tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-267198402009-07-10T14:48:17.544+08:00Thoughts and ReflectionsWhere dreams rule and manglish is lawzAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.comBlogger349125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-79298423819359103832009-06-28T16:48:00.000+08:002009-06-28T16:50:22.076+08:00You And Me - Lifehouse<div>I'm strumming this on my guitar :)</div><div><br /></div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vOzaHqczVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vOzaHqczVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-7929842381935910383?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-73504726944989132062009-06-28T10:10:00.004+08:002009-06-28T10:39:17.667+08:00Two Girls, A Boy and Plenty of Gossips!<div style="text-align: left;">I met up with Syazana yesterday. Jejak kasehhhh! We go wayyy back baby. From high school to matriculation, the duo girlfriends of rebellious teenage years. She's my partner in crime and sister in gossips. Heart you mucho babe. Lain kali we'll do the whole 10 to 6pm day out - just us, the mall, and our fat wallets. he he he he</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbS_T2aRLI/AAAAAAAABgs/LcTzsx6RRFw/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbS_T2aRLI/AAAAAAAABgs/LcTzsx6RRFw/s320/DSC01922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197192278492338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Two Girls</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbS__-kzuI/AAAAAAAABg0/ZUU7DiUeFIY/s320/DSC01925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197204123897570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbS_T2aRLI/AAAAAAAABgs/LcTzsx6RRFw/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbS_T2aRLI/AAAAAAAABgs/LcTzsx6RRFw/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbS_T2aRLI/AAAAAAAABgs/LcTzsx6RRFw/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"></a><div style="text-align: center;">The Boy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbTAUjgw3I/AAAAAAAABhE/Bh5JC1UJQ3Q/s320/DSC01929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197209647530866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbTAFu0aAI/AAAAAAAABg8/1z8x_0neCZE/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbTAFu0aAI/AAAAAAAABg8/1z8x_0neCZE/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbTAFu0aAI/AAAAAAAABg8/1z8x_0neCZE/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gossips gossips gossips</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbTAFu0aAI/AAAAAAAABg8/1z8x_0neCZE/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkbTAFu0aAI/AAAAAAAABg8/1z8x_0neCZE/s320/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197205668423682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Just like dulu-dulu dalam bilik bedak Sri Aman. hahaha ;p</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-7350472694498913206?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-61790150210047985522009-06-27T23:01:00.004+08:002009-06-28T10:01:50.339+08:00Sri Amanians Meet!<div>I've missed you girls a lot. Seriously. That Thursday outing was super awesome! Loves!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY2anTv4fI/AAAAAAAABgk/njiI09kfoQg/s1600-h/DSC01910.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY2anTv4fI/AAAAAAAABgk/njiI09kfoQg/s320/DSC01910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352025038032724466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Poised Che Pah, Crazy Dee, Shorty Za and Exuberant Jijah</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY2afic8iI/AAAAAAAABgc/SNjHzptTQnM/s1600-h/DSC01903.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY2afic8iI/AAAAAAAABgc/SNjHzptTQnM/s320/DSC01903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352025035946914338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Dayana Mayana is home~!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY06WLBCdI/AAAAAAAABgU/O4OsT7qD46g/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY06WLBCdI/AAAAAAAABgU/O4OsT7qD46g/s320/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023384165255634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Pure candid (except jijah yang sempat posing)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY06MDvuWI/AAAAAAAABgM/gddzaAufLQY/s1600-h/4777_1154455988947_1454115298_30406517_323307_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY06MDvuWI/AAAAAAAABgM/gddzaAufLQY/s320/4777_1154455988947_1454115298_30406517_323307_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023381450406242" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Terjumpa another Sri Amanian - Alia Shafiza! :D</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY052pqL0I/AAAAAAAABgE/yTGOxjfRoSk/s1600-h/4777_1154456068949_1454115298_30406519_3170820_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SkY052pqL0I/AAAAAAAABgE/yTGOxjfRoSk/s320/4777_1154456068949_1454115298_30406519_3170820_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023375703846722" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">PS: Another Sri Aman reunion tomorrow on Monday 29th jommm~! My last day to spend more fun loving time with you all. </div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-6179015021004798552?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-65462251199456954132009-06-23T00:49:00.003+08:002009-06-23T01:04:08.442+08:00Randomness 2Ok sebenarnya saya dah malas mem-blog. Tak tawu apa nak tulis. But i feel the need to update my blog anyway.<div><br /></div><div>So, esok saya bercadang nak pergi rumah Mayam. </div><div>Breakfast at McDonalds. Jalan-jalan.</div><div>Then I have to teman Along hantar Shiro to Pudu around 1. </div><div>Then balik lepak rumah Mayam lagi.</div><div>Maybe play Uno Cards. Or Scrabble.</div><div>Or maybe go out for a movie.</div><div>Malam... pillow talk! hehehe</div><div><br /></div><div>Yeap, i'm sleeping over at Mayam's esok =)))</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-6546225119945695413?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-37802315333517092202009-06-23T00:22:00.002+08:002009-06-23T00:47:48.792+08:00RandomnessI'm so glad i'm a changed person now. I just found out i wasn't a very likeable person when i was in a relationship previously. I was strong headed, antisocial, immature and bitter. Most of all, i was stupid. Yet, i was in love. So called lah. LOL.<div><br /></div><div>I'm so glad i've grown out of all that jizz. Merepek betul. I think i would have hated myself too if i were another person watching myself in that episode. Oh, the bimboness! I hope i never turn into that person again. Period.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think i might be a drama queen. That explains why i attract so much drama. Maybe i should cut being so dramatic about everything. But then, drama makes life so much more interesting kan. huahuahuahua</div><div><br /></div><div>Ok i'll shut up now.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-3780231533351709220?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-5671940721090086412009-06-17T01:57:00.004+08:002009-06-17T02:03:14.112+08:00Lelaki Hot<div>If i find a guy who can play and sing like this with a Baby Taylor guitar, sumpah I'm going to melt like butter. Guuuuuuuuuu... *dreamy sigh* </div><div><br /></div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio0YbTi87g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio0YbTi87g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-567194072109008641?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-39236740915518701192009-06-17T01:48:00.003+08:002009-06-17T01:53:53.841+08:00Jom Kawen!Did you know that the best ovums are produced before 25 years old??? A medic friend told me this. I want babieeeeeeeeeeeeeeees! <div><br /></div><div>MARRY ME. LOLOLOL!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-3923674091551870119?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-56282985871939818822009-06-17T01:46:00.002+08:002009-06-17T01:48:48.013+08:00Decisions...decisions...<div>I've changed my mind about UTM. I'm going to USM to do my Masters. LOL. Penang is where I belong. And where I'll spend another whole year learning the arts of construction project management... as well as doing other random stuff that i do in Penang. Except that, i would probably be doing more of with the advantage of my own car. hahahaha :p</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyways, i definitely would be travelling to Kepala Batas every weekend or so to kutip Apan. Who wants to be my faithful travel buddy???? (Myra you memang wajib ikut la kan. hehe)</div><div><br /></div><div>PS: Lan, you kena ikut i balik PJ sebab you kena driiiiive :)))</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-5628298587193981882?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-85465462453169273682009-06-17T01:18:00.003+08:002009-06-17T01:46:29.379+08:00Weeeeeeeeeeee!I haven't blogged for so long. I guess i shooooould blog, since this is supposedly my sneak peaks of life and splash of random thoughts. <div><br /></div><div>Ma and Bah came home today. Okay, technically yesterday. Arrived at 9pm from Dubai and reached home around an hour later when I was just in the shower. The best thing about Ma and Bah coming home after a trip are the ole-oles! haha. I got two perfect tshirts, a book, a perfume and lots n lots of nougats and dates. LOL! </div><div><br /></div><div>I stayed home with Along and helped her with her thesis. I've been doing that since the last two weeks. I'm doing it more so now at the near submission date. Haih.... memang anak Babah. Suka buat kerja last minute. That goes for me too. heheh........ Coffee is my best friend now. Morning, lunch, dinner to supper at 2am. Caffein drugged O_O</div><div><br /></div><div>I slept over at Mayam's place semalam. I was happily overfed while i was there. Gosh gemuk lah i kalau stay lamaaaaaa2. lol. We had tons of pillow talk, played Scrabble, watched TV, and makan minum makan minum makan makan makan. It was fuuuuuuuuun :D We should do it more lah babe. Next time i'll bring UNO cards and Monopoly. hehehehehe.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh before that, we went to The Curve with Lan and watched <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">Blood: The Last Vampire.</span> I thought it was a cool-grusome-uber-violent-edgeofyourseat-gempak movie. Lan disagreed. And we ran into Dee on the way out! Kantoi tengah berdating dengan Arif. Wakakakakaka! :p</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-8546546245316927368?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-51069103501212075222009-06-10T22:03:00.003+08:002009-06-10T22:42:06.157+08:00Zahirah Aziziis officially a sucker for guitar playing guys and hot bods. <div><br /></div><div>Oh oh ohhhhh!!!!! *melts*</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-5106910350121207522?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-23676362213798815172009-05-24T14:20:00.000+08:002009-05-24T14:21:33.848+08:00Fuck You Very Much<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qg7jA-H-jMo&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qg7jA-H-jMo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-2367636221379881517?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-3122905446632935572009-05-22T17:00:00.005+08:002009-05-22T17:58:59.088+08:00Kebongekan Hari IniAlong and I went out to Seksyen 4 to send some laundry to the dobi. Along stayed in the car, I took out the basket. As i was crossing the road, a blue Proton Wira with two foreign fellas pulled out of a parking space. The driver was an extremely good looking Middle-East doode. Fair as snow, long pointed nose, big brown eyes, and wore a cap. <div><br /></div><div>Our eyes met and held for a while. I was thinking, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Oh my God! Kacaknya lelaki tersebut! Wait til i tell Along!</span> I got into the store and saw the car off. Then I noticed the kacak fler behind the wheel kept glancing back. I was proudly sniggering to myself at this (perasan lah kannn).</div><div><br /></div><div>When I had sent the clothes and was walking back to the car, I was surprised to find the same car parked right in front of Along. I loaded the basket into the back seat and said, "Along tengok kereta depan tuh."</div><div><br /></div><div>"Along tahu. Cepat-cepat masuk kereta!" I was like, hehhh??? Rupa-rupanya Along had noticed the two doodes watching me earlier and then they had turned around back, parked in front of our car, and started waving and peeking at Along. </div><div><br /></div><div>When we moved out of the parking space, they followed us. Then we were struck with the horrible realization that we were being followed! Dua-dua dah panic. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">"Weh! They're following us weh! What to do what to do???!!!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"A'ah lah! Dia ikut! Jangan balik rumah long jangan balik rumah! Pusing sini je!"</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">"Call Ma quick. Nak gi mana ni??? Ha! Balai Polis!!!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"Ok ok. Ha bagus pergi balai polis - Ma! Along angah kena ikut dengan Pak Arab!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"HAHHH???!!!"</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"Diorang ikut maaa. Nak buat cane nih???"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"Angah kat mana nih???"</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Tiba-tiba at a junction the car took a different turn.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"Eh. Dia tak ikut dah. Hahahaha."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"Cepat balik rumah tutup pagar. Mana tawu dia ikut jalan lain."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"Oke oke."</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Waaaaaaaaahhhhhh... Sungguh legaaaaaaaaa! Bongek je. I really thought the flers were gonna tail us til we got home. Masa tu dah panic bagai dah. Hilang gatal nak tengok lelaki kacak. Stoooopid foreigners. I never wanna linger my gaze on a kacak foreigner again. Scary funny shit lah. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-312290544663293557?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-29373542259794193102009-05-20T11:01:00.006+08:002009-05-20T11:36:05.349+08:00Morning Conversation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShN6Sr2xGwI/AAAAAAAABf8/nwGYv6-JTtY/s1600-h/kids_kiss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShN6Sr2xGwI/AAAAAAAABf8/nwGYv6-JTtY/s320/kids_kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337744444792838914" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">My sister and I were discussing the various men we come across in life, from friends boyfriends to ex boyfriends to potential boyfriends. lol. <br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div>It dawned on me then how vulnerable some gals may be to the seemingly sweet men that approach them. And how they become prisoners of their own choice, choosing to wait for something that will not come, or blind themselves from obvious flaws. </div><div><br /></div><div>May Allah guide us to the make the right decisions before actually making them. Solat helps a lot ;)</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-2937354225979419310?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-69894188833786028742009-05-18T21:16:00.006+08:002009-05-19T23:37:06.343+08:00Melawat Adek Kicik!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFjBj22xBI/AAAAAAAABfc/Ezi8hA9qmv8/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFjBj22xBI/AAAAAAAABfc/Ezi8hA9qmv8/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337155911867089938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We went to visit my favourite little brother (my only brother) last weekend in Matric Penang. Apan dah hitaaaaaaaaam!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFjBRxl7pI/AAAAAAAABfU/UqgrW68L0U8/s1600-h/DSC01608.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFjBRxl7pI/AAAAAAAABfU/UqgrW68L0U8/s320/DSC01608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337155907013176978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">He had a brilliant orientation week. Tiring though. He was overflowing with stories after stories, animatedly reciting his multiple experiences. I think Apan will do ok in matric. He'll survive better than i did.  <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFhQS71oPI/AAAAAAAABfM/Eentiyefmms/s1600-h/DSC01535.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFhQS71oPI/AAAAAAAABfM/Eentiyefmms/s320/DSC01535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337153965999366386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We stayed at the Sri Malaysia hotel because it's the nearest to Matric Penang. Like, 5 minutes away je. Sri Malaysia has upgraded themselves! They look posh enough to pass for a 4 star hotel now! Woot!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFhQb33hnI/AAAAAAAABfE/KmJqdDR-8IY/s1600-h/DSC01573.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShFhQb33hnI/AAAAAAAABfE/KmJqdDR-8IY/s320/DSC01573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337153968398632562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Oh i saw lots of bendangs! Cantik kan? I'm always captivated by the scenic views along the way. Kepala Batas is a perfect small town. Beautiful green sawahs against brilliant blue skies are just breath taking. I could watch it all day...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-6989418883378602874?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-14291769566943560932009-05-18T13:35:00.002+08:002009-05-18T14:11:36.513+08:00About Coffee Lovers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShD0XJM1AiI/AAAAAAAABe0/Ysp_2JyVJ50/s1600-h/DSC01477.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Mayam, Lan and I visited Dee at work in Starbucks, Dataran Sunway last thursday. There's actually a funny story that happened prior to the coffee date. </span></a><div><br /></div><div>I'd made plans to visit Dee at Starbucks with Mayam. I'd drive there. Tiba-tiba Lan rang me up. He was at the Damansara highway. So I invited him along understanding that he'd meet us there at Starbucks. </div><div><br /></div><div>So i was getting ready lalala, and then tiba-tiba the door bell rang. I was like, aik. Siapa tuh. I peeked out the window and thought i saw Apan. I was like, hehhh? Apan???? Tengok lagi sekali and he was gone. There was a Honda City parked across the road that was never there before. I thought it was Ma. But it wasn't even 5 yet so it couldn't be.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pelik dan keliru tahap zen, I decided it was probably some apek jual mesin and the car was my neighbour's guest. I went back upstairs to get ready. 5 minutes later, it struck me, "Entah-entah Lan!" Kabut2 turun, pushed out the door, and checked outside the gate. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">It was Lan =.='</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Dah la datang tak bagi tahu. Petik loceng sekali je. Tak call pulak tuh! Pastu dok bawah pokok mangga. LOLOLOL. And i was battling thoughts about the Apan-lookalike and Mom's car outside the house. The City was Lan's. lol. Lain kali nak datang rumah, bagitau siap2 dulu. Buat terkejut beruk oraaaaaang.  </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShD0XJM1AiI/AAAAAAAABe0/Ysp_2JyVJ50/s320/DSC01477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337034236877931042" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Loyal coffee lovers.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShD0XT7PbYI/AAAAAAAABe8/NDX78ydBDn4/s1600-h/DSC01490.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/ShD0XT7PbYI/AAAAAAAABe8/NDX78ydBDn4/s320/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337034239756955010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A gimic of an unsatisfied customer and a confused barister. LOL<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-1429176956694356093?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-5161313809620559642009-05-14T15:30:00.007+08:002009-05-14T15:56:04.113+08:00Nude Beaute<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgvKqY-SHjI/AAAAAAAABes/4XAqy5lgxBA/s1600-h/DSC01457.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgvKqY-SHjI/AAAAAAAABes/4XAqy5lgxBA/s320/DSC01457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335581013157486130" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">I went to OU with Along today to check out cosmetics in Jusco. We fell in love with Estee Lauder's creme lipstick in Terracotta. Along bought it. Nice ah? Nampak neutral tak??? hehehehehe. <br /></div></div></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-516131380962055964?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-36826705885385137132009-05-13T23:14:00.011+08:002009-05-14T00:19:26.701+08:00Me New Me<div style="text-align: left;">I coloured my hair yesterday - milky cocoa brown. And this is the result. Nice ah???<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgrmDw191QI/AAAAAAAABdk/YFg2AZ3fnH0/s320/DSC01424.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335329660899022082" /><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/Sgry4cFaRcI/AAAAAAAABec/wWkq3fEqpSA/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/Sgry4cFaRcI/AAAAAAAABec/wWkq3fEqpSA/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335343759999256002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px; " /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-3682670588538513713?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-71015458459974467802009-05-08T23:21:00.000+08:002009-05-08T23:22:01.985+08:00Dr. Tran<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UbyExPu8BRY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UbyExPu8BRY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-7101545845997446780?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-11447457967071225332009-05-08T21:08:00.005+08:002009-05-08T23:22:21.793+08:00Prince Charming and the UnicornThey say, you can't really move on until you've faced the past. I say, you can. As long as you never look back. And you live to your fullest. Ngeheh. Why torture yourself with a lost cause. Your life is your temple. Worship it.<div><br /></div><div>Until my Prince Charming jatuh dari langiiiiiit, i'm going to concentrate on living my life with all the jewels in it. Charlie the Unicorn is one of them. LOL!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaCCkfjPm0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaCCkfjPm0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-1144745796707122533?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-33279470396798777482009-05-08T20:41:00.005+08:002009-05-08T21:06:00.250+08:00Friends For Life<div>I should have little to complain about in my life because I get great moments like these to be thankful for...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQp96DLJuI/AAAAAAAABdc/QWDVf8lk9e4/s1600-h/6.JPG"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQp96DLJuI/AAAAAAAABdc/QWDVf8lk9e4/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333434002244839138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">My favorite kind of photography - in the girls washroom!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQpmPIFOSI/AAAAAAAABdU/1DqYHRPTp8Y/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQpmPIFOSI/AAAAAAAABdU/1DqYHRPTp8Y/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333433595585706274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Berpacaran with my bestie at Ms. Read. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I just looooove their cozy plush cushions!!! hehe</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQo3W2aLJI/AAAAAAAABdM/bqZpg9JcO9k/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQo3W2aLJI/AAAAAAAABdM/bqZpg9JcO9k/s200/5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333432790205213842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQo3H1-rCI/AAAAAAAABdE/f_0Lg_rel4g/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQo3H1-rCI/AAAAAAAABdE/f_0Lg_rel4g/s200/4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333432786176879650" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQo3LWNkwI/AAAAAAAABc8/oaNk1I3ZdTw/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQo3LWNkwI/AAAAAAAABc8/oaNk1I3ZdTw/s200/3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333432787117380354" /></a><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/SgQo25AdiCI/AAAAAAAABc0/efUasoMJl8w/s200/2.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333432782194313250" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hearty conversations over milk shakes and cupcakes make me warm and happy =)<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-3327947039679877748?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-45576674324213075582009-05-06T20:28:00.001+08:002009-05-06T20:29:59.976+08:00Hatin On The Club - Rihanna<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vz9cOV5tf6w&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vz9cOV5tf6w&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-4557667432421307558?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-41050583504345450382009-05-04T18:12:00.007+08:002009-05-04T18:38:24.809+08:00What I miss most in Penang...<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331910812254459506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/Sf7AolJ91nI/AAAAAAAABcU/eEr9F-PR5sc/s320/DSC01261a.JPG" border="0" /> Buang masa di Queensbay dengan rakan-rakan</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331910804669242658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/Sf7AoI5gnSI/AAAAAAAABcM/CYTxzEAiv9U/s320/a.JPG" border="0" /> <div align="center">Brunchin at Al Fresco kedai aunty</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331913685760933666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/Sf7DP1zS_yI/AAAAAAAABck/S68UB_d_zf0/s320/DSC00464a.JPG" border="0" /> Late night suppers at the mamak</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Sighhhh....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-4105058350434545038?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-9298463151107346232009-05-02T19:12:00.004+08:002009-05-02T19:46:17.986+08:00My New Scent!<div align="left">I went to the Metrojaya sale last Saturday with Ma and bought myself this brilliant perfume: </div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/Sfwsn7lddFI/AAAAAAAABcE/rcKR8KFBKo0/s1600-h/05659425506.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331185123421156434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zczZUnw-f3g/Sfwsn7lddFI/AAAAAAAABcE/rcKR8KFBKo0/s320/05659425506.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong>Stella in Two Peony by Stella McCartney</strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff6666;"><span style="color:#339999;">Top notes of floral breeze, black pepper;</span> </span><span style="color:#ff6666;">Middle notes of pink peony, rose;</span> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Base notes of patchouli, cedar, amber</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">Only RM100 for 75 ml! Murah tak murah?!!! HEHEHEHE :D</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-929846315110734623?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-52512630227500712062009-04-30T10:43:00.001+08:002009-04-30T10:44:39.592+08:00Love Story - Taylor Swift<embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:275121" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="configParams=&artist=2389485&vid=275121&%26startUri=mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:275121" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."></embed> <div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"> <a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/swift__taylor/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank">Taylor Swift</a> &nbsp; <a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank">More CMT Music</a> &nbsp; <a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank">More CMT Music Videos</a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-5251263022750071206?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26719840.post-41295732286151496802009-04-26T00:23:00.004+08:002009-04-26T00:51:40.404+08:00MelayuI just watched this Malay drama on TV and heard this:<br /><br />Lelaki Melayu tipikal melihat perempuan sebagai simbol kebanggaannya sahaja. A prize to be won.<br /><br />Perempuan Melayu tipikal tamak perhatian dan tamak kesempurnaan dan tak bersyukur dengan apa yang ada.<br /><br />Um... i always sort of knew the part about Malay male stereotypes. I've heard of it before. But i never knew that about Malay female stereotypes... And then i realized how true this statement is because uhhh........<br /><br /><em>I think i'm a perempuan Melayu tipikal!!!!!</em> :O<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26719840-4129573228615149680?l=beautifoolbitch87.blogspot.com'/></div>zAhIR@hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427596974814396585peppylicious@hotmail.com0