeymoon' be over soon.. Back to one or two week Once date! But its ok, endure and patience is the best medicine to test you faith and trust! hahaah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5237399586357938214?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5237399586357938214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5237399586357938214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#5237399586357938214' title='counting days..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2110799611949921693</id><published>2008-12-24T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:54:56.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a Long Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The week has been awesome, yet tiring.. Its been a long week...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The MIL was away to KL over the weekend, brought along Naqiyah.. The Ayah took care of the Nadiah and Nabil all alone! Poor Ayah heehehe.. We made plans for the weekend, all line up for the weekend. Unfortunately, the didnt go as plan due to some changes made on Saturday. Right after attending Cik Romlah's son wedding at Pasir Ris, Yazid brought me to meet his cousin, Nani at Yishun. Spoken to Nani before over the phone, that was my 1st time meeting her and I get to meet his Mak Ngah as well. That evening, Nabil insist on bowling at ECP. I was already exhausted and waiting for our turn was a killer to me. The boy was so full of energy playing all the games, including the Ayah and mine! It seems that his skills are getting better, he got the hang on how to bowl well. I came home VERY late, a record breaker.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We attended an ex colleague's brothers wedding at Tampines on Sunday. Brought along Nabil, we met a few of our ex colleagues. Surprise with my presence, they must be wondering where did I come from after 15years they never hear from me.. And suddenly, coming with Yazid and his son! I feel all eyes were watching me feeding the boy, sifat keibuan! hahaha.. I was feeling pretty awkward being watched. Yazid just smile! Happy lah tu..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was working on Monday, the Ayah was out the whole day to settle the children's school stuff. But he came by to have a surprise lunch with me at Raffles Place.. And the whole 'rakyat jelata' meet him in person that day..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had to ask him to help me out going around the CD stores to do closing for year end. Its been sooooo long since I last went around doing the collections. At least I know I save on transport spending going from 1 place to another.. At least I get to settle 5 stores in 1 day, unlike other time, I do it for a week..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, we are given half day because of tmrw's Christmas holiday. I will have to get use working half day from mid January next year. Yes, my contract will be extended and this time I will be working Morning Half day for Mon, Tues, Thurs and Fri And on Wed I will work full day. Getting ready for Motherhood lah haahah.. But for Yazid, he just receive news from work that He might have to come back to shift work. And that bother him a slightly bit. We will probably solve it together insya ALLAH. Like I told him, if its all solution are to the max tak boleh settle jugak issue ni, Kita Kahwin cepat Sudah Lah! Settle semua hahaha... He laugh, pandai aje selit daun eh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm counting days for Hjh Norafida to come home on 1st Jan 2008. And now I'm trying to look back on what have I done for 2008. To me its a wonderful year, Probably its all because of the 8 for Luck! I'm indeed lucky I must say..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still remember that today's Siti Shyreen Samad's Birthday.. Happy Birthday to you. Then comes Nurhidayati Ali's birthday on 26th December. Nya' Nurul will be due to give birth on C-Sect on 29th December.. Mudah-mudahan semua selamat Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2110799611949921693?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2110799611949921693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2110799611949921693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2110799611949921693' title='Its been a Long Week...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2147107121940368851</id><published>2008-12-16T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:11:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;All the years of my life.. I only have Andak Rafid's birthday to wish or celebrate for 15th Dec. However this year, for the 1st time.. there are 3 people celebrating the same occassion..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday to..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUekdQoKCF0AAHtPXfs1/Andak.jpg?et=8mrvo7Ev%2BQHNOIYfoiIMlA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andak Rafid's 40++ Birthday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUek1woKCF0AABWhcB81/Fri-30aug-6.JPG?et=fbZX03peeiBaKmB9RqIKWQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My dear Friend, Azlin Abbas (Left) 30th Birthday.. Who is now in HKG on Business Trip&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUerVgoKCF0AAB23ljA1/YBday-7C.JPG?et=qNOplHXH%2BVVOLEvH%2CpYjTA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And, Yazid's 38th Birthday celebration yesterday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nadiah and me had a celebration planned out since few weeks back. I had my working day swapped and Yazid took a day leave for all of us to spend some quality time together..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We started our day since 12noon, I got ready when he called as they were on their way to fetch me at 11am! Unfortunately, there was a masive jam at ECP in which I waited almost an hour before they arrived.. We went for lunch at Sakura - City Hall area, its Nadiah's favourite.. (mine too actually..).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After lunch, since the Ayah promise the boy that we gonna bowl, he kept insisting on it even when we having lunch.. Nabil was so moody since morning according to Nadiah.. Woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something.. heeheh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUeoLQoKCF0AADiyMmY1/YBday-4C.JPG?et=L1OOPFliGsly5hIOEpGXKQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUeoggoKCF0AAEYTT1A1/YBday-10C.JPG?et=XV8RtF%2BtS5dHqSX6mfPojg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I bought the movie tickets first, we were watching Bolt at Marina Square at 4.45pm.. We have lots of time to bowl since its just next door!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had dinner at Simpang Bedok, after so much negotiation and merajuk's of Nadiah and the Ayah.. (oopps.. sorry!) It feels like having 4 children to take care off! Aduh! At least everyone end the day happy. Thats most important..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUerwQoKCF0AACb7-F81/YBday-11C.JPG?et=4lhENX1C7LwbsSEahxdeag&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We all had too much enjoyment, end the day at almost 10pm. Everyone was tired, too tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had the most occuppied day spend. Delighted! How I have to work 2 days straight.. Before my next off on Thursday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next, we'll have to settle the kids school stuff before the school re-open in less than 2 weeks. Am I like a On-The- Mother- Training or what? haahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2147107121940368851?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2147107121940368851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2147107121940368851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2147107121940368851' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3214165164297199</id><published>2008-12-11T05:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:08:03.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down with flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I guess the Flu has been waiting to 'attack' me when the whole family was down with it. Even more Yazid was on MC last week due to flu and cough. He end up passing it to Nabil and Nadiah instead..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I lost when the cough hit me badly, especially when I felt the bleed taste when I swallow.. Yucks! I had to visit the doctor. True enough, my throat was badly sore and inflamed. I was on 2nd half day MC yesterday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At least I had another day to rest today. Feeling much better.. Yazid called me every hour to check if I'm ok. Thank You, you...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had to cancel the outing with Nadiah and Naqiyah. I should get better for the Monday's outing instead..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday's Fida's Birthday and also her Wedding Anniversary with Juhari..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Got to Go..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3214165164297199?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3214165164297199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3214165164297199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3214165164297199' title='down with flu'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4918988662961069851</id><published>2008-12-06T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T11:26:12.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home and Away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The week has been occuppied with entertaining people. Attending to guest at home, busy spending time with family and love ones.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last Friday, I was out with Yazid to Vivo. We've been going to Vivo this days, ever since Nadiah told him, "Ayah, Vivo is Aunty Noris's fav place tau!" I like when we both just sit down and talk about things, everything after spending time at dinner. It really helps to clear things if there are doubt not clarified. I'm beginning to learn and know Yazid even better now. Things that I never knew that happen in his life. We still talk about how I left without saying a word 15years back and all that...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last weekend, we had a family makan session at Restu Tampines. Jojo has asked all of us out dinner with Fidz, Mak and Ayah, Raudz and Me. Jojo had asked Yazid and the kids along, however they had prior plan and so they couldnt make it. But we made video calls to each other..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So just last Wednesday, 3rd December 2008, Fidz departed for Haj trip together with the medical team. Doakan dia selamat and sihat menjalan kan tugas nya di sana, Amin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STntYAoKCF0AACYGDrE1/NM000.jpg?et=LMdrrDk7bD1%2C4GHkVkRpXQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We all send her to the airport that day. Jojo came slightly later because he had to attend course and sit for an exam the week after. Yazid came to the Terminal to send Fidz off as well. That was Yazid's 1st time meeting Mama, Mak Uda and Mak Adik. Cousin Mala and Azmi was here too, well they are no stranger to him because the 4 of us were working in the same roof more than 10 years back. Thanks for the kind words Mala, Doa for us, Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyone fall ill after sending Fidz to the airport.. Raudz and Ayah already lose their voices and start coughing. Later that night, Yazid lost his voice and the fever came back, followed by Tok down with Flu and cough. I was feeling uncomfortable already, get myself some Vitamin C and Panadol Flu Max! Sedia kan Payung sebelum hujan hahah... And last night, my cough gets harder. And so as Mak's.. Everyone is not well. I hope Fidz doing good there Insya ALLAH.. And hope Jojo's sihat too.. Kesian dia sorang sorang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nabil's down with fever too, yesterday I just heard Nadiah coughing as well.. Semua orang sakit lah.. macam mana nak Raya ni?? heehehe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, we're invited to Safia's Savanah BBQ. I hope the kids are well so they can be there as well.. Insya ALLAH..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My swap off has been approve for 15 Dec, Monday. So as Yazid's AL..The girls has plan lined up. Let them plan it, and the Ayah drive us..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its Raya on Monday.. Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4918988662961069851?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4918988662961069851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4918988662961069851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4918988662961069851' title='Home and Away..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-725730067047760471</id><published>2008-11-27T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:28:23.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe, Faith and Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was in the situation where I am 'di dalam pertimbangan'. At one point, as there were too many voices telling me what I should do, I had to keep myself away from those voices because I was totally 'hilang pertimbangan'. I had to put myself together and start thinking for myself instead of other. I set my priorities right and get back on track...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alhamdulliah, all that has been solve and rectified. I believe in faith.. No matter how you want it to be, if you faith is strong and you believe things happen for a reason, good or bad, it just happens.. At the end of the day, its all 'keputusan aku sendiri..' I hope everyone respect my decision just like how Mak believe in me..  Segala gerak kan datang dari naluri seorang ibu. She knows me better than any other person, Doa ibu itu di makbulkan ALLAH, insya ALLAH.. Amin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The week has been wonderful and great. It really improve the whole situtation. I'm glad that we talk about it, clear the air and make it better. Communication is as important that any other thing. And I like it settle there and then and you will not have the grudge between each other..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I made a Video call to Y 2 days ago, its was so hilarious.. haahaha.. We both we so 'jakun', it was his 1st video call and we end up laughing non stop.. He said it was raining heavily in the east. I said, its so bright and sunny here at Kallang.. So I made the call, "hey you checking on me eh? haahaha..." It gets addictive followed by a few more V-calls, gosh! Oh I so Love the technology.. But not too much of video call, concern the charges and bill goes up the ceilling!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its almost at the end of the year. How fast the time flies... Every year I will asked myself, what have I achieve for the year? What have you done, cause things in life, relationship, job.. ALL should gets better. Duniawi and Ukhawi.. All have to bertambah. I'm not a saint lah kan, but you should admit your mistake, cause you can ALWAYS lie to people, but you can lie to yourself. When its your fault, you should say, "Its MY mistake" but not "OUR mistake". There is NO OUR in this case.. Dont blame it on others..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Key words here are: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rule 1: No Lie or even Excuses - We HAVE practice Honesty.. It hurts, but you just need to know the whole truth, nothing but the truth!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rule 2. No Secret - We dont keep it from each other.. Even almost EVERYThing.. Yes again, it hurts, but Its for the best of everything..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok for now! Adios..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-725730067047760471?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/725730067047760471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/725730067047760471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#725730067047760471' title='Believe, Faith and Hope'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5863826427763619092</id><published>2008-11-25T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:27:16.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Hitched</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've receive a wedding invitation from my sec sch classmate Foaad.. Congrats to him. We'll see you 27th December 2008.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm extremely shocked to receive an email from a best pal in KL. He's requesting for my address to send invitation card! I had to call him, I had to asked "you jangan main main eh? Betul ke tidak ni?" He is one of those guy friend who never BELIEVE in getting married... I think! sorry you bloody chendol! But I'm glad, extremely delighted to hear that coming from him. I bluntly said,"ya lah dulu aku nak kau, kau tak nak dgn aku..." hahaha... I dont know, if I can make it on the 20th December 2008 to KL.. Congrats Bro, Finally!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had our kenduri at my place over the weekend. Alhamdulliah it turn out good. Its just a family gathering.. Doa for Fidz - Norafida bte Ismail that she's save departing to Mekah and arrive back home too.. Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fourteen years back, I remembered this date. It was a Faithful Friday, back in 1994. I know pretty well what day it was, and what was going on that evening. I told Nya' I do not want to go home straight after work. That late afternoon, we sat down at Changi Beach instead. Watching the airplane passes by over our head. We start counting the flight and guess what airline it is.. As the plane passes by, it leaves a loud sound and I scream cause I bet no one can hear me.. That was the faithful date when Y had his Solemization.. The day he Nikah. I clearly remembered that.. But I never attend it, never want to be there watching you Dear!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yet again, I still feel that its all about Jodoh. If its meant to be then it is.. Yes or No its still up to HIM to decide. We can plan it, but still its all up to HIM.. I can only hope for the best for me... Amin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Racun itu pahit! Just hope I dont have to swallow it anymore.. Never!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;lastly.. Happy Birthday Raudz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5863826427763619092?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5863826427763619092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5863826427763619092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5863826427763619092' title='Getting Hitched'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7096402410981690173</id><published>2008-11-18T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:17:32.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space for Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alhamdulliah, ALLAH telah membuka jalan and memberi pertunjuk di atas semua kebenaran. Aku bersyukur kerana kuat menghadapi nya.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The space is there for all changes and amendments. I believe that things happends for a reason. And I will always be here for you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyone makes mistakes, its a matter of how you want it amended.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will still be here, but you need to give me the time...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My faith is with you, Always!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7096402410981690173?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7096402410981690173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7096402410981690173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7096402410981690173' title='Space for Changes'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8950734322354453663</id><published>2008-11-10T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:06:16.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back track..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been in touch with my Sec School mates this days. Been viewing the old time pictures, seriously right, it looks so 'kental' hahaha.. I've been trying to peel of those pictures from my old paste album but I'm concern that I might tear it off.. That will be even worst.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I woke up this morning, feeling good about things. With so much positive vibes around me. Yesterday's conversation with a friend really makes me open my mind thru a lot of things. We talk about anything under the sun. I wasnt really close to this friend back in school. No doubt, we talk beside saying the usual Hi and Bye, but we didnt really share anything personal. People SHOULD change over the years, but if that person remain the same even after more than 10 years then something is not right some where.. Seriously! With all that everyone gone thru, you should change, either in looks.. most of the guys, after they got married, they either grow side ways or lost of hair hahah.. The ladies, after married, you either put on more after given birth or otherwise. If you remind the same, in appearance and also in thinking and character, then I am wondering why! So you either change for the better or opposite..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There were so much memories back in school. Not forgetting the crushes I had with this person and that person. There were also people who refuse to speak to me at all knowing I like them. They dont feeling flattered at all. Well I'm a clear cut 'selengeh' looking k heehehe.. How could anyone possibly be attracted to me, oh gosh. Its a laughing matter, thinking back, never feel kecik hati at all. But its a most wonderful memories that I can tell my children one day haahahaa..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just like what my friend said, all this make one stronger. No doubt wiser, its all part of life. SO Grow up and MOVE ON! It not like we are living in the teens anymore. Its time to make decision and plan, whats best for you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am so into going back on memory lane..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8950734322354453663?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8950734322354453663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8950734322354453663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#8950734322354453663' title='back track..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7479952690747124554</id><published>2008-11-09T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:32:56.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything but Anuar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRZHdwoKCF0AAGBT4EE1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZHdwoKCF0AAGBT4EE1/NM003.jpg?et=FFcchB3CaGDcvw5afuwf%2Cg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On impulsive act, I bought a the 2nd highest price tickets to Anuar Zain's Concert. Ayah suggested that Mak go along with me to enjoy the moment. The decision about going was only made on Thursday at 5pm. Went online, Ayah handed the his card and book them! And that evening, went to collect them.  &lt;p&gt;Honestly, I knew it very very very well, that if I didnt get to go I will be at home thinking "must miss lagu itu and lagu ini." However, I'm sad that Nya' couldnt come with me. She miss ALL of those shows with Anuar. Takpe Nya' kalau ALLAH izinkan, sampai bila bila pun akan ada pertemuan nya.. Just remember the moment on the phone with him few years back Nya', that will make you feel real goooood...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So there I was with Mak, left home after Maghrib to Esplanade. Feeling excited, at the same time I know that I will meet people. There were some who claim that they will SURE meet me...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I sing along to ALL the songs, the opening of Keabadian Cinta, then somewhere in the middle was Permata and at the end were Teman Terulung. That really reminded me to Nazrah, I keep telling Mak, "ni lagu Naz, Mak."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;PlayPause is responsible for all the Creative Flyers &amp; souvenior Programme.. WELL DONE PlayPause! Syabas.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZJfAoKCF0AAA1ekyA1/anuarEsplanade8Nov08.gif?et=aawsYtjCcAcRRC3hGvEaUQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The crowd was a bit noise, I was expecting to 'tangkap feel' listening to the slow numbers just like how i listen to them over MP3 when you're feeling down.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The usual people are still as faithful as us, Diana, Gee, Tini and a few more of those from our previous Hang Out Raya Gang. I'm sure Zee and Wan will feel the warm that Anuar given when he meet the person, he will make you feel important. Then you will keep coming and coming..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok, enough of that. Today there are wedding and kenduri to attend.. On a different note, I'm feeling slightly better and calmer, Alhamdulliah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Enjoy the reminding of a wonderful Sunday!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through out the WHOLE show, my mind and heart was somewhere else. You never left my heart, trust me.. I'm sorry Abang. This is for you..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="180" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="50%" bgcolor="#955637"&gt; &lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="1" width="100%" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanya Milikmu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aku tak salahkan hatimu, &lt;br&gt;Bila harap itu tak ada, &lt;br&gt;Tak relakan bila terjadi, &lt;br&gt;hanya waktu yang tentukan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ku ingin kuatkan hatimu (setiamu), &lt;br&gt;Yakin ku hanyalah milikmu, &lt;br&gt;Besar cintaku tak berubah, &lt;br&gt;Walau kini rasa itu luluhkan hatimu. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;c/o &lt;br&gt;Ku hanya milik mu, &lt;br&gt;Coba kau rasa yakinnya hatiku, &lt;br&gt;Meski kau tinggalkan, &lt;br&gt;Masih ku milikmu, &lt;br&gt;Mengertikah bila cinta ini, &lt;br&gt;Tak akan pernah sedikit pun pudar, &lt;br&gt;Selain untuk mu (untuk mu). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ku harapkan hanya padamu, &lt;br&gt;Ketulusan ini nanti kan ku jalani, &lt;br&gt;Tetap ku milikmu, &lt;br&gt;Mengertikah bila cinta ini, &lt;br&gt;Memang tak pernah sedikit pun pudar, &lt;br&gt;Selain untuk mu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7479952690747124554?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7479952690747124554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7479952690747124554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7479952690747124554' title='Anything but Anuar!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8765846878582962096</id><published>2008-11-06T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:33:57.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pantai dah berubah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Something has gone wrong... Test been more challenging. I'm going thru another test in life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am able to take it calmly, yet again, if its meant to be then its meant to be..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ALLAH menentukan segalanya, Hanya dia yang tahu apa yang kita Tidak ketahui. Kebenaran akan terbukit kelak Insya ALLAH. Setiap sesuatu itu terjadi ada hikmah nya. Aku Redha akan ketentuan nya. Segala nya datang dari NYA.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doakan agar Aku lebih kuat menghadapi segala nya ini. Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8765846878582962096?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8765846878582962096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8765846878582962096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#8765846878582962096' title='pantai dah berubah..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7462805577741061480</id><published>2008-11-04T06:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:48:01.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There are things in life that you know very well that you’re not willing to let go off. You still hold on to those things from the past and ponder over it wonder why this and why that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lately I had the time to myself, sitting down somewhere quiet and peaceful, re think about things and considering over matter if I’m at the right path. I use to do that a lot especially when I’m feeling confuse over things and time some time to myself. I did that on a lovely Saturday afternoon at Clarke Quay (near Moulana Mosque) spending more than an hour there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I went all the way back 10years back, thinking what has happen to people from the past. Hope he is doing fine with his family, if he has another child already. His daughter must have already 5years old right now. Ya, he was my first love.. Was he? I was 26yrs old that time.. Then I recall back, the person I thought was my 1st love, actually he was not.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was someone else back when I was 21yrs old! It was Y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I received THE wedding invitation last Saturday, sms the Groom thanking him for the invitation. I said, glad that you met your ‘jodoh’ not knowing that the person is so near to you all this while. He replied back, “she was the person who initiate and persuade me to get to know you when you 1st join us back then.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;That night, on the phone with Y. Before even I get to tell Y about it, he already sense it. He said to me last night, “I think He still thinks of you..” Alah, I baru nak story what he said to me, you already said that.. No lah, come on, he must be greatful that there is someone who appreciate him more not like I do. I know its not easy to forget whats in the past. I’m sorry, I’ve cause all the hurt.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I will doakan the best for him, Insya ALLAH.. He will has a the new challenge, an instant Teenage Daughter.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I thought that I’ll be asked to attend a conference this Friday, to help out in the event. Unfortunately (or fortunately) I don’t have to go, but then, I’ll be all alone in the office when all my ‘gangs’ going away half day. Then I will have to lunch alone… But I know I dont have to stay late and going home alone from the jauh venue the held it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I just got a called, I've got people telling me things. But its alright, I do not wish to jump into conclusion. Back to what I said time and again, If it happens, then it happens lah.. Biarlah Takdir menentukan. HE know what the best for hamba2 nya. Its ok to listen to things, but open you mind and absorb it. Then you know how to act on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I love my off day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7462805577741061480?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7462805577741061480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7462805577741061480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7462805577741061480' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4478553643177738472</id><published>2008-10-31T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:57:08.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Gathering.. Quality Time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last Sunday was my 2nd cousin, Tura's wedding. The family is staying the opposite block to us. Just like how I predicted, my mom's cousin come over to visit Tok who is just next door to us. We were at the wedding venue since Saturday. Even though there was not much 'rewang' to do, but the presence of the extended family gathering was already happening. I had to forgo the open house invitation by Julyani that same Sunday because I was more concern about the relative coming over to our place..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On Monday - Divali PH, I have made prior plans with Y to bring the kids out. I also suggested going to the Zoo during the school holidays. Didnt know that Y told the kids that WE are all going to the Zoo on Monday. Naqiyah sms me asking, "aunty Noris, are we going to the Zoo on Monday?" Told her have to discuss it with Ayah as yet. The plan was, if we are going to the Zoo, I was going to ask Zaf to assist on free passes at least we can save some entrance tickets. Y spend almost $100 for 5 of us including the tramp ride.. "$92!" Mak datuk! Lemah lutut when I heard the cashier said the amount.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQsNxAoKCF0AABAcL541/IMG-0924cpy.JPG?et=UsS%2BHXGbp3Jpwdwq6C%2CYKg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I knew very well that Y will never thought of food, I have it all plan before hand. Mak help me with Roti John and I fried some epok2 and fish nuggets for the kids. Dah nama nya budak, mesti lah cepat lapar kan.. I remind myself to buy drinks at Cheers or 7eleven. Dah agak mesti lupa, we had to make do with buying drink at the push cart at $2 for a bottle of coke. Lemah lagi aku.. Mahal. Duit abis macam air!&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQsOTAoKCF0AABqkayE1/IMG-0934cpy.JPG?et=IWM52224k5lX3fAC%2Bjd5bA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was raining at almost 3pm. Alhamdulliah, Y bought the tickets with tramp ride or else we will have to walk in the rain.. Drove back home, on the way, Y stop at Masjid Tempatan Sembawang to sempurnakan the fee for his korban this year. My 1st time at the Mosque, it was rather remote, but it looks really kampung around the area. I met my cousin Isham who is attending to the drama shooting with the Local Artist. Y said, it was for Raya Haji drama..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really enjoy the day, so were the kids. Nadiah and Naqiyah indeed enjoy themselves that day. So as Nabil..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow, we will be gathering at Angah's place at Riverina View. They are having kenduri for their Departure for Haj and I clearly remembered its Haris and Angah's birthday tomorrow.. There will be more kenduri and more wedding in the coming weeks.. There will be Shariff cucu Tok Ngah's wedding on the 9th Nov. I hope I should be expecting a wedding invitation (that I've been waiting for) on the 16th Nov, Jumari will be getting married. He has sms me last week. I told him, I'll be coming with my Partner! haahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My 2nd sister Norafida, will be departing for Haj this 3rd December Insya ALLAH. Please send some Doa for her, hope she is in good health and be back home save. She will be going alone, departing with the MUIS medical team. Alhamdulliah, she got selected a few months back after a few hundred of them attended the interview.. We will be having a kenduri for her at out place soon too, insya ALLAH..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been going thru some test in life. But I'm handling it well, Alhamdulliah. Thank you to those who give me logical feedback and comments. It really knock some sense onto me. Two (or more) heads is better than ONE!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have a good weekend Ahead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4478553643177738472?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4478553643177738472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4478553643177738472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4478553643177738472' title='Family Gathering.. Quality Time..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4398709124688008011</id><published>2008-10-23T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:53:11.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silent annoucement..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you dont get invited Noris, dont be dishearten. Its alright.. There must be a reason why you're not in the invitation list. Perhaps, it will make that 'luka lama berdarah kembali kot?" hehehe.. Ok I'm trying to console myself. I've people telling me that they got invited but I been telling them, No tak dapat pun...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I've been bumping into old airport friend this days especially when I'm out with Mak or other friends. But so far when I'm out with Y, we didnt meet any of OUR old colleagues anywhere. Maybe, its was not time yet. ALLAH belum izinkan.. So when I meet this people, I will tell Y. The best part was, when he met this people at work, he will asked or talk about it. Most of them knew about us being together the last time. So when they heard about us getting back together NOW, they get very surprise about it. I'm glad that Y is ready to tell them about us 'patching back' thats what he always tell them. "Dia tunggu kau lah Y!" That was what they said to him. I didnt wait for him eh, I dont want people getting the wrong idea all together that I've remain single all this years and I'm like 'right here waiting'. Please eh, I move on after we broke up. I meet and date and got engaged before anyway. Well, I should give credit to Y for telling them about us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had an exchange sms with a close friend. Telling me that I SHOULD consider the feeling of Y's kids making sure that they agree with me being with their Ayah. So far things are going fine, but we are working things out. I remembered Y's sentence everytime we talk about things.. he always said to me, his children comes first and thats his priority. To me, anything that has to do with th children or his Abah I will hve no objection. If any plans has to be cancelled because of this people, I have no said about it. Oh yes and work to.. If work calls, I am the last on the list too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok well said, I'm so in the mood to clear things up. Not TRYING to make people agree with me, but need people to understand me. I know not everyone agrees to my idea of having to accept someone new like Y who is a father of 3. But to me, as long as my parents agree, my dearest Atok likes Y, my family accepted it then I will go ahead with it. At the same time, the Doa's are most important in what ever you do. I will follow my heart and the sign that I get thru prayers, the rest just follows...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nadiah just got her results, she sms her Ayah that she'll be in Sec 2 Normal Academic next year, Alhamdulliah. Congrats Darling.. You need to work harder next year..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok enough said.. Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4398709124688008011?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4398709124688008011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4398709124688008011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4398709124688008011' title='silent annoucement..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8110397497626419900</id><published>2008-10-21T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:24:30.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Our visiting is almost done... I think! Actually right, Raya visiting will never never end. Trust me. Probably I suggest you guys continue them over Raya Haji instead heheh.. Its still Raya anyway.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP2jWAoKCF0AAGKRRBc1/IMG-0863.JPG?et=G%2CPJ9HigRyWSTmj%2BKs5FGA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nya' Nurul &amp; Me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP2jfwoKCF0AAG65tVc1/IMG-0873.JPG?et=Nuyiv%2Bb5eLBfdXuQx1hzAg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nya's husband, Mansor &amp; kids Aqim and Syirah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, I had some guest over last Sunday. Nothing special, just some old friend gather for lunch. The reason for it was to get some old friend to meet up after so long. Nya' Nurul and family came over, at the same time I had Y came along with the kids. Nya' have not met Y ever since we last single and left our Airport days. So its gonna be the 1st time after 14years..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP2jzAoKCF0AAG5KqWY1/NM004.jpg?et=CmfL1t0YTYZQxBL7Wcvtfg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Myself, Raudha, Nadiah and Naqiyah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SP2jpwoKCF0AAG6YrKA1/IMG-0885.JPG?et=Pb74kaZHSIqB3U3udMStxw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And they make friends, Nadiah, Naqiyah, my cousin Liyana and Jannah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3 more friends(&amp; family) couldnt make it due to some last minute family situations. But its ok, there is always next time, Insya ALLAH.. Things are unavoidable.. My cousins Dier and Zaf came over as well. Kak Liza, Andak and the kids where there as well. I invited Chandra as well. Makasih for the cupcakes and the kerudung cantik itu Mbak heheh..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm just super lucky cause the PH seems to fall on my working days. I've went thru the calender, only Christmas falls on my off day. But its alright.. I'm asking Y to plan something for the Divali PH this monday. School holidays coming, I've already thinking on what to plan for the holidays.. Zoo visit will be great isn't it? Weddings are also lining up like 3-4 wedding invitation per week. We be having a relative's wedding this weekend and the live just opposite us. We can practically wave to each other across our blocks.. There's gonna be another family gathering again.. Trust me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I heard another old friend of our getting married this weekend as well. Didnt know that He got divorce few year back or something.. I remembered this friend ever told Y back 15years ago why is he going out with me when he know that there was another suitors aftering me. hahaha.. Y told him, "well best man wins lah." And now the other suitor is getting married in a month time..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank you for all the concern by my last entry. Nothing serious actually, but that I was surprise to be the last to know. But its ok, I've manage to get it all under control, Alhamdulliah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have just purchase some dresses from Luuvely.. I'm excited to get it via my mailbox and wear it soon hahah.. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8110397497626419900?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8110397497626419900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8110397497626419900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8110397497626419900' title='Visiting..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2465404505087655800</id><published>2008-10-18T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:22:29.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shocked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was surprise to heard it, didnt expect it to come. But its a good news Alhamdulliah. I suddenly turn emotional.. The thought of being separated it sad. Suddenly I felt left out.. That was only when I got another shocking one as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know I where I stand, I cant afford it. If I cant even manage myself, then I have every reason not to be included. So in which, I'm going do be all myself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I never like to plan things, I just dont dare to imagine things anymore. If things happens, then it happens. I believe that if its meant to be, then it is. Even up to this day, I never like to hear promises. You can promise me the world, but I will only believe when the time comes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SO now, what is going to happen next? I'm not to sure. Cause even a proper prepared event, can just called off just like that.. It all up to HIM.. Whatever will be, will be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2465404505087655800?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2465404505087655800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2465404505087655800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2465404505087655800' title='shocked!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8119830769817465242</id><published>2008-10-16T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:04:03.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anger management...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Flaming with anger, dissapointed for not telling the whole truth about things. Lie was created to save other but the blame gets into another. And you... you just kept quite without defending the whole truth. Dont fancy that style, its educating the youngesters to tell a lie. Dont blame them if they 'kelentong' you in the end cause you just show them how to do it. Dont know if you're fully ready to begin a new commitment. Or just to scared that the whole bomb shell will hurt the other..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was out with Nadia on Tuesday. We get to spend time just the two of us. So much things was shared until 'tak terkutip' all the stories that came to me. I know there were things that I was not told, and not forgetting those that I already knew all along. Overall, I just like this bubbly lady cause I see so much of me in her! I think that was how Za think of me when I tell her stories and she just let me continue telling them..  Well then, I met her at Tampines MRT, then we took the train to Bugis. Had our lunch at Banquet Raffles and later we headed to Bugis Street to jalan jalan. I was actually looking for a pair of shades, got them and at the same time bought a grey color shoe. Decided to continue the window shopping at Tampines Mall, she called the Ayah telling him that she want to get her ear pierce (and thats when she got into trouble for doing that, I'm sorry again, I'm responsible for it!). I just realise that she do not have any piercing at all. We scout for one at one of the jewellery store, but it was too expensive. Suddenly recall that they have such service at 77th Street, I asked the lady if its save and if the studs are sensitive free and all that stuff. Nadia got worried if it will hurt her badly.. But the lady manage to distract her and she didnt know that it was coming at all.. hahah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We left after the piercing, I send her to Simei MRT, in which we say our goodbyes. I notice a familiar people, husband and wife, near that, to only realise it was Y and my ex colleagues from the Airport days. They notice that I was walking with this girl so seem familiar as well. And later I had to announce that I'm dating Y now and they said "Ohh... bagus lah.." I hope they dont tell 'the whole world' in the Airport!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm super enjoying the Ayam Penyet new branch at Raffles Place Banquet. The original branch at Marine Parade area, has been my favourite since it tried it some two years ago. Edy, the boss, was at the new branch yesterday. Guess he didnt recall me at all lah kan.. But dont care lah, ayam penyet kat sedap tu yg important! I'm craving for it again and again.. You will have to be there early to beat the lunch hour crowd.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am glad that I get to be in touch with Shyreen back again. I'm glad that even when I lost her correct mobile number, she has manage to look for mine and sms me on 1st week of Raya. Alhamdulliah.. I'm so glad that I found her back..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its already October, and in less than 3 mths we will be in the year 2009. Yet again, you'll hve to think back what have you accomplished for this year. What have you done, and what you have not do. Have you gain some or lose some. There is so much things in going thru my head.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes you can always say, "dah lah jangan fikir kan sangat.." Of course you will have to think about it. Things are bound to happen, its a matter of how you take and handle it..  I'm tired, seriously. I leave it all up to HIM, What ever will be, will be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8119830769817465242?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8119830769817465242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8119830769817465242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8119830769817465242' title='anger management...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8497633293658234726</id><published>2008-10-09T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:57:20.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Raya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was Nabil's birthday just few days before Raya. I'm glad he likes the CupCake that I got from Chandra..&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO3@iwoKCF0AAG8wRWc1/IMG-0625.JPG?et=5OjLA06qRZv36XQ9SB%2C1iA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO3@8QoKCF0AAAbVzLw1/28092008090.jpg?et=tL7iTcyh%2CTEwhUmjvXRm%2Cg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SO3@iwoKCF0AAG8wRWc1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alhamdulliah, Raya has been awesome. There was so much 'happening'...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It has been an emotional malam Raya. Eventhough, I probably will not feel the same way as other, it will definately be an emotional one. You can say or pujuk too much when someone's feeling very sad. The only thing you can say was, "jgn lupa doakan Dia."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pagi Raya, started with Solat Aidilfitri at Masjid Hj Salleh. Later on, we headed home for a nice breakfast of Ketupat with Sambal Satay and Rendang. So much about loosing weight for the whole of Ramadhan then you had those oily stuff on Pagi Raya.. Gosh, my tummy just couldnt take it any longer. I had stomachache a few days after that. The tummy not use to it as yet.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO35OAoKCF0AAE0SLBM1/IMG-0630.JPG?et=xonZDWfW3uRyaSfiZbAe5A&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Waited for the rest of the family to come over in the afternoon. Thats the best part of Raya. Attending to the guest, as usual ever since we shift next to Tok, we didnt get to jalan Raya at all.. I only get to go to Ayah Angah place the usual last house on 1st day Raya..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO35YwoKCF0AAFokfmU1/IMG-0655.JPG?et=0SJl0LDraMXc5H3e6MoAlw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO35jwoKCF0AAFn5e0I1/IMG-0648.JPG?et=po3wyxJIN1GIBCbx2dmAhw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was still off from work on 2nd day Raya. Decided to continue the Puasa. We only started our Raya back over the weekend.. Went to visit on the East area on Sunday, lucky we get to tumpang Bapak Rahim and Andak's car. Most of the time if i visited Bapak Rahim's place, its a ritual to singgah next door. Its been over 6 years since I last see him. It was a shocked.. I'm glad it actually tested how I felt about things. The only person on my mind was Y at that time. I have learn to let go of things, Alhamdulliah. I manage to face it and be cool about it. I called Y right after that, telling Y that I met him after so long. He asked what was on my mind and how do I feel about meeting him. I said, "dah takde feeling ah.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Raya is the only time to meet people, which you've meet like once a year. And its probably the only time to seek forgiveness in any case you make any mistake intentional or not intentional. At the same time, you might never know if you'll meet the next Raya. But when your presence was not welcome, its only right that you get on you feel and 'belah' ah apa lagi.. Its sad that things happen that way. It was more than just that actually, but it was too malu to tell. I just pray that we'll become someone who dont bare grudges to other, be more forgiving and accept reality.. Amin..&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO3-YwoKCF0AAAn39Gk1/IMG-0717.JPG?et=LrciTt2mGiCPuc15yHvjAw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I only get to meet Y on Friday, after his solat Jumaat, it was just for a while. I was on half day MC, like I said earlier, by tummy just cannot accept food at 3 meals a day. I should maintain my weight actually hehehe.. Its back to meeting like once or twice a week again. But I'm glad Ramadhan has been great for both of us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've ended my Puasa 6 just today. So at least, I'll get to lunch with my colleagues tmrw.. Someone is concious that people been saying the weight has increase. It was out of my mind to hear that someone is out to the gym! haahaha.. I cannot believe it. Actually I kind of envy, I wish I can go back to the gym for some work out. Jealouse seh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its another Jalan Raya over this weekend. I think everyone will start Jalan Raya this weekend as well, cause some Sec Sch children has ended their exams, so as those sitting for PSLE..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till then..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8497633293658234726?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8497633293658234726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8497633293658234726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8497633293658234726' title='Its Raya..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8402277422819080404</id><published>2008-09-27T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:34:11.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Hari Raya Aidil Fitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOD0uwoKCF0AACV3f9w1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOD0uwoKCF0AACV3f9w1/Hari-Raya-2.gif?et=A4%2Cs5dLXy3aKbfCha6zBTw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ramadhan Berlalu, Syawal Menjelma..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dengan Ingatan Tulus Ikhlas,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dengan Kerendahan Diri,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mohon Maaf Zahir &amp; Batin,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Di atas setiap Kesalahan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Salam Aidil Fitri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8402277422819080404?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8402277422819080404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8402277422819080404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8402277422819080404' title='Salam Hari Raya Aidil Fitri'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8454886759494158353</id><published>2008-09-23T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:36:10.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We are only a week away. Remember being excited when Raya's drew near. So much things to look forward to.. As you grew older, that feeling of excited grew lesser. Especially when the last 10 days of Puasa, you feel that its the time is gets shorter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a splendid weekend. My Saturday has been the most meaningful thing that any other day. Eventhough time was limited, but it really worthwhile. I really miss the boy more since that day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still have not clear up my room heheeh.. I'll wait till the last minute perhaps.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got a shocking news yesterday evening, my dear friend found out her husband chating on the net with some woman. According to her this is not her 1st or 2nd encounter. She had it, made a harsh move by asking him to get out of home. I told her dont act thru anger, think of the consequences. She choose to go on seperate ways for the mean time. I told her dont think of negativity, think of a solution to the problem. If there's a need to see a consultant, then she should.. I just hope for the best, my doa's with you..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Glad to hear my friend has given birth to a baby Boy, Congrats to you. Alhamdulliah, even after a week in the hospital and a long labour wait..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Got to Go..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8454886759494158353?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8454886759494158353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8454886759494158353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8454886759494158353' title='Counting Days..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5027134866440162764</id><published>2008-09-20T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:33:30.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Days more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Didnt realise how fast the time flies, we are already on the 20th Day of Puasa.. I've not miss any day yet, Alhamdulliah. It has been a beautiful Ramadhan for me this year, Alhamdulliah and glad it brings happiness into someone's life and make it better.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was off from work on Monday and Tuesday, had to work 3 days straight from Wednesday to Friday. I then realise how tiring it can be working 3 days in a row. Too much 'lemak' cause didnt get to work full time in a longest time. And too much 'lemak' for Y, MC for a week, he indeed enjoy having to be away from the usual hectic work week. Well back to work on Monday my dear. He's getting much much better, only the swelling on the knee makes him uncomfortable to bend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had my work review just last few days, it was not really something pleasant to hear. But I guess its all due to me losing focus when listening to instruction or getting those numbers right. So I just have to back up if I want to continue working. I mention being comfortable working 3 days a week. I'm hopng for the best cause its all up to me to decide what is best.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Ayah read the blog, didnt clear the cache. The Daughter saw the link at the history, view and read it, know what is going on. All due to the Ayah's fault not clearing the history. And yesterday, the Daughter read the Ayah's sms when the phone msg alert was on. The Ayah's charging the phone, the Daughter giggle reading it. Nothing mushy was written, "I'm leaving for Masjid, walking with Mak and Ayah" except for the jargon the Ayah and SMS sending call each other. I think the Daughter told the Grandma, Ayah gets into trouble or not??? heehehe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I didnt see my cousin's for the whole time Puasa was on. But earlier Kak Liza called saying they having Buka at our place today. Glad such a plan being decided, misses Nabilah anyway..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just completed helping Ayah painted the wall at our hall Lime Green! This has been our 3rd year at our new place. So we should do some changes this year. We are kind of relax this year. Mak didnt really cook so much, we just eat anything simple for Buka or Sahur. We dont want the food goes to a waste. Most of the time, its just 1 lauk or Bubur Masjid, or Mee Hoon Goreng. And thats it. Kueh? I just went with Mak 2 Tuesdays ago and buy them at Raja Kueh. Only next week, Mak will probably be making Kueh Tart and Makmur just for us. We made Cornflakes and that it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I seriously got to do a final kemas in my room. Tomorrow perhaps... Tengok lah hehehe... Just did a bilas of my baju kurung that I just bought few weeks back. Already plan on what to wear on 1st day or the other jalan raya outfits. And already got the tudung ready, cause thats important.. Other than that, dah.. its just as sederhana as any other Raya.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whats important now is the last 10 days of Puasa, and I hope I will not have to miss Terawih for this few days. The only chance to panjat kan doa whatever that you wish for it to be. Insya ALLAH..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just hope my dear friend who's been warded since Monday gets in labour soon, and everything is fine with her Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is another weekend to go before Raya comes.. The time is so fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5027134866440162764?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5027134866440162764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5027134866440162764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5027134866440162764' title='Ten Days more..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5971733540739113422</id><published>2008-09-15T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:40:08.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syukur..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was raining heavily in the morning. Monday, as usual, is my working day.. as usual, sms Y telling him I'm leaving for work. I said, "ride carefully, its raining.." that was 8.10am.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I didnt receive his reply, I thought maybe he's on the way to work. The MRT was supper crowded this morning, I had to let 3 train passes me. I end up taking the train at 8.25am. Reach Raffles place MRT, I just realise I had a call from Y. I was shocked to hear that he met with an accident on the way to work. Fortunately, he manage to speak to me. But we didnt get to talk for long. I decided to take the day off, told Bren, I will come back to work tmrw instead. Impulsive act, took the train all the way to Simei. But he's doing ok, back home injured his right knee and bruises on both hands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not long, I reach home, helping Mak with kueh cornflakes (sempat!). I got an sms from Teeba that my close friend Nur Aini's father's just passes on. Al-Fatihah to Md Yat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm leaving to visit Aini at Bedok with Suzana..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Syukur Y's is save. I manage to make coffee for him yesterday when he requested me to make one after terawih!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5971733540739113422?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5971733540739113422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5971733540739113422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5971733540739113422' title='syukur..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2563632963530782315</id><published>2008-09-14T05:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:21:16.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two weeks to Puasa, Continue all those Doa's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have not been meeting any of my cousins, CCK or SAV. Everyone's busy with Puasa as Terawih. We never plan any iftar meet up, because everyone wants the convenient of eating at home and solat at the nearest Masjid from home. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Y has been a faithful reader of my blog recently. He asked yesterday, "never update your blog?" I'm super lazy actually haahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is almost two weeks to Puasa. And its been almost 2 weeks since I see Y everyday during Terawih. Things has never been better, Alhamdulliah. Now, he has met the family - my parents, two sisters and BIL and Tok!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, I've got news that travel from cargo that someone's getting married. Its about time for him, I hope he understand that there is someone who is willing to give that love to him. Because I can't do that.. And he know every well that I was so much into Y that he was being ignored 14years back! Only HE knows what is best for us and who ever know that J's going with SM and Y and me are back together. Itu semua kerja ALLAH kerana DIA yang menentukan semua nya.. And I'm here to Doakan yang terbaik for you, Amin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok there's nothing much to update actually. Apart from going Geylang with Mak on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Work on alternate days. Still continue those exchange of sms with CT, we chat a bit just yesterday.. Ok its progressing much better, Alhamdulliah. And the boy just cant stop saying my name this few days. He instantly recognize upon seeing picture of me..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;MC on Friday, because my eyes just refuse to shut and my brain continue working. I didnt sleep a wink last Friday, gosh.. was fully awake up till 4am! I got like 30mins nap, then the buzzer alarm for Sahur was all over the room.. I got up feeling heavy on my head. I do not want to risk going to work feeling the headache. I had some sleep after Subuh till almost 9.30am. Got up to the Clinic, came home sleep again till almost 1pm. Should be back to work on Monday..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what cooking today? Got to Go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2563632963530782315?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2563632963530782315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2563632963530782315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#2563632963530782315' title='Two weeks to Puasa, Continue all those Doa&amp;#39;s'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-9178257517748978954</id><published>2008-09-06T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:47:07.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Blessing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wishing everyone Selamat Menjalani Ibadah Puasa.. Hope you're all in the best of health, Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have so much to blog, but just to lazy.. furthermore its like the story is so basi already hehehe.. Just when I was posting, I got a call from my SH friend, Ernie. She's asking me how to post something on Multiply. Told her coincidently, I am doing some posting. She mention meeting Gaya and Lea a few days ago or something. She told them that I'm seeing someone. They told her.. ya we know, read on her blog posting hahah...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The last Friday, just before Puasa, had plan lined up for the whole day. In the morning, Mak's work out makcik had the last makan2 session before Puasa.. Had mee siam that morning.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIeGwoKCF0AACw-2Zo1/Fri-30aug-1.JPG?et=hMvBxUHG5SovE%2Cki2MFlBQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The same morning, I met Kak Liza at HarbourFront to collect our ferry ticket to Batam the next day. Concern that the ticket might run out, cause Dier and Zaf coming along. After collection, had breakfast (again) at Banquet Vivo. Later on, she drove me back home..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SMIfsAoKCF0AAG8WFaU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIfsAoKCF0AAG8WFaU1/Fri-30aug-2.JPG?et=k%2CePV5If5mDTP9FMc3SFjg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Made plans with Nya' to meet her for lunch. We only manage to meet at TKC at around 3pm. She get excited walking along TKC and Geylang. Reminded us of our younger Airport days where we use to Buka at Geylang after work and roaming around the Bazaar. She indeed misses that moment, and this year she get to Puasa back in Singapore..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIgRQoKCF0AAHD0Ils1/Fri-30aug-3.JPG?et=xP%2Csm2I8XQ7x0ldSTVvhLA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had a pretty late lunch, till almost 4.30pm at Hjh Maimunah, its her 1st time there.. Check out the stolen picture of her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIgpgoKCF0AAH6wark1/Fri-30aug-4.JPG?et=CZDDG4fQqvsFXVA1hwM5DQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My office colleagues has made prior arrangement to have dinner at Straits Kitchen, Hyatt. That night, we had our makan sampai kenyang session there. My last round of food intake..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIhjwoKCF0AABRd6aM1/Fri-30aug-5.JPG?et=TmgH7Dw6kLgaUQemIywZRA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIhrwoKCF0AABojAMU1/Fri-30aug-6.JPG?et=yztTeiHHWdC45XST5kZDiQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Azlin and Suzana&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIhzwoKCF0AABuBCBE1/Fri-30aug-9.JPG?et=ThBvDd9bL4STjSwM3ToMnA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Riah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMIiQgoKCF0AACCFGko1/Fri-30aug-7.JPG?et=nhS08PWcw1U%2Bvcgg9af1xw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Garlic Nan and Butter Chicken&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;That evening, I randomly sms Y if he could fetch me from Hyatt. Just trying my luck.. He was at Woodlands, so cant promise if the time permits.. I didnt have like 5 rounds of food or what. But I guess because I had that Calamaci and Asam drink before food, I became bloated. Dont asked what happen to me that night, I had to leave home early hahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Feeling bad that he didnt get to fetch me that evening, Y called, "what happen to you dear??" I said I'm feeling sick! All because of the drink..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;The next morning, I left for Batam for a day with Kak Liza, Nana, Dier, Zaf and Chandra. I didnt intend to shop much, but I was really happy that I get to buy tudung, a blouse (kak I owe kak liza haha), a shirt for Y (that I have not gave him yet), some kerepek and most important is masker, lulur that I really wanted to buy there. I just spend less than $100 for all that..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I sleep over Kak Liza, Andak's place that night. Knowing that Sunday evening will be a Terawih night, they send me back home in the afternoon.. As usual, I had my terawih at Masjid Salleh. Y asked if I want to go to Masjid Kassim, told him the next time perhaps. Suddenly someone need company, I totally forgot that its his 1st Ramadhan without his better half. He misses her! There is nothing wrong with missing her, she has always been there for more than 10 years. My prayers is always with her.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;It almost a week of Ramadhan today. Time passes so fast... Another weekend, and counting down to Raya. But the children's exams is coming very soon. Exchange of sms with CT just last weekend. That lady is doing fine. Today, she just reply to my sms after last few days I send it to her.. Exams are like 2 weeks from now. Hope she get to catch up on things. I dont blame her for losing focus, she just lost her Mama. Just like the Ayah, I'm sure she has that moment when she misses her by her side.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok got to go.. taking a short nap and gonna wake up when Asar comes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-9178257517748978954?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/9178257517748978954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/9178257517748978954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#9178257517748978954' title='Its a Blessing.'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4041011693609039802</id><published>2008-08-23T06:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:25:38.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Age that Matters..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My cousin Rose - Ita posted this, "so how is it like feeling a year older?" My answer is, "great.." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know when a lady touches the age of over 30years, their age is a secret. To me it not a secret. It actually reflect on the level of your maturity, there is nothing to be ashame off. But sometimes, when you are among friends who are in their early twenties, and suddenly you're feeling young, jumping and moving to the groove while listening to some music or watching some kind of concert, you probably just have to keep you age a secret cause you're not showing a good example hahah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Za send me this age calculator and I really love it. Because all about me is 90% so bloody true. Check this out!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Enter your DoB here =&gt;19-Aug-73&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;br&gt;Age in years 35.02&lt;br&gt;Age in months 420&lt;br&gt;Age in days 12782&lt;br&gt;Age in hours 306761&lt;br&gt;Age in minutes 18405636&lt;br&gt;Age in seconds 1104338141&lt;br&gt;Age in Milli seconds 110433814113&lt;br&gt;Age in weeks 89472&lt;br&gt;You born on Sunday&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;AUGUST  &lt;br&gt;* Loves to joke &lt;br&gt;* Attractive &lt;br&gt;* Suave and caring &lt;br&gt;* Brave and fearless&lt;br&gt;* Firm and has leadership qualities&lt;br&gt;* Knows how to console others&lt;br&gt;* Too generous and egoistic&lt;br&gt;* Takes high pride of oneself &lt;br&gt;* Thirsty for praises&lt;br&gt;* Extraordinary spirit &lt;br&gt;* Easily angered &lt;br&gt;* Angry when provoked&lt;br&gt;* Easily jealous&lt;br&gt;* Observant &lt;br&gt;* Careful and cautious &lt;br&gt;* Thinks quickly &lt;br&gt;* Independent thoughts&lt;br&gt;* Loves to lead and to be led &lt;br&gt;* Loves to dream &lt;br&gt;* Talented in the arts, music and defense&lt;br&gt;* Sensitive but not petty &lt;br&gt;* Poo! r resistance against illnesses &lt;br&gt;* Loving and caring &lt;br&gt;* Loves to make friends &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;However, when I tried on Y's Age Calculator there are some points that were not accurate..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Enter your DoB here =&gt;15-Dec-70&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Age in years 37.70 &lt;br&gt;Age in months 452 &lt;br&gt;Age in days 13759 &lt;br&gt;Age in hours 330217 &lt;br&gt;Age in minutes 19812995 &lt;br&gt;Age in seconds 1188779697 &lt;br&gt;Age in Milli seconds 118877969678 &lt;br&gt;Age in weeks 96313 &lt;br&gt;You born on Tuesday &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;DECEMBER &lt;br&gt;* Loyal and generous&lt;br&gt;* Patriotic ~ not sure&lt;br&gt;* Active in games and interactions&lt;br&gt;* Impatient and hasty ~ not true&lt;br&gt;* Ambitious &lt;br&gt;* Influential in organizations &lt;br&gt;* Fun to be with &lt;br&gt;* Loves to socialize &lt;br&gt;* Loves praises &lt;br&gt;* Loves attention&lt;br&gt;* Loves to be loved &lt;br&gt;* Honest and trustworthy&lt;br&gt;* Not pretending &lt;br&gt;* Short tempered ~ not true&lt;br&gt;* Changing personality ~ not true&lt;br&gt;* Not egoistic &lt;br&gt;* Takes high pride in oneself&lt;br&gt;* Hates restrictions &lt;br&gt;* Loves to joke&lt;br&gt;* Good sense of humor&lt;br&gt;* Logic&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last Saturday, we had a small tahlil at Andak, Kak Liza's place at CCK1. It was a small gathering with SAV family, CCK1 family, and BK family. CCK2 couldnt be there because both of them went for another honeymoon at Redang.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We are just a week away from the month of Ramadhan. This week will be fill up with lunch and dinner appointment before Puasa starts.. Today we had a department lunch for Foong Farwell. We had it at Swensen Plaza Singapura. I have already drew up a whole week schedule. Tomorrow will be out last class at Masjid, Wednesday and Thursday will be my working day because I want Friday to be off. Friday will be out last Stretching and Yoga class so we gonna have a small makan2 session that morning.. This Saturday, Kak Liza and me will be going on a day trip to Batam Centre with Chandra as well.. So how I will have to let Y decide when is he gonna slot in our meet up for the week hehehe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be another off day. Another day out with Mak again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4041011693609039802?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4041011693609039802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4041011693609039802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4041011693609039802' title='The Age that Matters..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6656276661688820701</id><published>2008-08-21T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:54:11.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting in touch, while away from Singapore..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've manage to be in touch with my cousin Rose Aznita Mohd Heffron who's putting up in Liverpool via facebook. We email once in a blue moon, but its seldom that she gets to reply.. I always have my name in FULL for friends and family who's away to locate me. And I guess thats how she found me.. by my full name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ita, thats how we call her, and me grow up togather. From young, we will always be dress in similar dresses or baju's during Raya or any occassion. When he move to UK, got herself settle down there with her husband and family, we only get to be in touch most of the time via MSN. Recently, I've been constantly updating the Facebook as well as Multiply with pictures of the family and outings. So its seems that is how she get to see our family, her siblings and neices and nephew.. I'm glad if that helps..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok, today's Thursday, my off day. So most of the time on my Tuesday and Thursday off, its the time I go down with Mak for Stretching and Yoga.. Next Friday will be out last 'class' for the month before Puasa starts.. &lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK02vgoKCF0AACN8zH41/NM002.jpg?et=7YVjoLnP%2CSl0z81qsWggyg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK023goKCF0AACbi18k1/NM004.jpg?et=jgq%2BQ73A7lbyZV15aAr7dQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beside being concious with the weight, its another way to stay health.. hehehe.. Well not getting any younger apa!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I had lunch with my colleagues in HAS, Suzana and Azlin. They gave a birthday treat at Fig and Olive Raffles Place. In the late afternoon, Mdm Liz sms if we should have dinner.. another treat at RamenTen our favourite place.. Semalam Hari Rezeki Sedunia! Alhamdulliah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its working day tomorrow.. But my Exec Bren will be on leave Friday and Monday. In which I will be doing things independently. Have already a line up of activities for the whole of next week. I will be working on Mon, Wed and Thurs, in which I had my Fri working day changed. All due to the Gathering with the Workout Makciks for last Exercise class.. Planning for dinner that same Friday with the HAS team at Straits Kitchen Hyatt. Following which, I'll be going on a trip to Batam with Kak Liza on Saturday 30th August. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That same Friday, 29th August, Y will be having a Teacher's Day performance at the kids Pri Sch. Since he has joined the parents group with the school, they had the parents performing for the Teachers. I CANNOT imagine how is it going to be.. hahaha.. I have asked outsiders are allow to watch, he insist its not.. Maybe he doesnt want me to come and watch hahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its going to be another week before Puasa starts on early September.. Stay Healthy people..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6656276661688820701?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6656276661688820701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6656276661688820701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6656276661688820701' title='Getting in touch, while away from Singapore..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2574067028215961892</id><published>2008-08-19T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:12:35.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year older..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKpjKQoKCF0AACftY2Q1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKpjKQoKCF0AACftY2Q1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKpjKQoKCF0AACftY2Q1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKpjKQoKCF0AACftY2Q1/IMG-time.JPG?et=HK5wULkkuVJ1E0r64pxHjA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;I have never expect to remind single at the age of 35! I thought I would be married at the age of 26, have a family with kids and all. But well, what most important is, being happy and healthy.. &lt;p&gt;Ok, last weekend was Rohana M's wedding at Tampines. Had planned with my classmates to come at the wedding before zohor so that we all can meet up. So Congrats to Rohana and Ardie.. &lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKpjkgoKCF0AAC-ve9s1/RM-3.JPG?et=KUpnup6rIsabK5ISrKJzLA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKpjcwoKCF0AACuebJw1/RM-1.JPG?et=LrOO7DPAmoFW6Zp%2CG0F4uw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, I'm 35years old today. I exchange sms with Sani Hussin, we are both born on the same day same year.. I told him, "can you imagine, we'll be 40yrs old in 5 years time?" He said, "pe nak buat, asal kan kita sihat2 sudah.." Wishing him the best, The Bright Star!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Birthday came early since yesterday, Y called to meet up, nothing special. But most important is him being there and his birthday wish this morning.. At the same time, I gave him Nadiah's birthday cupcakes that I ordered from Chandra. Nadiah had her celebration last Saturday at her grandma's place. Y had bought another cake for the occassion so I thought, I should buy just for Nadiah and her siblings to eat.. I hope she likes it. That was what I heard from Y last night.. Thank you Chandra..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKpjPwoKCF0AACftY2w1/cc-nadia1.JPG?et=0qyy3U7yfT8DvRbTParnTA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mak and Ayah wish came as early as last night. At subuh, I wish Mak Happy Birthday too. You know, birthday is not only for the one who's born. The wishes should be given to you mother as well. So never forget your mom, when its YOUR birthday. Its her birthday too.. Remember that!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank you for the sms well wishes..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;00:33 - Grace Yanzon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;06:44 - Fidz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;06:57 - Andak Raf&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;06:54 - Viky&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;06:55 - Ayie J&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;07:57 - Nya' Nurul&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;08:04 - Suzana Ary&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;08:36 - Kak Liza&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;09:03 - Nury Mahmod&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;09:10 - Zaleha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;09:37 - Glenn Goo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;09:59 - Julyani&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10:02 - Feisal Dzulkiflee&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11:00 - Norhaida&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13:19 - Jannah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2574067028215961892?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2574067028215961892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2574067028215961892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2574067028215961892' title='Another year older..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3235883036638397691</id><published>2008-08-16T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:24:15.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back blogging..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Now then I'm back.. just need the right mood to start again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The net was down for almost 2 weeks, its all due to the faulty modem. Had to get it changed, the phone line fixed and the modem installed back again..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Work get better and more challenging by the days. Not to bad anyway, cant thank HIM enough for having this job.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life is getting challenging as well, the test and task are getting tougher. Patience being tested, priority given will always be last and felt I'm least important. Then I realise being battle and competing with MR. When suggestion made, been turn down for the same reason for more then 10x. Even how much it get recover, the same thing will happen again in the future. Trust me! When the time comes, then I will start my worry back again. For now, I will like go with the flow... Thanks to Za and Nya' for being there to listen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We'll be attending Rohana Mahmud's wedding tomorrow noon. The USTS gangs are planning to come at the same time so we could meet up at least. Will take some pictures and post it soon, Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;August has been the Longest Birthday list. Here are those :-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1st August - Mustaqim Mulyadi Ihsan ~ my anak buah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2nd August - Suratman Samadi ~ my sec sch mate&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8th August - Nur Liyana Md Rafid and Rose Aznita Mohd Heffron ~ my cousins&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13th August - Herman Sulaiman ~ my childhood best friend&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14th August - Riah ~ my Hitachi colleague&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15th August - Feisal Dzulkiflee ~ my close friend&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16th August - Hestee Raisa ~ my cousin &amp; Siti Nur Nadiah Mohd Yazid&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18th August - Suzana Ary ~ my adik and SH team mate&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19th August - Md Sani Hussin ~ my childhood friend&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;20th August - Hans Issac ~ my Idol hahah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;24th August - Meerra ~ my SH team mate&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;25th August - Zaleha Mohd ~ my USTS classmate&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;28th August - Nury Mahmood ~ my cousin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hope I didnt miss out anyone..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3235883036638397691?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3235883036638397691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3235883036638397691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3235883036638397691' title='back blogging..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-115499972173981269</id><published>2008-07-22T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:25:21.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to wear... what to wear..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever stand in front of the closet for more than 15mins thinking what to wear to work? I guess its pretty common for someone who dont wear uniform to work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few months ago, while unpacking some stuffs from our previous unopen boxes when we last move, Mak found some old baju of mine. There was this particular long sleeveless dress that I surprisingly can fit on it.. Its pink, I decided to have it go along with a new brown cardigan. This is my 2nd piece of clothing from 10years back that fits me. Proud or what eh? heeehhe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last Sunday morning, I was out walking with Ayah and Mak from home to Kallang Bahru for marketing. If you know how far is Upper Boon Keng Road to Kallang Bahru then you will know how far we walked going and coming back home. Its like 4 bus stops aways if you take 853 or 26 from our bus stop. It was a refreshing walk there.. At the same time, there is always time for quality talking with Mak. I'm making full use of the new track shoes that Ayah bought it apa...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, since its my off day, I was up the same timing like I'm going to work. And join Mak's aerobics class downstairs.. FOR THE FIRST TIME eh I join them. Gosh, I just realise how long I've not exercise even warm ups and stretching I felt so 'kejong' hahah.. At least I pull thru it. Mak and me went out to Kaki Kaki at noon, called to make an impormptu appointment. Lucky there were still available slot. My 1st time doing ear candling, surprisingly I didnt know that I had sinuous problem. Because you cant hide especially it shows from the burning residue. We had back massage as well, pamper or what. Especially so when I had that stiff neck and back a few days ago, that massage really helps..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went to buy lunch at Joo Chait, Mak suggested we buy nasi ambeng at my Pri Sch friend Mimi - Nurbanisah Ghani's stall. Its been a while since I meet her. Mother of 3 kids now, hear from her that Riana Karim, another classmate of ours just gave birth to her 4th child. Hebat betul korang korang ni.. Mimi said, "kau ni bila nak kahwin Noris.. Kau nak tunggu sapa pulak. Datuk K dah kahwin pun... Datuk mana kau nak ni?" Mak bluntly reply, "Datuk Y lah.." I burst out laughing.. cause its coming from Mak!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just hear from a friend that someone I know has breast cancer. I'm sorry to hear that..  I hope she is strong enough to take it. Just hope the operation goes well and may my prayers be with you, Insya ALLAH..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm glad to hear from Nya' that her husband, Dee will be moving to Singapore and join the family here some where soon. Alhamdulliah.. Its not easy for seperation from the wife and kids. Its not that I know how it is like, but living far away from someone you love is not easy right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Y had a cancel/delay flight to attend yesterday. He reach home till almost 9pm. I am very sure that he's exhausted, especially when he had to watch the kids school work after that. Its not easy for him, I know that. But he's just pushing himself to handle it well. When he's being asked, how are you coping with situation? He said ok I can manage.The thing is, he HAS to cope with it no matter what. So last night, he called me at almost mid night. As usual, we normally catch up on whats happening in the day. And Guess what? He sleep talking! I dont know what he was mumbling.. He must have went to sleep while talking to me hahaha... Teruk betul.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is a working day for me. I may be meeting my old colleague in JAL Haslinda for lunch Insya ALLAH. Probably having another coffee with Za in the evening.. We'll see how. I am suppose to meet up with my old friends from CIAS LM this friday. But I'm not sure if its going to happen. On the other hand Saf is asking if we can go Badoque this Friday for dinner or something.. Y has yet to plan our date this week.. and that I dont know when, because this man will plan it at last minute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-115499972173981269?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/115499972173981269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/115499972173981269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#115499972173981269' title='what to wear... what to wear..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7888248058573101672</id><published>2008-07-19T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:07:41.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BoyFriend meets BestFriend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ever since Y met Za at the in house course, he cant stop talking about this best friend of mine.. Wait till Y meet up with Nya' back again.. Y said, "ya eh Nurul lagi lama I tak jumpa.." I am telling you, they have been exchanging stories about me.. Gossiping non stop. Every day he's been telling me what they both talk about during break. Well I owe Za some Big Makan cause she's been putting good words about me Yo! Dear ZALEHA, Dinner on me. Nanti Pay Day ok. hahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had this stiff neck since last few days. It goes from the back of my right ear right down to my back.. Gosh, thats when I knew its the cause of all those heachache and fever I had last few days. I had to put koyok and hot old just to make it feel cooler. I had Ayah massage my back with hot oil. Baru lah boleh sleep better..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ayah complaint that I've not been exercising. Ya right, Ayah pun sama jugak. Actually Y said to me the same thing. So much about telling Za, "Noris dulu besar tau.." ya lah that was 14years ago.. Now, according to him I'm smaller a bit. Well he has not seen the BIGGER side of me like 7 years ago when I had my Thyroid problem that time, so GEMUK aku.. He better not complaint that I'm fat or what ever eh. He better accept me the way I am hahahah... Anyway, today I went to have my medical check up at Raffles place. After which, Ayah asked me to meet him at Mustafa Centre because he insist that I Should get myself a proper sport shoe! "So jangan make excuses that boleh ikut mak exercise lagi sebab Ayah beli kan kasut baru hahaha.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a short conversation with a 13year old girl. Agressive.. Its gonna be a challenge handling her. She sure need time and space for acceptance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok cousins coming later.. Ciao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7888248058573101672?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7888248058573101672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7888248058573101672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7888248058573101672' title='BoyFriend meets BestFriend..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5578181541418353156</id><published>2008-07-17T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T10:42:38.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Weather..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Since Sunday, I've been under the weather. I was at Al-Iman mosque for the blood donation drive and supporting on their other activities. With Ayah being busy with the mosque activities, Mak &amp; me were outside the tent watching the activities. The Sunday Morning Sun makes my head ache that late afternoon. I actually pleage to be part of the Blood Donation, unfortunately I was not eligable due to having fever the last few days. Surprisingly, I met Aden there with her 4PM mates voluntering.. Its been some time since we last meet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That late afternoon, I stay in bed feeling so heavy in my head. Never felt that before. Y got so worried called me 7 times that day. He even suggested that I should not do the blood donation since I was not well. He know me too well... Anyway, Ayah picture with the PM is on BH today.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I started my 1st day of work yesterday. Still having the flu, I was so not in the mood. My head was spinning like crazy. I was not myself yesterday, my throat was sore and my taste bud not feeling anything.. Everything seem to be not right. I endure the whole day only after lunch I felt much better. People there are nice, work is not bad. Anyway I didnt do much yesterday. I still have tomorrow to start learning something new.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Za and Y are attending the same course for the past 3 days. They are so building rapport with each other. Both getting excited about meeting each other for the 1st time even after hearing stories of each other from me. Since Tuesday, this 2 people have become like best friend sharing stories and talking about common people and that ME! Today's their last day of training, they are so going to continue stories I bet you..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just saw my mobile phone bill today. My Gosh, my incoming calls are 2200+mins! That was so much call I receive. Anyway, its nothing compared to 2000+ calls of Overseas calls the last time. At least its still local calls I'm making. Not to bad lah.. So much about lecturing the daughter, wonder how much is the Ayah's phone bill for this month hahah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh I'm so feeling much better today, Alhamdulliah. Ready for work again tomorrow..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5578181541418353156?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5578181541418353156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5578181541418353156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5578181541418353156' title='Under the Weather..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6075597662965584693</id><published>2008-07-10T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:59:56.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got the Job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went for a job interview on Tuesday morning. I thought its a full time perm position, instead it was a Part Time job offer. When I wasn't looking for Part Time position, it came along and I wont want to miss it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got pretty excited telling Y over the phone. Honestly, I was hoping I get it. I was looking forwards for something else more that day actually..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So yesterday, the HR lady called asking me how comfortable was I with the job after the interview that I had. The interviewer seem happy with the conversation we had the other day. Alhamdulliah. Just before Zohor, she called me again. Offering me a good pay amount with medical benefits and medical leave entittlement. I will also be given Annual Leave and AWS offer. The pay is Alhamdulliah more than the previous temp job that I had. Could not ask for more than just feeling greatful with what is given to me...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Monday, I'll be signing the contract. Will start next week. Best part is, I'll be working only on day Mon, Wed &amp; Fri... Interesting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hello to Good Vibes. I believe that good things are in store for me, Insya ALLAH. Its falling into place. Syukur, as long as I don't forget where its all coming from..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I had coffee with Saf &amp; Kak Liza last night. After our maghrib at Sultan, we headed to Bugis Junction to meet Saf. I was craving for J-CO again.. I'm addicted to it lah..&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHWjvwoKCtsAAAg-pRE1/NM002.jpg?et=w1bZhXLpEN75WhQ0Bnnjsw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHWj4QoKCtsAABFl3BQ1/SafLiz.JPG?et=Tz6DmdphSQSz3keDIusu8w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After having donut and coffee, with intense conversation about so many things, we decided to continue at Kampung Glam cafe. Saf was feeling hungry.. Andak came to fetch us back at 10am..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now I'm having this sore in my throat. Went out to Paya Lebar for a while and the weather is sooo HOT! Felt this sudden headache.. Let me take a nap, hope the headache will go away..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6075597662965584693?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6075597662965584693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6075597662965584693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6075597662965584693' title='Got the Job!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3482633842860961219</id><published>2008-07-07T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:18:42.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend's Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The norm, I will be either at CCK1 or SAV for the weekend. Last weekend, CCK1 was occupied with visitors from Philippines in which I decided to stay home instead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On Saturday evening, there was a Forum at Darul Aman Mosque organized by Md Salleh Mosque. So we stayed from Maghrib till the forum end at 11pm. This was one of the activities by Md Salleh Mosque to raise fund for the mosque. Didnt expect it to end that late, was being offered to fetch from the Mosque back home. The first impression and meet up! We went home happy..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHIHmwoKCtsAABkiChM1/IMG_0259.JPG?et=OyF6KJeFHqGBBC1Cbt3k8w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;I didnt really plan to come along to anak Encik Yusoff Nikah at Masjid Alkaff. Only after Mak asked then I thought why not. Then I get to meet the relatives.. We were there early, thinking that the nikah is before zohor. Instead we were the first few people to arrive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHIHuAoKCtsAAB5ZLTM1/IMG_0312.JPG?et=wKs61VKYnTv%2CFCX%2C%2BtbQPw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;Nikah was at 2.30pm, we get to zohor at masjid at least. But the whole kenduri started since 12noon. It was a simple wedding held at the mosque itself. At least its a small gathering yet meriah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHIH0woKCtsAAB9mOSs1/IMG_0322.JPG?et=gdpJYAUq7SkFOkCeIbkkHw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SHIHmwoKCtsAABkiChM1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meet mak's cousin, or rather my aunties. Left Ramlah and Right, her sister Asiah. They are my fellow USTS senior's back in school days. The groom are their nephew.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHIIOgoKCtsAACTjWxg1/IMG_0323.JPG?et=D92FO0Hw9JUK27Q6wVfbyw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the Right is Malek, Ramlah's husband. They have been couple since Sec School days..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHIIfQoKCtsAACvsEmc1/han_01.JPG?et=v5sGoweugPQfQGwr%2CRFV3w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Weeks back, Raihaniah - Mak's anak angkat had her daughter kenduri cukur rambut, but I didnt attend. Han, that's how we address her as, was taken care by Mak when she was in her primary school. I always remember her as 'makan semua nak bubuh kicap'. Now she's a mom of a lovely daughter. See how peaceful she sleeps..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've got an interview tomorrow. Hoping for the best.. Insya ALLAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3482633842860961219?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3482633842860961219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3482633842860961219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3482633842860961219' title='The Weekend&amp;#39;s Activity'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5690340249075736486</id><published>2008-07-03T07:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:47:31.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I sms Za a few days go asking if you could meet up for coffee.. Usual day for meet up is Wednesday cause that will be the day where Min, Za’s Husband have his class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I plan to meet Rohana for a while, pass her some stuffs. I was hoping that Za &amp;amp; Rohana get to meet for a while as well since they have not meet for 20years or so. The timing was just right, I reach TM at 6pm, Za just arrive and not long Rohana came along. We chat for a while and later Rohana had to leave since she was having class that night..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGxEMQoKCtsAAGm@F781/02072008%28004%29.jpg?et=omdrT8Kls8BwqyUIenCMAg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGxEUAoKCtsAAGYZCwU1/02072008%28005%29.jpg?et=L9hjX0rNryIxnDaQrZtTow&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Za and me had dinner at C sq, we talk about a lot of things. Saw a few familiar faces there, but yesterday I was too lazy to acknowledge anyone. I am glad that even though Za and me were separated for more than 10years, we still maintain our communication frequency.. Alhamdulliah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We continued talking and move on to Coffee Bean. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We met an old schoolmate there. Wahid, from our batch however he was in the express class with Yani &amp;amp; Iskandar. He’s married (and his wife is so jambu ok!) His son is so handsome… I should have snap pictures of him, so cute! Wahid still look the same, not much changes. But its touching, to see someone from your school days carrying his son in his arm and looking so fatherly.. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He asked if I’m attached now, I said single still but Insya ALLAH… That evening, Za &amp;amp; Min send me back reach home at almost 11pm! I had an awesome evening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 105.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a good talk 2 nights ago. I just recall how lost I was a year back, thinking of what I want and to do in life. No perm job, no partner, feeling lost and not knowing where to start. I think I’ve ever blog about how I feel. Things were different since end of last year. That was when I start searching for old friends, and it make a difference after getting in touch with my school mates. Gradually things gets better, even though I still didn’t get a perm job still. But my life has been great, I’m much happier. Now I know what I want, what should I do and where to start. Life is much more complete now Alhamdulliah.. Its just a beginning and I hope that things progress smoothly. We’re going to the next level, Insya ALLAH..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5690340249075736486?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5690340249075736486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5690340249075736486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5690340249075736486' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-642548806861461814</id><published>2008-06-26T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T14:50:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was at home for the whole week, apart from last weekend sleep over at CCK1. The rest of the weekday are spend at home. I’m getting bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday, I was out with Mak to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Arab street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; and Bugis Junction. We shop for a few material then later went Bugis Junction. Mak said, bring me to places since you’re still not working.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nya’ sms me at 4pm telling me how tension she was at work with cases to handle. We decided to meet at Town. We plan for dinner at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Lucky&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Plaza&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Before that I bump into Vel, we chat for a while and plan to meet up again for dinner with Ros or something.. Nya’ arrive at almost 7.30pm. Had dinner and later went to Taka to shop for a while.. Didn’t get to buy things that we plan to purchase. Went home empty handed actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today I had lunch with Rohana M. We only decide on it yesterday. I was out early since 11am, went to &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Raffles Place&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; at later headed to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;East Point&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; where we plan to meet. We had lunch at the basement. My 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time there at Hanis. Food was not too bad. We later went around &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;East Point&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Didn’t get what we wanted. Rohana suddenly decided why not we go to Geylang instead. Went round TKC, Pasar Geylang looking for things but disappointed with the pricing and choices. Last stop was at Joo Chait complex. I met Abg Kamal, Ayah Angah’s close friends back in their younger days. Chat for a while, its been so long since I last saw him. Went around and shop a bit, satisfied with what was being purchase. Well Done! Final stop for food was at Hjh Maimunah, before I head home. I told Rohana that our schoolmate Kamal is working at Roslan Renovation. I told her why not just pass by who knows. Surprisingly, he was there sitting near the enterance. He was not sure who this 2 ladies standing in front of the window looking at him. I signal, “kamal &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;?” He then realise who I was when I told him my name. At least it’s a fruitful day, meet people, shop around and spend some quality time. Meeting 2 Kamal’s in a row, how about that.. Thanks to Rohana for the ride home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGOH7AoKCtsAACL1KCI1/NM001.jpg?et=XCgJ3Nm9d1O81OmdyOdZhQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGOIQwoKCtsAADBhgKY1/NM006.jpg?et=CCSMaDM%2Ci0rnd5l3laxukw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGOIBQoKCtsAACOdNUU1/NM002.jpg?et=w35m6lkMkVIflP%2ClQ44DZA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, times new roman, times, serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was rather down after hearing that my weekend plan goes down the drain. I thought I was soo looking forward for Sunday, until I heard that I have to make a sacrifies. In which I have to wait for another week.. So there goes Sunday’s Date! And I’m still feeling sore about it. What is 1 week in comparison to the years of waiting man… That’s peanut! I’m just making myself feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-642548806861461814?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/642548806861461814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/642548806861461814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#642548806861461814' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7193875133781921861</id><published>2008-06-19T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:53:03.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Girl stay Indoor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its been 2 weeks now, I'm stuck at home doing nothing. Its getting monotonous but I cant do much. Apart from that all, I've been watching Ellen in the morning, followed by Oprah then Rachael Ray.. Just love watching those talk shows.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dont know what is bloody wrong with my net, it get disconnected every few times a day. Its getting on my nerves, especially when I'm in the middle of sending an email. Not too sure if the Modem is down and its the main cause of it or what.. I thought someone was trying to 'steal' my network or something but later realise the modem's lights were all off and causes the disconnection. I'm too lazy to call the helpdesk cause I just hate to wait when the hotline is busy.. Unless its really urgent..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thought of going out today, but I change my mind. Firstly, I'm not too sure where should I go. I'll rather stay indoor.. Perhaps tomorrow, I hope!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7193875133781921861?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7193875133781921861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7193875133781921861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#7193875133781921861' title='Good Girl stay Indoor..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-883398987967647508</id><published>2008-06-16T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:56:45.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought that counts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was an emotional day, being alone having to go thru everything without the better half. With a day to celebrate, it means a lot especially with kids to say, "sayang Ayah!" Nothing is worth more than just those words and it does make the day brighter than ever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A Proud Father of Naqia &amp; Nabil...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SFXjVQoKCtsAAFrXKeo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFXjVQoKCtsAAFrXKeo1/FD2.jpg?et=6O8SQVyOVB5epiZdVijVeA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SFXjFgoKCtsAAFHnEY41"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFXjFgoKCtsAAFHnEY41/FD1.jpg?et=963U6Df7Ubn2GcnoduyIeA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I use to do all that for Mak &amp; Ayah. And I'm not surprise they still keep them. When we start open the card album and look at them. I feel so childish having to make those card and putting those words.. hahaha.. We were kids back then, what do you expect lah kan.. Its the thought that counts..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-883398987967647508?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/883398987967647508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/883398987967647508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#883398987967647508' title='Thought that counts..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2391436622524636497</id><published>2008-06-15T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:41:26.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjust, Change and Adapt to Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My life has been a roller coaster ride, But manageable.. I'm thankful to those who were there for a listening ears.. There has been stages in life that I'm going thru. Whatever it is, just have to start somewhere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was out with Ayah yesterday, quality time, dont intend to spoilt it with tense subject or topic. So I decided to keep it for now. We went to the PC Show at Suntec. With the past human jam experience taking the MRT crossing to Suntec, I've suggested to take the bus to Shaw instead. During the ride, it does bring back memories to Ayah when we go along Beach Road, Middle Road till we reach our destination. Never have I knew that the Raffles School beside Shaw Tower was where Beach Road Police Station was. That was where Ayah went to do Police VSC during our younger day. We were walking along the road to Suntec - Beach Road bridge, he recall where Cik Leman (Itam) use to play band at the Beach Road Army Camp Station or something..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just when we arrive at Suntec the crowd was Wow! The PC Show opens at 12noon but we arrive very early thinking (assuming) that it opens at 11.30am. The Q is as if they are giving away free laptop or PC.. Where does all this people come from eh? After browsing not long just as soon as we enter, we settle for Canon Ixus camera. The intension was to purchase a Camera and probably a PC or Laptop. After which I suggested passing by the HP/Compaq booth. There was so many offer but I was feeling slightly mabuk. We decided to leave (because I already feeling like fainting..). Can wait for long, I need to get myself a drink before I faint in the bus or something haha... There should be a drink booth in there man.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is what happen to someone who Never lekat kat rumah. When its time to stay indoor, I feel like I've not eaten for days.. takde energy. The small TV, the fan, this faithful Laptop of mine and my most comforting bed has been my Best Pal since I'm out of job. I'm doing great anyway hehehe.. Beggars cannot be choosy, ada apa makan.. And that has causes me to grow sideways and its only been less than 2 weeks!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why lah the oldies band downstairs playing Tender Biru on a Wedding Reception ni. Tak faham langsung.. Tu lagu aku 15 tahun dulu lah chendol! Pa je.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thought I was going thru massive mess again last week. But when I had my talk with Rohana M and Nya' it feels so much better. I think I should let it out and talk things over, it will not be bottled up. Yet I receive another person telling me this, "you should be able to handle this well at this age apa?" Then I realise what is wrong with me that its causing me to act that way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just realise that I'm using this particular pharse too many times, "Its not about you, Its about me." I then recall listening to the same sentence 6 years back, I then know where HE was coming from. I told him before, "Maybe I will be facing the same situation as you and I'll be saying the same thing." And I am now trapped in the same situation when He had it with me back then. Cakap tu satu Doa kadang. So dont say things if you dont really mean it. Baru sajak dgn muka aku. Life is a gamble, you will not be able to predict on things if its a losing game or a victory through out your life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been actively looking and applying for jobs this days. I send at least 5 application per day, or the most like 10 email to agency and companies. Its never been easy for me to get a job, and that was the reason why its been on temps for the past 2 years. I'm not choosy, I just need a simple Recep or Admin or Clerical job. As long as my medical benefits and CPF are well taken care off, I'm happy with it. Honestly.. Maybe judging by my CV it looks as if I'm in and out of jobs, because all those job are Temp assisgnment of 2weeks to 6months. Like as if I'm job hop or something ke?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Life is full of lots of Ups and Down..." Ya its true and that is the 1st sentence on the Song Shoulder to Cry On. hahaha..  Well life has never been easy if you have to please everyone. You have to take care of peoples feeling, to be concern over what people going to say and all that. But most of the time, its all important because we are Asian. But not all suggestions are for keeps. At the end of the day, it all comes back to you to decide. You have all the time that you need to adjust, change and adapt. And thats what I'm trying to do, Its just the beginning and there is more challenges to come. Good Luck to me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Happy Father's Day to All my Fatherly Friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Especially to my Ayah and to "Ayah" cause I know where your priorities are..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2391436622524636497?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2391436622524636497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2391436622524636497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2391436622524636497' title='Adjust, Change and Adapt to Life'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6685742336661585081</id><published>2008-06-12T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:12:30.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on Old Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My cousin Saf called, asking me to come over Sav since she's off yesterday. But I told her, sorry I've got lunch appointment. She said, what a life you've got not working yet busy with appointment hahaha...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had lunch with my closest classmate in Sec Sch, Rohana M. Most of the time, our meet ups for coffee or lunch are impromptu. Thats what life of a single ladies like us, we are free to go anytime! hahah.. She came by to fetch me around 1.30pm, when our initial plan was to meet up at Bugis. She was asking me, "eh kau block berapa eh? 10 eh?" I told her, hello kawan Block 10 dah roboh oi! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We settle for lunch at Banquet Raffles Hospital. I've already plan what to have for lunch, its the fish &amp; chip that I cant miss at Banquet. It was a big too noisy there, We had to get out of there for a decent conversation. My dear friend crave for Secret Recipe, we headed on to Plaza Singapura instead. I prefer sitting down with a cup of coffee and talk about everything under the sun. There we so many things that we cover on, open topic and its beyond description. I'm glad we talk everything out. I brought some of our sec school pictures, the most selengeh outfit we put on. The silly pose on camera that we find it most stylo and paling jambu at that time. I guess if our kids were to look at it will say, "eh mama, obit nya!" I'm not surprise...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We go on separate way around 4pm. She drop me at Bencoolen Street, had my Asar there. At least I can still hop on to NEL to meet Nya' at Harbourfront. I was early, Nya' left office slightly late. I just do not want to go around Vivo or HarbourFront because I have the tendency to shop! I just have to save some for rainy day since I'm not working. Or I will have to ask Ayah for some cash/help again hahaha.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nya' arrive at almost 6.30pm. Meet Azlinah the Webmaster, and she said, "you're here again!" Oh yes, she been reading my multiply.. Nya' and me agreed on our favourite spot at Vivo top floor. I just love to view Sentosa from afar. Oh yes, meet Suzana Adam with Noah at Vivo too. She's here till the weekend or something.. What's with the Imran's fan there are all over Vivo..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our friend like ayam berak kapor, missing someone. Didnt hear his voice for sooo long. Glad to have called him. Akak Miss You eh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yes, I hear wedding bells. Glad finally its coming. Not Mine lah! Been single for more than 5 years, deserve someone much much better. Even so much that you've been thru, I'm just glad that you're settling for someone new. Insya ALLAH, my prayers is with you Always. There goes my single babe, I shall make use of all this single time of your till August Babe!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm having late lunch with another fellow Sch mate. She's looking for an assistant, so I'm meeting her to catch up on things and at the same time discuss on whats the assistant job is all about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I totally forgotten Reza's birthday. I remembered some time back Nya' told me his birthday in June or something. But when Nya' mention it last night I had to sms Bro to confirm the date. I thought it was 11th June, its was 1st June lah Chendol! Aku buat kelakar! Its been sometime since Reza, wifey, and bro last met. Even if I'm in KL, they timing is always not right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Actually, I have a few things to do and settle. But I'm just not in the correct mood to do it. Ok I will have to target to get it settle by next Tuesday the lastest.... I Promise!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok got to Go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6685742336661585081?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6685742336661585081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6685742336661585081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6685742336661585081' title='Catching up on Old Times'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6596327256221951928</id><published>2008-06-09T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:22:39.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time on my Own!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I spend a few days all alone and it felt much better. You just need that time in your life to reflect on things, think right and plan what step to do next.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last thursday, I was out early. When to the bank, clear what ever bill that I have before I go broke the next month. I had my zohor at Moulana, then head to Changi Airport to spend some time to myself. I had a late lunch at McD, thought of asking Rohana M to come by for lunch togather. My cousin Liyana's coming back from her Philippines School Exchange program trip after 10 days. So I took the chance to fetch her at the same time sitting down at the Viewing Hall at T2. Listening to my MP3 and reading my book that is already overdue to return. I spend almost 4 hours there. Receive a faitful call from a Dear friend Za, told her I'm at the airport.. Thanks for the call Za. Suppose to meet Nya' after work but since Liyana's flight is at 6pm, I had to cancel it. Will not be able to make it to HarbourFront by 6.30pm. Andak &amp; Kak Liza with Jannah &amp; Nabilah arrive shortly at 5pm. Liyana's finally check out at almost 6.30pm. Grown up teenager feeling hungry after that long day, we had Dinner at McD (again!). They send me back home and I had an early night.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEy4NQoKCtsAAB3oPIU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEy4NQoKCtsAAB3oPIU1/Vivo_2.jpg?et=531W5rMSsPNNze9dk3k%2CmQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On Friday, I requested Mak to bake some Egg Tarts for my ex collegues. Since it was a sudden dismissal of service, I didnt have anything to give them. I arrive at the old office around 3pm. After which, I took the bus to Vivo from Ayer Rajah. I went around windown shopping at Vivo. Had a simple lunch at Banquet. A Nice Carrot Cake!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know that I'm gonna come back to Banquet again for dinner with Nya'. So I had to leave some space for dinner later. And Yes, the carrot cake is sepad giler!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I went to the 3rd floor open space to enjoy the scenery of the Cruise Ship on my right and Sentosa on my right.. I spend another 3 hours there, its so peaceful and I must say its beautiful.&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEy5XQoKCtsAADhj8Ws1/Vivo_3.jpg?et=YSIipyNo7Ex1cob4RNETcw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEy5PgoKCtsAADMs0vI1/Vivo_1.jpg?et=rHHRFrGcfJ0jvV%2BFTIFe6g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEy5fgoKCtsAAD2NHlI1/Vivo_4.jpg?et=M53%2B64wV7k%2B4LCTbyqN4Zg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I went back to walk around Vivo since Nya's finishing soon. Met her at almost 7pm, we had dinner at Banquet. We decided to sit and chat at Level 3 (again). We had serious topic right under the moonlight. It will not be the same if you better half if your companion for the night! Thats what Nya' said, not Me! We left the place around 9pm. Q for cab was a dreadful, there was a long Q. We only got the cab at 10.15pm or later.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had my weekend spend at CCK. Dier &amp; Zaf came for late lunch, they had to leave since there's kenduri at Zaf's side. Saf &amp; Abg Dee came at almost maghrib.Thought they might sleep over, instead left for home after the ladies watch the Indon Scary Hantu movie with McDelivery of McSpicy (and makes Jannah couldnt sleep that night came crawling to sleep in between me &amp; Liyana). The man was watching the Football match and eating prata with Asam pedas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another day spend at Vivo again yesterday (why I kept repeating the places I went to eh?). from 12noon till 6plus. This time, brought along Makcik to jalan2. She's been indoor for so long, just need some time to breath some fresh air. Andak Family &amp; Abg Dee family came over out place. Had simple dinner of pizza that Mak &amp; Ayah bought. Kak Liza made macaroni and cheese. Makan apa yang ada &amp; its all so 'busoqna ako'.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And today is another new day. I've been sending out application after looking into the Saturday Recruitment page. I just hope for the best. Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just receive an sms from my sec school mate. She asked me, "you dah ada calon ke belum? jangan asik kerja aje."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the 1st time for many years my answer was, "Calon? Ada lah kot. Insya ALLAH, kalau jodoh ada tak gi mana lah.." Did that come from me? Its been 5 years, 8 months since my last relationship! And now, I've forgotten how if feels like..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6596327256221951928?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6596327256221951928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6596327256221951928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6596327256221951928' title='A Time on my Own!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-952206333368589919</id><published>2008-06-05T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:34:53.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start All Over Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First of all, Thank you to those who read &amp; comment. Thank you for being my listening ears..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today is a New Day. I just have to start somewhere, now I'm trying to plan my pace &amp; schedule.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a talk with the Ops Manager, he has actually asked me out for Lunch. But I'm just too angry to accept the 'date' instead I went with others. Then he had to asked me for coffee instead. He mention about the feedback some managers have for me saying that I work pretty well and they are happy with my work. I dont think he should tell me that good news because there is No POINT AT ALL! He told him in all Honesty that I'm was unhappy &amp; dissappointed that he had to break the bad news to me without giving me much time to prepare my future plans. I know he cant say much, anyway, I just want it out my chest that all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still cant bring myself to sit down &amp; send CV for application. Maybe I just need some more time to relax. I'm treating today just like an Annual Leave that I took..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got to go.. Going places &amp; taking a break, some time to myself...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-952206333368589919?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/952206333368589919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/952206333368589919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#952206333368589919' title='Start All Over Again!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-931023187284964693</id><published>2008-06-04T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:49:50.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was asked to Leave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;I was told yesterday that Today will be my Last Day, they don’t need extra hands. But I feel like its a Term! Since I'm a temp, its not a correct term to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;I feel that it should have been told much earlier. Guess he knows that I’m unhappy about his announcement, of all people, someone I’m comfortable with had to give me the bad news. He’s trying to be nice today. I don’t feel like talking tell him..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;So where should I land now? I will have to start all over again, at the point when I’m comfortable with what I’m doing now. I feel like crying, but I’m not really sure why. I guess it’s the friends that I’m going to miss. At the same time, I’ve very very concern with what’s going to happen to the cash flow. And that I will have to work out on it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;Wish me luck people. I’m going thru another Test in Life again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;Thanks to those who was there for me all day yesterday, eventhough thru sms &amp; phone calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-931023187284964693?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/931023187284964693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/931023187284964693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#931023187284964693' title='Was asked to Leave!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2968273609990915410</id><published>2008-06-02T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:28:17.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now or Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; "&gt;I had a peaceful sleep after I get to straight things out last night. I’m glad that I do that and manage to take things and act like an adult. Thanks to those who was more than willing to give their listening ears. We could have done this much earlier.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2968273609990915410?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2968273609990915410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2968273609990915410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2968273609990915410' title='Now or Never'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7258149735032654111</id><published>2008-06-01T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:37:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time will tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its clear cut and obvious to realise that my action was all due to saffocation of being too concern. I dont need to explain much, its understood. But I still feel there was some unfinish business unsettled. I need to act like a mature adult and face it myself. I still want to handle it face to face. Dont worry, I dont need to consult the parents as yet as its still at a manageable stage. I should be able to handle it well at this age. On top of all, only time will tell... Insya ALLAH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was at a 2nd cousin's wedding. Khalil Saiful Bahri, is so grown up and married, heard that he's 26years old today as well. Love attending relative's wedding because this is the only time to meet up with the everyone apart from waiting for the next Raya. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEKJSAoKCtsAAAySicE1/K_Wed01.jpg?et=658ebArJw8UyjVp0xZsI%2CQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tok Unggal Jailani from JB, came with his family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Decor by Istana Wedding is BEAUTIFUL. The Food by families of the Groom actually, is so sedap. I've yet to have my 2nd serving tonight (sebab dapat tapau apa...). A slight dissapointment with the song selection as well as the KaraOKe, Tok has requested to head home earlier sebab dah pening kepala hahaha... I should have brought with me Imran's CD or even burn some nice songs for wedding of relative. So at least I dont have to go to the music counter and asked for Anuar Zain or Imran Ajmain or apa2 lah.. Bawak aje CD sendiri.. I will remember the next time. Here are some pictures of the wedding. Sorry blur, pakai mobile phone aje.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEKJvgoKCtsAAB0vx0s1/K_Wed03.jpg?et=Wq6HIwHWPTXrTZPa6NKhoQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEKJSAoKCtsAAAySicE1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another week of work, I'm like counting weeks. Hope to get my pay cheq tmrw or Tuesday. I've got plan line up to shop for things heehehe...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok got to Go. Tmrw is another new week..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh ya and Happy Birthday to CK &amp; Idi.. Mana kau Idi Samirudin senyap aje.. Colorado or KT?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7258149735032654111?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7258149735032654111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7258149735032654111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#7258149735032654111' title='Time will tell'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8588888520571766278</id><published>2008-05-30T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:17:49.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SEFa6Sh9aHI/AAAAAAAAARA/TukrTqPm3S4/s1600-h/NM0_0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206542601670191218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SEFa6Sh9aHI/AAAAAAAAARA/TukrTqPm3S4/s320/NM0_0508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was not formally infrom that its his last day. Actually I'm pretty sad, because he is the most fun person to work with. I just like the way he speaks, talk and joke about. A miss I must say, another sole who's being asked to leave thru that open door and its an absolute hush hush. To him, the best of luck. Some one will deserve something better always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know what you did, but I shall not say much. As I'm human, we make mistake in life. He's life has always been involved with either someone who left him for someone else, or some married woman or divorce one's. I shall not say much AGAIN because I'm not sure where will I land myself into in the future..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've requested to have some time to myself. Will only talk once I'm fully ready. Its been 4days, and I'm still considering to proceed or to give it a go. Only time will tell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spend my time with Za again. This time its till 1am! hahaha.. We meet up in the East, over cup of coffee and tea with toast bread - Za's treat again. It was around 8pm, as usual my story telling didnt stop. Za listen patiently. We seriously 'pick up from where we left' without any delay. There was so much thing to catch up on. It was almost 10.30pm when Min called Za after he finishes his class. Wanted to give me a ride home, instead they suggested on Supper. Apa lagi, story telling continues.. hahaha.. Za know me well, knows how our parents style of bringing us up. No late nights, calls home when you're late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is inside my head now? I dont know, I felt that I'm in total mess. Like berserabut! I'm back to asking 'what is it that you want in life'. Seriously I have not found the answer to that question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last weekend, I spend at CCK1 sleep over. Help Liyana with packing for her Philippines trip. Went to Queensway Shopping Centre to shop (I still owe you!). Went to CCK2 Dier &amp;amp; Zaf place for their small BBQ session. So Liyana left to Manila Tuesday. That same day, I had to send document to the local post. Decided to have it done at Kiliney Branch since it operates till 9pm. Had already made plans to maghrib at Al-Falah. I didnt know that their ladies are on renovation. Had to 'wuduk' at the car park toilet, a slight hassle actually. So Ladies, in case you didnt know its a reminder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blogging has my next bestfriend, because it has been my main target to trash my feeling, thoughts and everything in here. I miss him dearly, but I respected the choice to not to get myself involve. Whatever will be, Will Be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday there will be a wedding to attend. Khalil's wedding, dah besar budak tu dah nak kahwin pun. I met a 2nd cousin in the same office building. Azhar Aziz, anak Cik Mun working at Fusionopolis, the service facilities team there. I've seem him for more than 2 weeks I was there. But he only notice me when we were at JVC to buy lunch. He didnt notice all the while we took the same transport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm super addicted to Mandarin series I tell you. I'm watching this series with Christopher Lee, Felica Chin. I think its th last episode today or something.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok thats enough for today. I have things line up for tomorrow. Update my CV, send some job application, to finish reading my book and return them soonest, merayap hehehe... &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/8683992-8588888520571766278?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8588888520571766278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8588888520571766278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8588888520571766278' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SEFa6Sh9aHI/AAAAAAAAARA/TukrTqPm3S4/s72-c/NM0_0508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6064750177683581916</id><published>2008-05-27T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:28:30.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I speak to soon, its only been weeks. But I'm already feeling Rimas &amp;amp; Lemas. Actually the sign is already so clear, how could I have ignored it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all wrong! Now I've got to clear my own mess that I've created. How could I get myself involve, yet time and again I've said to go with the flow. Now I've got to sit down and think on how to solve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TruLy NoreeZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6064750177683581916?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6064750177683581916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6064750177683581916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6064750177683581916' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4832106531016508980</id><published>2008-05-22T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:31:35.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The week has been awesome. And today is the only day that I stay indoor right after work hahah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are 2 person in my whole life that I call them Best Friend. 1 is a classmate in Sec 1 &amp; 2, whereas the other is a friend of 18year. And this week I spend my time with them, Nya' and Za, after so long.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tuesday, I meet up with Nya'. As soon as I receive the SMS from Ayah saying that Ustaz is not feeling well and Klass has been cancelled. I change the plan, alight the MRT and hop onto NEL to Habourfront. It was nothing much, just sit down over Coke and Rojak Buah &amp; Carrot Cake. Tu aje dah cukup shiok! We ride on the NEL back home to Boon Keng &amp; Nya' at Punggol. To Nurul Shifa, Happy Birthday to you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I sms Za in the morning after that we exchange sms the whole afternoon. I feel that puas that we had to sit down and chat instead. I've always send her impromptu sms to meet up, but the time was always not right. Fortunately, yesterday she agreed to meet after work. Actually I was pretty excited to meet because its been 18years since we meet up. Apart from the time I saw her on the MRT about 8years ago, we didnt chat much.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I took the MRT to Tampines sms Za to meet around 7.15pm. The minute we saw each other, I cant stop talking and laughing. We settle down for coffee at StarBucks Tampines Mall instead. She said I look the same, but Za looks good to be compared when we were in our lower secondary, she is slimmer now. I told her I'm still the same kan, chatty and non stop talking hahaha...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We touch on a lot of things, from sch days to those guys I had crush on. To our common friends, to life stories about us that we miss out alot. Didnt realise that it was 10.30pm, Her husband called saying he has arrive but we felt that our stories has not ended! We plan to meet and continue stories again. Actually I know Za's Husband during my airport days. I'm sure Y will know him too because Y and me use to solat at the same Surau as Za's husband. Until after many years that I know that he is my best friend husband. Za share the same birthday month as me. I never forget the date and each year I always hope that I can locate her 1 day. Za, we meet again next week insya ALLAH..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a history of thyroid. Base on my last medical check up about 2-3 years back, I was infrom that the sign of it is no longer there. I recalled on having to take medication for a short while and Alhamdulliah, its gone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When he told me that she passes on due to Thyroid, I was surprise to find out that she actually know about it however she refuse to seek treatment. She probably had to go for operation but she do not want to do it all for the 3 kids. If she had someone to talk to and seek 2nd opinion things will not be this way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He told me that she was admitted since Friday, before that she cant eat, cant sleep or even lie down. The same day she was admitted she went into coma. We went into operation but doctor has infrom him that she is critical. The next day, she was already on live support. Doctor said that he had to make a decision because they have tried their best but she had to depend on live support only. He felt his knee went soft, he thought he might just fall or probably faint at that time. That night, everyone had to side by her side to baca Yassin. He still think that he had to make the decision. He whisper to her saying, 'if you need to go, I am willing. I will let you go if its suffering for you this way. I reda if you leave me and the kids.' He told his mother in law, that she has the right to have the say. Eventhough he is the husband. MIL decide to let her go peacefully rather than having her on live support. Doctor said that, she's has internal bleeding at that point. On Sunday night before midnight, they took off the live support and she went away peacefully. Hope she rest in peace.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I felt that he is just being strong, but you never know what is in his head and his heart. I'm sure there are adjustment and changes that requires to adapt to. Its always not easy, because you are use to doing the same thing for 15years or so. And now its different. I'm sure he can handle it, its a matter of time. And to his 2nd Daughter, Happy Birthday to you Today. I hope you will be a strong girl.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today I asked if my contract is extended since they have agreed its up till end of May. I was inform that I'm needed till end of June instead, then from that they will decide. So should I make Plan B?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what is in store for the weekend? I've yet to plan it..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TGIF!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4832106531016508980?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4832106531016508980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4832106531016508980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4832106531016508980' title='Do You Remember...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2641787132068590647</id><published>2008-05-19T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:12:19.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its the longest conversation after more than a month we get in touch. Is it a kebetulan or its mistake? It lasted for 33mins 22sec. See the number?I didnt calculate them, I happen to view it on my last duration on my phone lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We talk about old times, from our last date at Parkway to the Song that reminded us of each other. We talk about the photo of me &amp;amp; Ad which was still hanging at an her desk, its been there for more than 10 years. The photo should not be there, it has created hurt on so many people's heart. Someone else mention it before, he threw the elastic band at my picture feeling angry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall not say anything more. Because my mind and my heart didnt sing the same song. I will leave it to faith. If our path cross, then its all up to HIM to decide. Because we happen to meet before and after, after almost 15years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is/was our song... (Honestly, now I feel that its the most 'kental' song ever!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2641787132068590647?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2641787132068590647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2641787132068590647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2641787132068590647' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-1131576969548467311</id><published>2008-05-18T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:16:36.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Weekend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I've been waiting for this weekend, all because of the holiday on Monday.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This week has been a busy day with interview arrangment for CH and Linda. Then came a new perm staff a fresh graduate. Understudying me.. I think its more to taking over my Aquisition job from Steve's.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I had a few impromptu meet up with a few people. On Tuesday, I had to send some document for Steve. Not familiar with the location of the SingPost at our new office area. I had to go to the SingPost at town since it closes as 9pm. SMS Nya' if she is available to meet for a while. She had to collect the coach ticket near there, so we end up meeting up for Dinner.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Meet at PS, it has been our hang out place during our younger days. We had dinner, its been some time since we had a decent sit down dinner conversation! PS is so 'lenggang' this days. I didnt realise that the Cuppage Food Court is no longer there. We had to settle for dinner somewhere else. Do not want to be back late, Nya' suggested sending me back by cab just like old times... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We had our double date at PS before. Alot of times, we go out the 3 of us, Nya' her bf back then (arwah) Rhymie &amp; me.. Time flies after more than 15years, and here we are again, being a different person all together.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I went to watch What happen in Vegas on Thursday. Left office late, decided to catch the movies instead. The story is so kelakar but at the end of the movies its touching a bit lah.. On Friday, with all the interview going on, I had to leave office late. Receive an sms from Kak Liza suggesting for coffee hang out. Saf is free for that as well, so as Zaf as she drives to work today. So I said YES!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Meet them at Raffles Place, Zaf came to fetch us to Al-Ameen to buy dinner. Brought the whole tonnes of Roti Nan &amp; Butter Chicken to CCK2. The rest came to gather.. The rest decided to leave home after mid night. Andak suggested I sleep over their place instead.. Its too late.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I left CCK1 at noon. Reach home to change, then left for HMV. Mak &amp; Ayah reminded of Mama, Mak Uda &amp; Mak Adik departure for Umrah that day. I decided to meet them at the Airport instead. I meet the cousin's on my father's side once a while, especially if there's gathering or weddings. Although, we dont meet often, but still I'm close with Nuri &amp; Mala since they are from my "generation". During my younger days, we use to play, hang out and go out together when they use to stay at Blk 8 and me at Blk 6. That's one of the reason for us being very close.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ah, its sooo good that know that you DONT HVE TO GET UP Early Tomorrow yo! Shiok nya.. I have to seriously catch Khabi Qhusi Khabi Igam!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The (Mom's side) cousins are playing Badminton this evening at Woodlands Stadium! hahaha.. Badminton seh. I know nuts about badminton mind you.. I will just come to watch hahah...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-1131576969548467311?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1131576969548467311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1131576969548467311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1131576969548467311' title='The Long Weekend..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2739846207017352419</id><published>2008-05-08T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:50:20.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SCMTGQoKCtsAAEmWR9Y1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCMTGQoKCtsAAEmWR9Y1/mothersday1.gif?et=rQ%2BwnB0uGVNMMvs6AxH5xg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;TO ALL Mothers, Friends, Sisters, Cousins..&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2739846207017352419?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2739846207017352419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2739846207017352419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2739846207017352419' title='Happy Mother&amp;#39;s Day!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-5596669126624186242</id><published>2008-05-07T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:06:07.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di Izin Kan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Since the trip to work takes 25mins of the train ride, you might never know who you might meet along the way. Unfortunately, I had to wear my spec today because My Lenses got wash down the sink! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Baru nak melawa hari ni, since there were going to be some visitors to our new office.. Off all day, it has to be today. Just when Alex my optician sms me to collect my new lenses, I told him I will collect it today instead. And this morning it has to go down the sink! Cekik Darah betul lah... Tak di izinkan untuk pakai lenses, later on sabun pulak masuk mata.. Terpaksa lah pakai specs..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;An sms at 7.45am really make my day, but I rather not be too happy about it. Actually I was happy lah.. The network at the new building is VERY BAD. The call at noon, I didnt get to answer it at all. I got really mad, but it was actually a sign. Wasnt aware that my office has already move to the West, the call was meant to meet up. I asked, if now is a right time to meet. Belum di izin kan ALLAH untuk bertemu. Thats when the calls was not connected &amp; the plan to meet was not possible.. Will wait till ALLAH Izinkan, Insya ALLAH. Its not the time yet...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Actually there is nothing much to blog about. There are things in my head but not ready to let it out...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-5596669126624186242?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5596669126624186242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/5596669126624186242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5596669126624186242' title='Di Izin Kan..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-280841893149749737</id><published>2008-05-03T09:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:17:49.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ayat ayat cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SBxaOh9XnWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3l1ifO0UnfM/s1600-h/w4_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196127275759148386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SBxaOh9XnWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3l1ifO0UnfM/s320/w4_800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brother in law, Jojo was outstation at Batam for about 3 weeks or so about a month ago. Claim that he watch Ayat Ayat Cinta on the cinema 3 times Alone! Saying praises about the movie. Mention how nice the shots were with the padang pasir location at Mesir when the filming was made. I went thru You Tube to view the movie. I saw the trailer, interesting movie. Unfortunately it was not in Singapore yet back then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jojo was away again, He came back buying a few books of Ayat Ayat Cinta for Fidz and us here at Boon Keng. Mak has finish reading them. Waiting for my turn, Raudz is holding it now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 Days ago, I saw the advertisement on BH saying Ayat Ayat Cinta coming to the cinema here &amp;amp; the actor/actresses are here for the preview as well!!! How shiok can it be kan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night, went online at Cathay Cineplex DownTown East site. There was only less then 10 seats left! I had to go buy them immediately. I bought 4 and how still wondering beside Mak &amp;amp; Me, who else is interested to go. Sms Fidz, she cant cause on PM shift. Will force Ayah to come along tmrw.. Its gonna be a Belated Birthday for Ayah &amp;amp; Advance Mother Day then.. Will not want to miss catching it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check this link : &lt;a href="http://www.ayatayatcintathemovie.com/"&gt;http://www.ayatayatcintathemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-280841893149749737?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/280841893149749737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/280841893149749737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#280841893149749737' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SBxaOh9XnWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3l1ifO0UnfM/s72-c/w4_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4771278497302013562</id><published>2008-05-02T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:29:19.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Something funny happen to me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is our offical working day at the new office. As you can see on my previous posting, the whole office are fitted with glass partitions. We are still busy unpacking &amp;amp; adjusting to the new environment. Anyway, I was suppose to transfer a call to David. Unfortunately he was not at his seat, he was at the small conference room. Earlier, I was inside the room talking to Anuar &amp;amp; Augustine and recall that the room was open. I didnt realise that David close the glass door when he went in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what? I bang on the Glass Door!!! There was a load Bang! Everyone in the office look at me, waiting for reaction.. I laugh.. and the rest follow. haahah.. Actually I didnt hit my head, my shoes knock against the glass that created a loud bang. My lipstick stain the glass door that makes Anuar &amp;amp; Augustine laugh so hard. David cant stop laughing too eventhough he was on a phone calls... Mak Kau! Rabak seh.. It was the joke of the day. I make a fool of myself... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told Ros about it, she cant stop laughing each time she passes by me. Eventhough she didnt get to watch that incident.. Dont worry, I nose tak 'kemek'... The only thing I had to do was to wipe my lipstick stain on the glass. CH asked, "the glass door is ok eh?" He looked at me, geleng kepala &amp;amp; laugh at me.. hahaha... Mak saya kata, Hari ni hari Bodoh saya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So glad the weekend has come. I've been working from Wednesday till late, as we move our stuff since Wednesday morning. We had to work on Labour Day! Of all day. So tomorrow, I'll love to wake up at say, 9.30am!..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday lunch was a trash out session. Glad it came out, but its was more on YD, he was stressed out being instructed to do this and that. Irritating..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just receive the delivery from Ummy, the blouse that I ordered is beautiful. Thanks..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4771278497302013562?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4771278497302013562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4771278497302013562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4771278497302013562' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-754361595308250158</id><published>2008-04-27T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:47:28.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Attention Please&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those who was part of the Co-Operative Society back in School Day, they are looking for us. Escpecially, Julyani, Norhaidah, Emilda. Please check out this Website.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are requesting us to Claim Monies from the Government due to the contribution to the school we have made.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I was googling for my own name &amp;amp; found this website. Internet can really do Wonders Man!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click Here : &lt;a href="http://app.mof.gov.sg/unclaim/unclmDetail.asp?tab=3@min&amp;amp;id=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#116a91;"&gt;http://app.mof.gov.sg/unclaim/unclmDetail.asp?tab=3@min&amp;amp;id=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please contact this following people for enquiries :-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="4" width="700" bg border="0" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Header" align="left" colspan="100"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contact Officer(s):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" align="left" colspan="100"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" align="left" colspan="100"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Co-op Liquidation Proceeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Akidah Bte Muhammad Yusof&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Designation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assistant Registrar of Co-operatives Societies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63548182&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fax &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62567250&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" align="left" colspan="100"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For inquiries on unclaimed monies, please contact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauline Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Designation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assistant Director&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63548092&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauline_Tan@mcys.gov.sg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fax &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62590149&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" align="left" colspan="100"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For inquiries on unclaimed monies, please contact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philomena Pilatu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Designation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SFO/PP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63548202&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;philomena_pilatu@mcys.gov.sg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="62"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fax &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Txt_Small" width="201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62590149&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-754361595308250158?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/754361595308250158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/754361595308250158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#754361595308250158' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-4336643604546231905</id><published>2008-04-27T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:47:06.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Office, New Environment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Yesterday, CH requested us to come over to the new office for 'site visit'. Had to start early on a Saturday morning at 9am! I thought I could pay back some sleep unfortunately, we were asked to meet at 10am at the new office.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I thought, I should come 'sempoi' with tee, jeans &amp; sandals. I have this different feeling after i slip on my sandals. But I continue moving. Not until I reach Kallang MRT, the whole thing came off. Jam, thinking where can I go and buy slippers at that hour. I called Mak, she offered to send my shoes at the MRT. Imagine If I'm already in the train &amp; the thing came off!&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBQqZAoKCtsAAE17L741/fus_0.jpg?et=joE5LRMcmGeq496R9jSZxg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So I time the journey from Kallang to Buona Vista, surprisingly it take only 25mins. Unfortunately it takes 15mins for the feder bus 91 to come, eventhough the journey from Buona Vista MRT to Fusionopolis is only 3 stops away. Met Ros at the bus stop, we took the feder togather. Arriving at the Fusionopolis stop, Cecilia was there waiting for us with Amy, Noelle and of course CH.&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBQrDAoKCtsAAGoxIaI1/Fus_1.jpg?et=hXJwomDwARpi7e8BKe6%2Ctg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Take a look at the new office.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBQrmwoKCtsAAHLmVrM1"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;My desk&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBQrmwoKCtsAAHLmVrM1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBQrmwoKCtsAAHLmVrM1/fus_4.jpg?et=IkIICksWZ4ql5IBR5eRKuw&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBQrdgoKCtsAAHMrYXw1/fus_3.jpg?et=GTar1XNPXhngqPqH%2C3WaXg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBQrOwoKCtsAAHL3Wvk1/fus_2.jpg?et=OuHshSbOlos7x9nrrGkp%2CQ&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The view from 21st Floor is amazing. Reminded me of the view from my old block in which I can see every where..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Y called, I feel that he is still the same person even after 14years. Honestly, I'm comfortable talking to him. And its dangerously!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I was at Far East plaza yesterday, shopping alone. Felt like buying a pair of shoes that I was aiming the day before. Saf &amp; Kak Liza, we all went out for dinner at Remen Ten on Friday evening. Then later Dier &amp; Zaf came to fetch us for coffee. Went Boat Quay it was crowded like mad as usual. Abg Adi &amp; Andak came right after that. I suggested to go to One Fullerton StarBucks. They close at 12.30mid night actually. Its always the best place to hang out!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So anyway, I shop for shoes. Saw someone famous. 'Pak Rizal' - Iqbal Pakula of Hikmah. He was shopping with a lady (gf kot!). I said Hi and told him I'm a Hikmah Fan, eventhough I always curse and swear that story!... Friendly man. He must be surprise.&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBQvWwoKCtsAAFVP1ac1/iqbal%20pakula.jpg?et=JyP%2BjIXN8JeApN%2Br07Y%2BnA&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Got to go.. I have to work on 1st May PH seh!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-4336643604546231905?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4336643604546231905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/4336643604546231905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4336643604546231905' title='New Office, New Environment...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6623066878928072997</id><published>2008-04-21T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:20:56.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is a super busy day. The office moving in less than a week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to lunch in, with CH who wants to join. He has asked me to buy lunch for him for the 1st time. "Kita nak biasa eh?" Biasa apa, kita belum biasa lah... Finished my lunch early, seat down to continue my packing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its 1319hrs when my hp rang. "Siapa ni call tengahari buta?" The number looks like its coming from a kantor bandara. Oh no! I picked up the call, a familiar voice came. Still sounded the same, address me the same way just like 14years ago. Then the flash back start playing in my head....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was trying to recall how it all started. We went out, just the two of us. I cant remember how I agreed to the 'date'. We went Parkway Parade, just right after office hours. I know he was attached actually. But only know that it was just months to his wedding from others. Felt cheated, my feeling was lead on.. Someone close did tell me, "you ingat dia nak call off the wedding just because he's now having the things with you? Jangan harap lah.." I hate that, I felt so berdosa. He called home, mak spoke to him saying that he should stop calling since he's getting married soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wedding was on, I didnt attend. Less than a year, right on my birthday week he announced the arrival of his 1st baby. A girl was born just days before (or after) my birthday. He says, "now I will remember your birthday since its the same as my daughter."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After 14years, I emailed him, I didnt wipe my signature when my contact number is clearly reflected. Stupidity! Surprise to get the call actually. But I actually know he's brave enough to do it. I can bet on it, he will call.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He asked, "are you married?" I said no. "But I thought you were engaged kan?" I asked how do you know? I can sensed it. Betul ke?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You think he will call again? I bet he will.. If he is asking me out, I think its not a right time. The lost is still new.. But you think I should agree to things, even after all this years? I think I have to sit down &amp;amp; decide. Not think twice, but more than that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why all this Three guys came at the same time at the same sequence just like 14years ago eh? How I wish that I was 14years younger, then I change things and make it better.. On second thought.. I better NOT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things has got to change. A job, a life then the rest will fall back nicely. I should be able to take things better at this age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually kan, I miss Pumpkin.. My cousin's cat. She's such a 'qui' cat, playful. I'm afraid of cats actually. But not too the extreme. But Pumpkin is different. She sit on my leg when I was in bed that night at Savanah. I felt that she sat right beside me at around 3am. I realise it already past subuh, I turn my head felt some one was watching me. Pumpkin! Kau dok mengadap muka aku tido? Ya ampun, its only 7am... I want to pay back some sleep please, she wants to play. Now I miss her..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6623066878928072997?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6623066878928072997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6623066878928072997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6623066878928072997' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-1845314642314924940</id><published>2008-04-14T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:25:49.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Passes to FYI Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;A new up and coming lifestyle-magazine series is coming soon in Suria TV12 by the name of FYI, and since it will be the first, a Test Pilot will be held on 16 April. Guess who will be the guest for this one? &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;IMRAN AJMAIN will The test pilot will not be telecasted but you’ll get to catch a preview of what you’ll be expecting in this new programme.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size=2&gt;Programme : FYI (Test Pilot)&lt;BR&gt;Time : To be seated by 7.45pm sharp&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;TABLE style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px" cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt; &lt;TBODY&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size=2&gt;Start:     &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size=2&gt;Wednesday, Apr 16, '08&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR vAlign=top&gt; &lt;TD&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size=2&gt;Location:     &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size=2&gt;Studio 1, Mediacorp TV, Caldecott Hill&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Please email your details in this order if you’d like to have free passes and be among the first to catch this one before it gets on air, LIVE on 2nd May. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Email to raudha@beats.sg with your&lt;BR&gt;Name :&lt;BR&gt;Tel :&lt;BR&gt;No of Tickets :&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Please make sure you list down the exact number of tickets you need and we’ll not entertain any last minute requests, to be fair with everyone! And please do check your emails regularly and pick up our phone calls!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thanks!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-1845314642314924940?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1845314642314924940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1845314642314924940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#1845314642314924940' title='Free Passes to FYI Program'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3745489458974936837</id><published>2008-04-13T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:03:08.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I should get out today, I thought… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to Joo Chait, collect some money from the sales. Then headed to Tampines, aimlessly.. No particular appointment, no particular plan. Check with &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Aden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; thought she’s at home, probably I should get the document from her since I should need it for closing of account. She’s at a wedding.. So can’t get them. SMS Zaleha, probably she’s available. She replied, saying “sorry, I’m at my in law’s place.” It's been some time since I last went to Malls, so many changes. Went a few rounds, then finally settle myself to BK, grab a bite and read my book. Enjoy my bus ride and reach home at 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This morning, Ayah insist that I should see the doctor. There is this strain on my neck that is bothering me. Its not very painful or anything. But yesterday I had this headache. So went to Dr Koh at 10am, have it checked. Concern over my Thyroid since I've history of them. I had my Tonsil remove a few years back. I thought it cant be that again. Surprisingly, It IS MY TONSIL. But I didnt have any discomfort in my throat. How can it be tonsil pulak? Since its been remove so the pain attack my neck, its the nerves. I'm on MC actually tomorrow. But I'm not feeling sick, for the 1st time Alhamdulliah. Its just disturbing when I turn my head thats all. Guess how much is the medical bill? $49.00! mak kau, its all because of Augmentine Antibiotic. Because my throat is so manja that other normal antibiotic wont work any more. So I had to take the higher dose, which is $2/per tablet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A few days ago, while having a discussion over being single I was totally surprise that a close friend share the same sentiment as me. Probably because so use to being doing things independently, cant imagine being question on what you doing, where you’re going and such. Just like not being able to work under someone after working on your own. Its different actually, can’t take it being instructed to do things other people’s way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It’s been quiet this few weeks. It’s been silent from ‘make my day’ morning or evening greetings. It’s even further and lost touch. Sad I must say, I miss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They are moving to the west end of the month. I don’t intend to stay till next month. It’s too far and the incoming is ‘ciput’ not enough to pay back my wake up time, traveling time &amp;amp; transport fair. Urgently need a replacement soon… It's not easy getting a perm, like I have to ‘beg’ for it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There were 5, then 4, soon there will be three probably in the next few years… and I’m not the one! Pathetic…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At least this month, I can be proud of myself. Pay my own bills, pay the load slightly more than the agreed installment. Get to buy the essentials that every woman needs. Way to Go!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just a thought, for investment sake I should get myself a property. Since the CPF has been left untouched, I was thinking I should apply for one. I’ll be eligible by my birthday month this year anyway…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3745489458974936837?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3745489458974936837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3745489458974936837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3745489458974936837' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-9164531007152341741</id><published>2008-04-12T08:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:17:50.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SABBbQoKCtsAAETmNuw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SABBbQoKCtsAAETmNuw1/rain1204.jpg?et=O4%2C4pUjuoy5WlQ37APWOzw&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its been raining so heavily this week and its always towards late afternoon. And today, its raining again. You have every reason to stay indoor actually. The heavy rain is just an excuse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have not mention about the zoo trip. Its been a week already. It was fun fun fun.. Tired still but Fun FUn FUn... I guess it the good company and the sporting Imtiaz. It was not really tired, it more to letih and exhausted because of the long walk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202098504390927058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SDGRByDP4tI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qcJch4eEzq8/s320/zoo_02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202098512980861682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SDGRCSDP4vI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nfHifVp1kVA/s320/zoo_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were 40 orphanges from the home, 35 fellow Imitaz, including the Man himself and us. Food glorious food, Thanks to Aden's Mak for the nasi lemak yg sungguh sedap chili pedas giler terangkat tu. Mana nak pegi cari itu Nasi lemak power tu Aden?? Akak nak pi beli ah..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202098508685894370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SDGRCCDP4uI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xkPrxu_n0I0/s320/zoo_04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202098517275828994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SDGRCiDP4wI/AAAAAAAAAQw/C-HaKVQLo8s/s320/zoo_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all left at 2.30pm or so, arrive home at 3pm. Since I was very exhausted, I thought I shall take a nap or something. I end up sleeping till 6.15pm as though its Night! Pengsan abis. Best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its been busy in the office, in which to me its GOOD. Otherwise, I'm bored till I can fall asleep on my table. In which I've been drinking coffee 4 x a day, unlike any other normal days I will only have them in the morning and some times late afternoon. We are assign to prepare 200 goodie bag for an overseas show. And the day that the new folder come for delivery, I was surprise to find out that the baju kurung I was wearing was the same color as the folder! Mak Ai, dont you think I will look sedondon with the file &amp;amp; outfit if I had to attend the booth show? hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SABBEwoKCtsAAEPSJ2I1/greenI0104.jpg?et=61pFSiNvBfZLeM3xkSYLdw&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, a fellow temp staff had his last day yesterday. Clement was a temp, few weeks earlier than me. He's going back to school soon. The other day, I saw him blogging on his blogspot when I passes by him. (I blog discretely myself too actually!) So yesterday, I pass him my link and I totally forgotten to ask for his! Blur me.. Anyway Clement Chua, all the best to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Wed night, I dreamt that Rohana M, Surinah, Yati &amp;amp; me were out in our school uniform going around some shopping centre that I could not figure out where was it. We were back to our Sec Sch days, with long hair, tie up in dark blue ribbon same color as our uniform skirt. Woke up, it was already subuh! I had to sms them, telling them what I dreamt. hahha.. That evening, I asked Rohana if she is free for tea tarik. It was unplanned, we meet after maghrib at Kampung Glam Cafe. Had dinner, chit chat for a while &amp;amp; left around 9.30pm. I like impromptu meeting. It goes with the flow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weather is making me lazy.. Shall I take a nap after zohor? hehehe.. tempting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-9164531007152341741?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/9164531007152341741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/9164531007152341741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#9164531007152341741' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SDGRByDP4tI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qcJch4eEzq8/s72-c/zoo_02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8154093386338669621</id><published>2008-04-07T09:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:28:05.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just receive a shocking new from Zaleha, my sec sch mate. She called me twice I believe it must be something serious...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About a month ago after being inform by Jumari that Yazid Osman, our fellow friend in CIAS are now working in UPS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I called Zaleha back during lunch time, She said that her Operation dept friend infrom that Yazid Osman's wife Passes Away this morning! I got a shock of my life, I remembered his wife Salinah, I've seen her before. They are staying at Simie. Back then I was only 21 yrs old, Yazid was i think 25 or something, and wife was 20+yrs old. I remembered...Well Ju will have more things to say when I said I remembered Yazid &amp;amp; wife and all of the above.. thats for me to know, not for others to find out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world is so small, the info obtain is from a Sec Sch mate, I confirm it with Ju. He sms me back saying, "Ya I got the news already, from Yazid directly. Thanks." I told him, I'm not giving out the Info, I want to be sure if we are talking about the same person now. He confirm it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to call Nya'. When I asked her remembered Yazid she said ya of course,"mataair lama kau!" She was surprise when I told her.. I sms my cousin Normala, cause we use to be collegues with husband Azmi back in CIAS days..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just had to email Yazid, heard they have 3 daughters. They must be in their Pri Sch or something.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Al-Fatihah to Salinah. (i hope I could get her Full Name.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Takziah to M Yazid Osman &amp;amp; Family..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8154093386338669621?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8154093386338669621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8154093386338669621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8154093386338669621' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2394209971253461413</id><published>2008-04-03T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:44:07.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On BH Classified Ads</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=left&gt;Muka Surat 16 - &lt;EM&gt;1581 Pelancongan&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Berita Harian, Khamis 3 April 2008&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;Minerva Travel Pte Ltd (TA00013)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;Konsert Minggu Setiausaha Bersama :&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;Imran Ajmain - Singapore, Marcell - Indonesia, Dayang Nurfaizah - Malaysia&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;24 April '08&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;Kuala Lumpur, Crown Plaza Hotel&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;Pakej 2H 1M + tiket &amp; 1x Lunch + 1x Sarapan + City Tour... $265.00&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;LEEZA 9622 9814 / 68481354&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;Leeza of Minerva Travel is our Tour Agent Partner for the Secretaries Week Getaway to KL. Contact her for further enquiries.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-TexwoKCtsAAH4i0BQ1/sgklbanner_copy.jpg?et=RicBTBwFfx1EypuaCJQ1xA&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2394209971253461413?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2394209971253461413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2394209971253461413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2394209971253461413' title='On BH Classified Ads'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8122986256109533390</id><published>2008-03-31T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:17:50.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Utusan Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;31st March 2008, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dari “Erti Hidu Marcell”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184272305485908706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/R_I8McNiCuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2NlfZnTejUo/s320/marcel_3103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dia ditemui pada sidang akhbar Makan Tengah Hari Minggu Setiausaha Ekstravaganza 2008 yang bakal dijayakan olehnya di Grand Nirwana Ballroom, Hotel Crowne Plaza pada 24 April depan bermula pukul 12 tengah hari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Uniknya persembahan ini juga, ia menggabungkan dua bintang dari &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; dan Singapura yang juga rakan baik kepada Marcell iaitu Dayang Nurfaizah dan Imran Ajmain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jelas Marcell atau nama sebenarnya, Marcellius Kirana Hamonangan Siahaan, keretakan hubungan kekeluargaan yang dialaminya sewaktu kecil menjadikannya lebih matang untuk menghargai hidup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Disebabkan itu juga, album ketiganya diberi judul Hidup kerana bagi Marcell, setelah kepahitan yang dilaluinya sebelum ini, dia mahu berkongsi dengan peminatnya menerusi karya-karya yang ditampilkan dalam buah tangan terbarunya itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sambutan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Album Hidup yang mula menjengah pasaran di negara kelahirannya hampir sebulan yang lalu sudah pun mendapat sambutan yang cukup hebat dari peminat setianya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Cerita Marcell, album ketiganya itu masih lagi menampilkan konsep yang dibawakannya sebelum ini dan single pertama dari album tersebut, Candu Asmara juga sudah meraih perhatian yang cukup meluas di tanah bekas jajahan Belanda itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“Saya lebih bereksperimentasi dengan muziknya di mana saya &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;cuba&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; gabungkan muzik yang saya tampilkan dalam album pertama dan kedua saya untuk dijadikan satu kelainan dalam album ketiga saya ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“Diharapkan peminat saya akan dapat menerima album ini nanti apabila ia dipasarkan di &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; tidak berapa lama lagi,” terang Marcell yang mencuri perhatian peminat muzik Melayu Nusantara lewat lagu Hanya Memuji yang dinyanyikan bersama teman seperjuangannya, Shanty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Marcell yang sebelum ini pernah menghasilkan dua buah album, Marcell (2003) dan Denganmu (2004) serta sebuah album bungkusan semula, Marcell Repackaged, memberitahu, lagu Bukan Lagu Cinta yang dinyanyikannya bersama Karen Theresia Pooroe (bekas finalis Indonesian Idol musim pertama) dianggapnya terlalu istimewa kerana ia merupakan hasil nukilan isterinya sendiri.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bercerita tentang persembahannya untuk minggu setiausaha kelak, pemuja lagu-lagu M.Nasir ini memberitahu, dia akan tampil dengan pemuzik iringannya dengan barisan lagunya yang popular dan lagu-lagu dendangan penyanyi lain selama 90 minit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“Di Indonesia, suasananya menyambut minggu setiausaha cukup berbeza kerana ia tidak semeriah di &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Disebabkan itu, saya menjanjikan satu persembahan yang menarik dan saya akan pastikan mereka yang hadir nanti akan pulang dengan seribu kepuasan,” katanya yang kini selesa dengan imej botak setelah tampil dengan imej afro dan dreadlock sebelum ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Harga-harga untuk menyaksikan Makan Tengah Hari Minggu Setiausaha Ekstravaganza 2008 anjuran Technolis Corporation Sdn. Bhd. dengan kerjasama Click a Child, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Rafflesia&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Pearl&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Centre&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;dan&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Hotel&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Crowne&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Plaza&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; Mutiara ini sudah mula dijual dengan harga RM315, RM368 dan RM420.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Untuk sebarang tempahan dan pembelian tiket, bolehlah menghubungi 013-2054191 (Zira), 012-2654565 (Nadya) atau 016-6838444 (Aszuad).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For Singapore fan, feel free to drop an email to Raudha at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:raudha@beats.sg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;raudha@beats.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. We attend to Tickets Purchase Only too. But of course, going with us as a grop will be more Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-D0LgoKCtsAAEb7CFA1/sgklbanner_copy.jpg?et=pRyue6X%2BLiMSvFSuiX7fSQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8122986256109533390?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8122986256109533390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8122986256109533390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8122986256109533390' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/R_I8McNiCuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2NlfZnTejUo/s72-c/marcel_3103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7239929644464580620</id><published>2008-03-30T08:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T18:56:11.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm not into politics, but there is something that interest me the most about this man, Barack Obama...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This background is so intresting. His mom is white, his father is African. The parents divorce, the mom later married an Indonesian. He stay in Indonesia since he was around 6yrs old or so, with an Indonesian half sister he learn alot of things during this early childhood in an Asian country. I am not surprise if he speaks Bahasa well. He learn about Islam back then too, minimum but still...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="related" href="http://www.newsweek.com/related.aspx?subject=Barack+Obama"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Barry Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt; decided that he didn't like his nickname. A few of his friends at Occidental College had already begun to call him Barack (his formal name), and he'd come to prefer that. The way his half sister, Maya, remembers it, Obama returned home at Christmas in 1980, and there he told his mother and grandparents: no more Barry. Obama recalls it slightly differently, but in the same basic time frame. He believes he told his mom he wanted to be called Barack when she visited him in New York the following summer. By both accounts, it seemed that the elder relatives were reluctant to embrace the change. Maya recalls that Obama's maternal grandparents, who had played a big role in raising him, continued long after that to call him by an affectionate nickname, "Bar." "Not just them, but my mom, too," says Obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Why did Obama make the conscious decision to take on his formal African name? His father was also Barack, and also Barry: he chose the nickname when he came to America from Kenya on a scholarship in 1959. His was a typical immigrant transition. Just as a Dutch woman named Hanneke might become Johanna, or a German named Matthias becomes Matt, the elder Barack wanted to fit in. America was a melting pot, and it was expected then that you melt—or at least smooth some of your more foreign edges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;But Obama, after years of trying to fit in himself, decided to reverse that process. The choice is part of his almost lifelong quest for identity and belonging—to figure out who he is, and how he fits into the larger American tapestry. Part black, part white, raised in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="related" href="http://www.newsweek.com/related.aspx?subject=Hawaii"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt; and Indonesia, with family of different religious and spiritual backgrounds—seen by others in ways he didn't see himself—the young Barry was looking for solid ground. At Occidental, he was feeling as if he was at a "dead end," he tells NEWSWEEK, "that somehow I needed to connect with something bigger than myself." The name Barack tied him more firmly to his black African father, who had left him and his white mother at a young age and later returned home to Kenya. But that wasn't the primary motivation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read more here... its a long article and yet Interesting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1 id="headline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;When Barry Became Barack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="deck" id="deck"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It didn't happen overnight. But in college, the young Barry took to being called by his formal name. What this evolution tells us about him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/128633"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;http://www.newsweek.com/id/128633&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its will make a difference if he's the New Leader in the US. Better not say more... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7239929644464580620?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7239929644464580620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7239929644464580620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7239929644464580620' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-458843136968446781</id><published>2008-03-25T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:17:50.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To KL with Imran Ajmain, Dayang Nurfaizah &amp;amp; Marcell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/R-kCEMNiCtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8bVvFHXIKEI/s1600-h/sgklbanner_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181675117287181010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/R-kCEMNiCtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8bVvFHXIKEI/s320/sgklbanner_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuala Lumpur&lt;/strong&gt; - Secretaries Week will be featuring a brand new ambience as three stars from 3 different countries make its way in Crowne Plaza Mutiara Kuala Lumpur this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcell from Indonesia, Dayang Nurfaizah from Malaysia and the arising star, Imran Ajmain from Singapore is expected to perform for fulfilling 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re inviting a whole load of you to join us in our KL tour because its fun that way. Let’s sing in the bus and make new friends while we are at it. We have 5 hours along the journey! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone’s birthday is coming, and its one day after the show. He doesn’t fancy surprises, I’m sorry I can’t coordinate with you on that one. Go with the flow, loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether you are an Imtiaz or not, you’re still invited. There’s nothing like committee or registration in Imtiaz. If you love Marcell or Dayang, you’re still very much welcome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2D 1N Package prices for Singaporeans inclusive of the following :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date : 24 April 2008 – 25 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;+ Coach to and fro SG - KL+ 2D 1N at KL International Hotel (inclusive of Breakfast)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ 1 seat to Secretaries Week with Imran Ajmain, Marcell &amp;amp; Dyg Nurfaizah (includes Buffet Lunch) 12:00noon at Grand Nirwana Ballroom, Crowne Plaza Mutiara Hotel, KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ BIG Breakfast with Imran Ajmain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ Free &amp;amp; Easy Tour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please email within to &lt;strong&gt;raudha@beats.sg&lt;/strong&gt; for enquiries for package prices.&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/8683992-458843136968446781?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/458843136968446781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/458843136968446781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#458843136968446781' title=''/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/R-kCEMNiCtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8bVvFHXIKEI/s72-c/sgklbanner_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3466610278361521807</id><published>2008-03-23T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:37:22.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Negative Vibes</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;After an emotional morning, I kept some thoughts to do something that probably could make things better...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I called the partner in crime, but there was no answer. I dont want to sms, words can sound different compared to talking. I want to be confident and admit that I made the mistake. I shall try again later I thought.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Part of the situation has been solved, we had small talk. The rest I will still leave it to Takdir untuk menentukan segala nya.. Insya ALLAH.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I tried calling again in the afternoon, no answer still. Last choice, sms to all the 4 numbers.. which ever is answer then I might hit the jack pot. Indeed.. the sms was answered. It was not a good idea to say sorry via sms again.. I just want to get rid of the negativities fast.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;At the same time, I sms another person in which I should apologize too.. I dont want to have to wait for another 10 years looking for him &amp; said sorry again. Unfortunately, there was no reply. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"J, I'm sorry again, I've hurt you too many times. You know me too well, I cant accept it you caught me off guard knowing so much. You said it All Right! I'm too ego to accept it."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have another mission.. I want to make this call and let it be the last one &amp; put it rest. When the call is made, but I dont have to say sorry. Just want to make sure he's fine but do further contact after that. No exchanging of number or any follow up calls. Insya ALLAH. Ya ALLAH berikan lah aku kekuatan untuk melaksanakan tugasan ini.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ok I'm counting days &amp; weeks.. I've submitted more than 10 job application yesterday &amp; today. Hope there will be some Hasil! Insya ALLAH.. Amin.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3466610278361521807?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3466610278361521807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3466610278361521807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3466610278361521807' title='Goodbye Negative Vibes'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-2030755420645158057</id><published>2008-03-23T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:51:00.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=left&gt;Its been 3 days in a row that I can sleep peacefully. I'm still trying to solve the puzzle.. Its 7am now. How early is that...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;Right after subuh, I cant get back to sleep. Thought of paying back some sleeping time since its Sunday. But my mind just start going around till my heart beats so fast. There is big lump on my heart that its making it sooo sarat with thoughts &amp; things in which I dont understand it at all. I tried to back track what is going on, maybe I'm just not letting it go.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;There were a few things that goes into my head. One of it was not wanting someone that I so comfortable with to get hurt by someone I love so much all thru my life. In which both I love so much. Hope ALLAH give the sign &amp; things will get better and I can rest the case. Then I realise that I'm not &lt;FONT face="arial, helvetica"&gt;ready&lt;/FONT&gt; to let her go &amp; in which its not like as if he's asking for her hand! Apa Aje aku! But thats what it is... I'm just being jealous, jealous for being the 3rd person now. Not long ago it was, always been You, me &amp; another person. Now they have my name on the 3rd place.. Jealous nampak, jealous nampak!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;I enjoy the company, excited over it &amp; waiting for the time. But before we all meet, my heart will start &lt;FONT size=2&gt;pounding&lt;/FONT&gt; like hell. Its making me breadthless, feel like fainting. "What the hell ni?" So even waiting makes me feel angry. From the start, I was the one who want this to happen. I'm happy, so happy about it that things could work out the way I want it to be. But why this feeling seh! Two is a company, Three is a crowd. But when we all started talking, it will never end. There were so far no secret, everything is so clear, crystal clear. I know both side of the stories, earlier request is for me to keep to myself. At the end of the day, they shared it among them. Its alright by me. Its their life anyway. I'm very glad that 'keikhlasan itu ada'. Thank you for having me in the loop.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="arial, helvetica" size=2&gt;"Mengapa bila kita bertiga ku jadi cemburu, Rasa di curi oh hak milik ku, Kau tak perlu tahu isi hati ku, Jika ‘tu penting ini alasan ku..."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="arial, helvetica" size=2&gt;When there were 3, I will ask "sure I'm included?". But when there were only 2, my mind goes hay wire, it goes wild with negativities. I'm Overprotective, for both. Susah betul jadi orang tua ni!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="arial, helvetica" size=2&gt;Whatever it is, I'm just glad it happends. My prayers has been answered, I want her to be in someone's good hands. I'm still praying &amp; it will not just stop there. I'm glad to have a talk with Mak. She always understands us and we are open to discussion no matter what. Before anyone else says anythings, we will make sure Mak knows it first. And I will be very kecik hati if I'm agreeable to whatever decision, so as Mak then someone else yg tak ada kena mengena nak jadi penasihat. Sorry I cannot accept that comment or nasihat of yours. I'm the moderator here, Hello!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="arial, helvetica" size=2&gt;I'm sorry for being like that and acting that way. Because I LOVE you both, Pearl &amp; Permata. You all seems 'serasi bersama'. I'm still here and open for discussion, secrets are still with me (even though some are already bocoh!). I wish that I'm not as strong as I am, because I cant cry it out even though I tried so hard to do that. Listening to Seribu Tahun doesnt help, surprisingly.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="arial, helvetica" size=2&gt;I just need a Big Hug! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I think I need a HUSBAND!&lt;FONT face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-2030755420645158057?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2030755420645158057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/2030755420645158057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2030755420645158057' title='Sarat!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7797846874318508446</id><published>2008-03-21T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T16:44:42.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;How good is the Friday? Its been great for me... A fruitful one.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My 1st time Solat Jumaat today. Our masjid hold a Maulidur Rasul celebration right after the afternoon solat today. Spend almost half the day at Masjid &amp; just reach home.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;With the test that has been going on, it gets me think even more. Eventhough the test was not directed to me, it has created a big impact in my life. From yesterday my heart was racing so fast till I get very distracted &amp; affected by it. That night I cant stop thinking &amp; my eyes just refuse to sleep, my mind dont obey to rest. Till this morning when I get up, I just cant wait to express my thoughts. Till now I'm still nervous &amp; confuse over the whole situation in which I hope will be settle &amp; sign will show soon Insya ALLAH.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;In which I began to learn that it makes a difference between feeling &amp; presences. All my life with all my long distance relationship, I refuse to understand why both of them decided to forget the promise that they made to stay faithful to One &amp; began to go ahead with relationship near them. I have always felt helpless because when I cant be anywhere near &amp; someone's presence just heal the loneliness.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Dont mind my ambiguous entry.. OK i shall not continue, a sudden 'sebak' rushing thru my heart! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ah!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7797846874318508446?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7797846874318508446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7797846874318508446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7797846874318508446' title='Its a Good Friday!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-6982304829354127523</id><published>2008-03-21T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:13:38.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna Come to the Zoo, Its an outing with Imran</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Date : 6th April 2008, Sunday&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Time : 8am - 2pm&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Please email to raudha@beats.sg for bookings with Subject Heading "Zoo Outing". Also include details as follows: Name, Tel, Amt of people going.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Shall we do a picnic again, Imtiaz??&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-6982304829354127523?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6982304829354127523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/6982304829354127523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6982304829354127523' title='Wanna Come to the Zoo, Its an outing with Imran'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7736598980007409547</id><published>2008-03-17T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:19:21.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cik AKak Paling Emosi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:SmartTagType &lt;br namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;o:SmartTagType &lt;br namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;o:SmartTagType &lt;br namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;o:SmartTagType &lt;br namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt; &lt;DIV class=Section1&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; br: Verdana"&gt;Its 11am.. this office is so quiet, even typing on the keyboard can be heard by the whole office! I thought of doing this discreetly, type the entry from the email for multiply posting. As its saver this way, so I don’t have to open the site via explorer.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; br: Verdana"&gt;I’m seriously emotional... Even Husna aka A-Na who know me for just a day can tell how affected I am when situation been told to me. My facial expression will tell how angry I am even though it not concerning me, but by just sharing the story to me make me want to burst out! “Eh jangan story kat Kak Noris, tengok muka dia dah marah tu…” She learn fast.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; br: Verdana"&gt;I saw my ex’s close friend at Kampong Glam café. And that’s when the flash back started to playing.. Even more, I was telling the story to Wa-Wan and &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Aden &lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;it makes me even wonder how the hell it all happen. To hell it it lah. Have been listening to the Dayang old song on repeat mode. Now its playing on my head! I had a Great weekend.. I rather not spoil it.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; br: Verdana"&gt;Back in 2000, while I was dating Rizal, I got to know this guy from the SH office. It all started with mass email then we started exchanging email frequently. Fazly was two years my junior, in comparison with Rizal, he’s 4 years younger. That doesn’t matter actually. We decided to meet up, that was after we had a few conversation via phone. I agreed on the date. I’m fully conscious &amp; remembered that I’m with Rizal, it was just over coffee anyway. We started to get comfortable with each other. I don’t deny the feeling do develop. I told Mak about this new friend of mine. She told me not to lead him on. I thought, just friends what! Don’t know what makes me decide not to continue the relationship, trying to be faithful. In the end, things don’t even work out for me &amp; Rizal. Years after that, I just send a random email to Fazly. He was&lt;BR&gt;still in the same department (and still there now.) He meet someone new, got engaged and now married. Happy for him.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; br: Verdana"&gt;If there was an instance that I continue the friendship with him &amp; didn’t work out with Rizal, would I still be close with Fazly till now? Semua tu kuasa ALLAH, diluar kawalan kita. I don’t blame anybody, it was all because of the situation. AND in life, we just have to experience somethings. Going through ups &amp; down makes you a better person. Its part of learning, so there was no regrets.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=1&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; br: Verdana"&gt;Finally get to finish this entry at 1pm. I just had my lunch, made myself a potato &amp; tuna salad, all courtesy of AFC website… Since I have no idea on what to do, might as well made them. Even more the food from the &lt;st1:Street w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address w:st="on"&gt;Food Court &lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt;are expensive giler! Had rice with sambal fish, vege &amp; sambal kacang/ikan bilis cost me $4.50! Not another time lah. Maybe I will make spaghetti for lunch tomorrow.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/o:SmartTagType&gt;&lt;/o:SmartTagType&gt;&lt;/o:SmartTagType&gt;&lt;/o:SmartTagType&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7736598980007409547?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7736598980007409547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7736598980007409547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7736598980007409547' title='Cik AKak Paling Emosi!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7519804415965203327</id><published>2008-03-16T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:21:20.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms..</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Last Wednesday, we pay a visit to Salim's new restaurant at Simpang Bedok. It was pure random. Right after work and the meeting at City Hall, Wa-Wan came by to meet us. Izzati was there as well. We decided to hang out a little while longer &amp; we all went to Bedok. Wa-Wan, Raudz &amp; me continued the catching up session at Kampong Glam Cafe after that. Back home at midnight.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The place is nice, the food too. But that day, tak puas makan. Will have to go again probably end of the month or something. Wa-Wan said, the deserts are so sedap cause he went again the next day with his mom &amp; sister..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;On Friday, we have already plan to hang out. Right after work, meet up the sis Raudz &amp; 'youngest bro' Wa-Wan down at Suntec City for dinner. Our 2 assistance are having dinner at Meritus Mandarin. We wasted some time after dinner at Kampong Glam cafe Again, 2x in a week. At 10pm, we meet the Izzati, Aden &amp; Husna. Went to Simpang Bedok again, had tea tarik again.. Surprise to see so many familiar faces. Raudz get to meet Nina &amp; Baini there too. Fauzie &amp; Tengku Adil was there as well..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Yesterday, Raudz &amp; me went to Haig Road &amp; Tanjong Katong Road. It been some time since we went to Parkway Parade. I've mention few days back about having Ayam Penyet Eddy at Marine Parade. So we went yesterday.. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be having a meeting after work with the Agent. Hope we could finalize the trip soon. Insya ALLAH!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7519804415965203327?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7519804415965203327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7519804415965203327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7519804415965203327' title='Randoms..'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8441776166747493604</id><published>2008-03-15T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:34:12.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes over the years</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;There are things is life that makes a difference over the years as we grow along. They way we think &amp; decision making differ with age &amp; gender.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Since I just started going back to working, there are a few things that I take into consideration like the job scope, the distance travel &amp; all those stuff. But when I think back again, probably 15 years ago those things are major in decision making.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Job scope - At 21 yrs old :  Its important especially the designation of job eg. Reservation OFFICER, Clerical OFFICER, Customer Care Consultant..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;At 35yrs old : Tak kisah lah Nyah, Receptionist ke, Admin ke.. Asal kan kerja.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Location - At 21 :  Jauh lagi best kan, jadi ada alasan nak balik lewat sebab nak merayap dgn kawan. Or distance jauh sikit so boleh cuci mata sikit..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;At 35 : tak nak travel jauh jauh lah.. Jurong, AMK.. Tambang lebih, nak kena keluar pagi pagi, balik nanti sampai rumah lambat. Yang dekat sudah lah, bugis ke, city hall ke.. tambang minimum aje kan.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Dressing - At 21 : Kerja office nak kena style sikit, especially kerja kat town. Kena kakak office dressing, so if you jumpa friends can always say you're working at so-so place office lah.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;At 35 : Pakai aje apa yg ada. Jeans everyday pun tak kisah lah. Boss tak kisah asalkan pakai or tak menjolok mata. Oh yes, pakai sopan sikit, nanti nak solat senang sikit.. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Salary - At 21 : Gaji kena setimpal, nanti nak shopping nak beli new clothing nak pakai cantik cantik ni kata kerja office apa... CPF Contribution? tak ada pun tak kisah.. belum nak beli rumah lagi apa.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;At 35 : Gaji eh? tak boleh ask to much for expecting salary, nanti susah pulak nak di terima kerja. Shopping? tak important sangat, ada lebih Alhamdulliah ah. Tapi CPF, Penting tu. Nanti nak beli rumah ke apa.. Ni dah $90 Thousand, nak kena add sikit ah, dah 35yrs old dah boleh beli rumah sendiri apa walaupun single no need another name. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Upgrade - At 21 : This job is for experience, so if I want to upgrade my job then I can say I have 2 years customer service &amp; 2 years of admin experience. Then I can change new job next time and be a Senior or Executive staff..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;At 35 : Alah kalau kerja ni dah dekat and people around are ok ok.. Gaji pun orite, stay aje lah tak payah nak tukar kerja ah.. Kerja sampai pencen pun orite ah. Malas ah nak cari kerja baru, nak kena apply lagi, then interview yang sakit hati. Nanti cuti tak naik to 21days. Tukar kerja cuti back to 14 days aje.. Susah ah..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This are just a few things.. There are more that other can think about, I can bet you.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;However with all this things listed, I on the other hand told my self. I DO NOT WANT TO WORK FOR PEOPLE FOREVER! There are things in my head that tell me that I would want to continue working for my own company. And the Law of Attaction is to earn $30 thousand and have that much in the company account by the end of the year! Amacam Raudha &amp; Imran! Law of Attraction...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8441776166747493604?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8441776166747493604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8441776166747493604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8441776166747493604' title='Changes over the years'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-8966315164537900156</id><published>2008-03-09T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:31:39.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an unplanned meet up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I seriously have to blog about today's impromptu meet up.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We were suppose to go for a meeting today, unfortunately its cancel because they do not want the weekend to be disturbed... We were so bored at home, check multiply, saw Aden replying to all the comments.. I told Raudha, "call Aden, tanya buat apa apa tak nari..."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Fortunately, she replied the sms we plan to meet up in an hour. Got ready, it was raining! We finally meet up with Aden &amp; Husna at 4.30pm at City Hall. Craving for J-Co, the last time I had it was in KL. The Q was not so crazy, join the Q bought a dozen of everything. Thought of watching a movie the Sister Sister walk to Plaza Singapura. The stroll was nice, we get to talk about so many things. Reach PS at almost 6pm. The movies was not so interesting, I suggested to talk talk instead, and makan at McD sebab dah lama tak makan fast food lor.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Wan Bombz decided to join us if we are watching movie. Cant wait to taste the donut... Saw Aunty Rieta &amp; Uncle Ani shopping at PS, happening nya berdua. Wan arrive later on, spend another 1/2hr at McD and had dinner there. Dont know where else to go, we just walk to Bencoolen Street. Though we just sit down for tea tarik.. As usual, Raudha &amp; me had Tea, Husna ordered Holicks. She said it was too sweet, I asked to hot water to tambah so she can drink. We were all busy talking about event organizing, budget and so on.. Husna complaint of sakit perut, angin she said.. Then she said, "macam nak muntah ah!" She walk away, throw up at the grass.. So concern, Raudha took out her big bottle of Vicks they started laughing at her. Husna looks OK, she was laughing too. It was almost 10pm, we walked to Bugis since we are all going to the East. Told Husna to hold on the Minyak Kapak... You might never know when you need them. Aden can still joke about taking pictures, Husna look ok still.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We arrive at Bugis Junction, Husna feel like going to the ladies told her to rub some Minyak Kapak at the tummy.. She was in the toilet for more than 10 mins, I got worried. Then she finally came out. We all walk back to catch the train, Husna turn pale.. She wants to throw up again.. She cant control, muntah near the lift.. Aden panic, not knowing what to do.. Husna need to go to the ladies again.. Rub some Vicks &amp; Minyak Kapak. Dont think she can stand the Train. They decided to take the Cab.. THERE was a LONG Q! Mak ai! Tried calling, all lines are busy for All Cab Company, I cant believe it man. Husna really look sick, Wan went to 7-11 for a bottle of 100+ for Husna. Finally it was their turn for the cab after more than 20mins of waiting.. Said goodbye. Hope she is doing fine now.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;What a Weekend to end it with, Wan said. Took the train back home. Arrive home at 11.15pm. Nice Weekend though, for an unplanned meet up. Should do it again next time.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Husna, Pegi Doctor, MC suah! Gastric tu..  Aden, you should know what to do next time eh.. hehehe... muka Aden, priceless!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Back to work tomorrow.. I'm going to bring lunch from home. Not going to spend another $6, for lunch Expensive Giler!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-8966315164537900156?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8966315164537900156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/8966315164537900156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8966315164537900156' title='an unplanned meet up!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-7626410189070277056</id><published>2008-03-08T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:12:27.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long night at Pesta3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I'm back, working temp for AFC Network till May 2008. Started on Thursday, I totally forgotten about my application late last year thru the job fair at Suntec. When they called, I was not required to come for any interview. In which I was delighted because I always have this issue about interviews... They want me to start soonest since the interns are going back to school. Job is interested, thanks to my best friend, the TV for watching all sorts of programme including the cooking shows. At least I didnt find the tittle of those programme weird or tak kenal... From Asmah Laili to Chef Skuter, Chef Celebriti to Chef Wan and Jamie Oliver (Raudz Fav), Hell's Kitchen &amp; many more. I remembered Farina telling us about watching S'pore Celeb on that tv channel.. And its her fav Channel indeed. So as my aunt, Kak Liza.. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R9IsfwoKCtsAAElgHJo1/NM018N.jpg?et=GovyMdHCvAhPLWbGJOu9sg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R9IsxAoKCtsAAFgUUbE1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R9IsxAoKCtsAAFgUUbE1/NM019N.jpg?et=yCE4DYACH2hb8r%2CtZhllCQ&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;at Esplanade&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The night on 1st day of work, Raudz wants to lepak at 1 Fullerton Starbucks.. We sat there for some discussion, Izzati join us, meet up at City Hall had dinner &amp; then took a stroll to 1 Fullerton. We left late, it was almost 11pm. However I was slightly distracted &amp; disturb after a phone call. Its unavoidable lah, salah judgement more concern on the impression. Hope it will never ever happen again, mudah mudahan di murahkan rezeki Insya ALLAH, Amin.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ok last night was Pesta3.. The Imtiaz banner was with me, since Fatin couldnt make it yesterday. It was passed to me. So semangat like a Fan, hoping to reach Mediacorp earlier actually. Plan to meet &amp; go together with Wan Bombz, fortunately he gets to drive his friends car instead. SMS Wan PlayPause if he wants to join since he's office is near mine. Leave at 6.30pm from City Hall, the jam was slightly teruk we seems to be stopping at EVERY traffic light.. So tak payah cakap banyak lah kan dah berapa punya bagus tu ada orang offer to get a lift. Thanks Wan Bombz..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The Imtiaz were all there in the Q already, padahal their tickets are with Me! heehehe.. join their Q (selit actually!). The Assistant for the day Aden arrive slightly before me. Neng was there much earlier! (KS minah ni). So as the other ladies. They open the gate at about 7.30pm or so. Manage to get seats at Level 1 of the Auditorium. Sitting position was not so gerek. It doesnt matter to me, as long as the Imtiaz Banner is seen. They got us to move to the front, again the view is not sempurna. Poor Aden, she got the corner seat.. just like me Tak Nampak Langsung!&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R9ItaAoKCtsAAF-hdJo1/NM021N.jpg?et=VRkoQznOlKqYpROZB3Gadg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Then the time comes for Imran's category to be out, the most kecoh person with the banner was PlayPause &amp; WorkHeart Instead of the Imtiaz! Haahaha.. Yg pegang banner was Zee, Wan &amp; Me! haahaha.. I feel so kelakar.. Yg penting, angkat banner nak jerit muka cover dulu.. I thought I was going to lose my voice today, Alhamdulliah tak,, So Imran Won the Penyanyi Paling Jiwang. It was a bonus when the Viewers at home get to catch the Seribu Tahun Videoclip right after the show.. lagi lagi after winning the Jiwang tittle for the song!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R9ItpwoKCtsAAGR6jzQ1/sunflower.jpg?et=3mAa%2BhUJvYqn%2BXfJK%2Cgz6g&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;Thank You Aden for the SunFlower!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I saw this at Suntec road show.. Had to mms cousin Zafeera immediately. Now, I know what Aunty Rieta means when she said "eh macam nama kereta!" when Hidier intro on last raya.&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R9IsRgoKCtsAAEToB7o1/NM020N.jpg?et=2Usld4oYwgThb3A30mF6jQ&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Today is a malas day. Weather seems to be mendung, if it rains its a BONUS...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Parents have left for Holiday in Terengganu last night. They will be back on Monday.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-7626410189070277056?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7626410189070277056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/7626410189070277056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7626410189070277056' title='Long night at Pesta3...'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-1425608337227750317</id><published>2008-03-05T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T12:59:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away from the net!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;its a part good news, part sad news to me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Goodbye to my weekdays morning TV, goodbye to the weekdays chat &amp; multiply replies, goodbye to late weekdays morning...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I will be 'away' from tmrw onwards till May 08, I will still be around, only away on a 'mission' till the month of May! heeheh..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-1425608337227750317?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1425608337227750317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/1425608337227750317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1425608337227750317' title='away from the net!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683992.post-3900141729751093356</id><published>2008-03-04T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:11:10.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up early to get Tickets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;The Man &amp; his Big DSX Poster&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R8zJ8woKCtsAABt6Yig1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8zJ8woKCtsAABt6Yig1/NM004.jpg?et=lJgFxwvU3ZsGP5jLsJy0YQ&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;I get to pay back some sleep after getting up VERY early yesterday to get tickets for Pesta Pesta Pesta. Together with Fatin &amp; Izzati who both are Not able to make it on Friday, they help us to get some ticket for the fans who are at work &amp; in school. There was another 2 ladies who are suppose to be in school at 10am for exam, came joining us for ticket Q. Even the Manager has to help to Q!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We were as early as 7.30am! My previous experience getting free tickets, always come back with dissapointment at 9am when the tickets are all given away. So yesterday, we make sure we get to grab them. We were the 1st few on the Q heeheh.. Mak said "kiasu nya!"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So we spend some time yesterday with discussion on future &amp; upcoming Imtiaz &amp; Imran's events. Had roti prata at Telok Ayer hawker centre, sit at 1 Fullerton for lepak lepak. It was raining in the afternoon. Fatin &amp; Me went to Moulana walking in the rain, all drenched!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8zKkwoKCtsAACxQHj41/NM017.jpg?et=FydMgKmXV5Vdtc0FE%2C80RA&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Join us before the exams at ITE Simei&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://togoodtobtru.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R8zKbgoKCtsAACiuEgU1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.togoodtobtru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8zKbgoKCtsAACiuEgU1/NM016.jpg?et=b2ZDD%2CUOOEPpyzxQdmmZzg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;Izzati &amp; Fatin, the 1st in line&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Went home at 5pm...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So see you again on Friday Pesta Pesta Pesta!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8683992-3900141729751093356?l=togoodtobtru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3900141729751093356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8683992/posts/default/3900141729751093356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://togoodtobtru.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3900141729751093356' title='Up early to get Tickets!'/><author><name>NorEEz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jf5LipwD_XA/SVcX45wEeQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oq9cmlqvzW4/S220/YBday_copy.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
