tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181268692011-04-22T05:05:18.834+08:00Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.comBlogger1671100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-38789458107483831832008-03-08T22:32:00.003+08:002008-03-09T11:30:57.965+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">it will be just a few minutes more before my birthday ends...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">it has been a wild yet subtle celebration...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">a big thank you goes to...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my parents, for the surprise cute choco cake...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my big sis, renna, for the BodyShop gift box wif the cute nail kit...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my younger sis, shida, for the Charles&amp;Keith bag...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my cousin, eva, for the thrilling ride on the Spore flyer...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my SHIZY, for the happening meet-up... sshhh jgn bilang mak ehhh...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my colleagues, for the out-of-tune singing of bday song...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my pupils, for the earrings, the sweets n chocolates, the paperweight n the bday song...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">and all those who gave me wishes... really they meant a lot to me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">and for now, i will begin a new chapter of my life... no more hanging on to whatever past that i seem to hv difficulty letting go before... and for that, ive decided to close this blog... it has been a great channel for me to rant out what i feel.. i still do write though, no escaping of dat, but to a new blog...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">for those who had been reading my blog regularly n giving comments, i thank you from the bottom pit of my heart....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">n wif that, i'll take a bow and took my leave... aufwiedersehen...!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3878945810748383183?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-10038323890370888402008-02-27T18:08:00.002+08:002008-02-27T18:12:05.563+08:00<table style="WIDTH: 600px; HEIGHT: 50px" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><br /><embed src="http://h1.ripway.com/mazzter/JeslinaHashim-KuIntaiCintaDalamRahsia.mp3" width="140" height="17" type="audio/mpeg" autostart="true" volume="100"></embed><br /></td></tr><br /><tr><td><p align="left"><br /><span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffff66;"><em><br />Berbisik di dasar hati<br />Bertanyakan pada diri<br />Tentang kekasih... tentang cinta...<br /><br />Haruskah aku menanti<br />Haruskah tanganku ini<br />Menggapai hanya... illusi mimpi...<br /></em></span></p></td><br /><td><p align="left"><br /><span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffff66;"><em><br /><br />Putusnya di dalam hati<br />Tak mungkin bercantum lagi<br />Ku intai cinta dalam rahsia... dan airmata<br /><br />Mereka sering berkata<br />Cinta itu milik kita<br />Tapi mengapa kau enggan<br />Ucapkan cinta...<br /></em></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-1003832389037088840?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-4694338227420472552008-02-24T17:16:00.002+08:002008-02-24T21:07:29.322+08:00time's a drag... has always been...<br />been draggin my feet to school now...<br />and im down wif a terrible flu...<br />u noe, those kind where ur nose seem stuck n u cant breathe, but no matter how hard u blow, nuthing comes out...<br /><br />four more days to the IVU scan at NUH...<br />i dun feel like going.. reallii...<br /><br />wth, nobody cares anyway...<br />sigh...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-469433822742047255?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-85504242122366622532008-02-20T22:39:00.003+08:002008-02-20T22:49:07.682+08:00to whom can i bear this hurt wif...<br />cos it seems that all i hear is just echoes of my screams...<br /><br />and its only the painkillers that keep me going...<br />cos it seems that no one is ever coming....<br /><br />im stil writhing in pain...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8550424212236662253?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-73290933797215462902008-02-15T10:02:00.004+08:002008-12-11T04:23:01.870+08:00<p align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/R7TzAai_vNI/AAAAAAAAABo/9wfBkVwugy4/s1600-h/DSC02476.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167021860952456402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/R7TzAai_vNI/AAAAAAAAABo/9wfBkVwugy4/s320/DSC02476.JPG" width="263" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0230 hrs : i wokeup in sweats, had an excruciating pain at my right lower back... i toss n turn but the pain is still there... theres time where i couldnt move at all.. so there i was lying n staring at the ceiling for almost an hour...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0330 hrs : tried to get up n get dressed, pain is still bearable but it jus doesnt go away.. i went to my parents' room n knock on the door... told them i wan go see doctor...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0400 hrs : nearly reaching NUH emergency place.. cant bear the pain anymore.. too many hmps n bumps during taxi ride...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0415 hrs : admitted to the room, waiting for doc, given a jab on my right arm, supposedly to reduce pain, but no... i still can feel it... tears welling up my eyes as i try to bear wif the pain...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0500 hrs : doc chk, get urine sample, get jab on my side of my left butt...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0600 hrs : put in drip in my left hand, 2 litres... i was suposed to get some sleep... i cant... sleep a while but will wake up due to the pain...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0830 hrs : last review from doc, doc say pain will be there but will b slightly better, had written a referral to urology ctr for apt on monday... seems like there may be an infection in my urine n blood which may be linked to my pain (which is where the kidney is).. oh n i got a 2 days mc...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">0900 hrs : collect medicine, 5 different tablets... then go to taxi stand...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">1030 hrs : reached home... n zzzz.... wif sudden wake at times because of the pain..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>p.s : i learn how to swallow tablets now... instead of putting it way back to the throat which always failed, i put at tip of tongue n then swallow wif water... it works! btw, happy belated v-day everyone...</em></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-7329093379721546290?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-82102489429287955632008-02-08T20:18:00.002+08:002008-02-26T22:33:03.709+08:00<table style="WIDTH: 600px; HEIGHT: 50px" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><br /><embed src="http://h1.ripway.com/mazzter/DataKhairani-KembalikanKasihPulangkanlahRindu.mp3" width="140" height="17" type="audio/mpeg" autostart="false" volume="100"></embed><br /></td></tr><br /><tr><td><p align="left"><br /><span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffff66;"><em><br />Setelah aku menyedari<br />Engkau ditinggalkan kekasih<br />Teringin rasanya di hati<br />Menjalin kasih yang lama terpinggir<br /><br />Terharu rasa hati ini<br />Kelu menahan airmata<br />Bila kau suarakan hasrat<br />Untuk kembali ke sisiku lagi<br /></em></span></p></td><br /><td><p align="left"><br /><span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffff66;"><em><br /><br />Dahaga di dalam gerimis<br />Berpeluh dalam kedinginan<br />Seumpama diriku<br />Pasti terasa malu<br />Walaupun merindu<br /><br />Kembalikan kasih pulangkanlah rindu<br />Jalinkan semula ikatan yang lalu<br />Usah dihiraukan apapun cacian<br />Juga penghinaan yang akan dilemparkan<br /></em></span></p></td><br /><td><p align="left"><br /><span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffff66;"><em><br /><br />Kerana kasih kita kasih<br />Yang sejati yang lahir<br />Dari hati yang tulus suci<br /><br />Tertulis sudah suratannya<br />Menemukan kita<br />Di hujung perpisahan<br />Dan awal pertemuan<br />Semoga berkekalan<br /><br />Terhapus sudah noktah perpisahan<br />Tercatitnya garis pertemuan<br /></em></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8210248942928795563?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-9915088475497015562008-02-05T19:28:00.000+08:002008-02-05T19:50:58.389+08:00thanx to my colleague who lend me the movie... the music still stuck in my head...<br /><table border="0"><tbody><tr><td><p></p><p align="center"><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8mbIZsiGsY8&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8mbIZsiGsY8&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="240"></embed></object></p></td><td><p align="left"><br /><em><br /><span style="font-size:11;color:#ffffff;">One was the biggest fan,<br />The other was the biggest inspiration...<br />One was madly in love, <br />The other was waiting for love...<br />One felt betrayed in life, <br />The other felt betrayed in love...<br /><p><br />For some love stories... <br />One lifetime is not enough...</span></em></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-991508847549701556?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-43611351807580537342008-02-02T22:41:00.000+08:002008-02-02T22:43:11.551+08:00yes, its done... over... nuthing more i can do abt it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4361135180758053734?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-91204652929050538522008-01-27T17:26:00.000+08:002008-01-27T17:46:40.555+08:00<table border="0"><tbody><tr><td><p></p><p align="center"><object style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 80px" height="80" width="100"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJsfYyEg9SY&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJsfYyEg9SY&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="200"></embed></object></p></td><td><p align="left"><br /><span style="font-size:68%;color:#ffff66;"><em>And then you will see the morning will come<br />And every day will be bright as the sun<br />All of your fears cast them on me<br />I just want you to see<br /><br />I'll be your cloud up in the sky<br />I'll be your shoulder when you cry<br />I hear your voices when you call me<br />I am your angel<br /><br />And when all hope is gone, I'm here<br />No matter how far you are, I'm near<br />It makes no difference who you are<br />I am your angel<br />I'm your angel<br /></em></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-9120465292905053852?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-37847594873077626172008-01-22T21:08:00.000+08:002008-01-22T21:14:31.521+08:00it had been carefully typed out... printed on a crisp white paper...<br />the content was brief, sounding formal....<br />even the header n footer had been thoughtfully crafted out...<br />it's folded neatly into a white rectangular envelope...<br />and was placed carefully in the drawer...<br /><br />all that's left to is the date n the signature....<br />yup, dats my resignation letter...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3784759487307762617?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-18418873269751401112008-01-13T17:20:00.000+08:002008-01-13T17:25:25.836+08:00yup, as much as i want to avoid using it, as much as im in denial of its existence...<br />i had no choice but to mention that D-word... desperate... im really desperate...<br /><br />to walk on the wet sand.. to sit and listen to the waves.. to feel the wind on my face...<br />its been a while since i saw the evening sky across the horizon...<br />please... im desperate to seek solace at the beach....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-1841887326975140111?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-44549824944551167352008-01-09T23:01:00.000+08:002008-01-09T23:03:53.022+08:00Wishin' and hopin'... And thinkin' and prayin'<br />Plannin' and dreamin'.... Each night of his charms<br />That won't get you into his arms....<br /><br />So if you're looking to find love that you can share....<br />All you gotta do is... Hold him and kiss him and love him<br />And show him that you care.... Show him that you care just for him<br />Do the things that he likes to do... Wear your hair just for him<br />Cause you won't get him... just thinkin' and prayin'.... Wishin' and hopin'<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>* i'm jus humming to myself *</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4454982494455116735?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-22188884942549578782008-01-07T17:06:00.000+08:002008-01-07T17:09:18.308+08:00<div align="center">how do i erase all the memories, ignore all the callings and shut all the talks</div><div align="center">without hurting my heart?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2218888494254957878?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-69007807456493188222008-01-03T21:18:00.000+08:002008-01-03T21:22:27.809+08:00<div align="center">its only the second day... i knew it.. it has always been like this everytime a new school semester starts.. aarrgghhh... feel so itchy, i feel like putting my hand inside n jus scratch it good... yes peeps.. go ahead n giggle... its realli official...<br /><br />I LOST MY VOICE!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-6900780745649318822?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-49551304582578946602008-01-02T20:36:00.000+08:002008-01-02T21:08:59.331+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">today was the start of school year... it went thru breezily, lucky me... so i went home at abt 4pm n on my laptop... did some school stuf n decide to go youtube for some video-hopping... came across this video from the movie 'love actually'... i mean, how its so shweet when u cant xpress how u feel verbally, words will suffice.. absolutely beautiful.. it brought tears to my eyes...</span><br /><br /><p align="center"><object style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 170px" height="170" width="241"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rA8q2iTTj14&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rA8q2iTTj14&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="200"></embed></object></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4955130458257894660?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-28722258499741371812008-01-01T02:57:00.000+08:002008-01-01T03:20:18.390+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">looking back thru the past yr, i remember it had too many sucky moments than good ones... i remember how i struggle wif life, trying to hold on to wat had left n at the same time be strong for peeps ard me... ive learnt a lot, sriusly.. seeing how ppl behave ard me... i realized that ppl can b deceivable... very deceivable... i also remember the pain my heart feel, how it reali hurts so bad, as if sumone jus stab u wif a pocket knife... i also learnt how it took some ppl a loooooooonnnnnnngggggggg time to say what they realy feel... n worst, it still have not been said til now... the year 2007 was such a jumpy ride for me dat i reali wan to erase it from my memory...<br /><br />so wat do i xpect for 2008? nuthing much... cos i noe if u hope too high n nuthin happen, it came crashing down real hard... i would love to hv miracles to happen though... sweet ones please... ive had enuff of horrid ones... n as usual, i wan to be happy... real happy... n i also wan sumone special to b by my side to make me happy n at the same time b happy wif me...<br /><br />for those peeps who had hurt me deep or backstab me from whicheva angle, u noe who u r... jus hv one thing to say to u... screw you! get a life n dun bother wif mine... u r jus a pain in the *&amp;#@&amp;$%! n for those who had cared for me, sayang-sayang me in whicheva way dat i dun reali see.. thx alot... i reali appreciate ur presence n concern... i noe im a big gerl, but i still need to be pampered n loving every moment of it...<br /><br />happy new year, everyone...!<br />may the year be a fruitful one to those who deserve it... for the rest who dun, may u rot! muahahahaa... *evil grin*</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2872225849974137181?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-50349609740285756192007-12-25T20:41:00.001+08:002007-12-27T06:42:52.382+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">still here to hear the words i need to hear...</span><br /><br /><table border="0"><tbody><tr><td><br /><p></p><p align="center"><embed style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 216px" src="http://youtube.com/v/otoOYPEigYM" width="328" height="216" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed><br /></p></td><td><p align="left"><em><span style="font-size:65%;color:#cccccc;">Ucapkanlah kasih<br />Satu kata yang kunantikan<br />Sebab ku tak mampu membaca matamu.. m</span></em><em><span style="font-size:65%;color:#cccccc;">endengar bisikmu...<br /><br />Nyanyikanlah kasih<br />Senandung kata hatimu<br />Sebab ku tak sanggup mengartikan getar ini...<br />Sebab ku meragu pada dirimu<br /><br />Mengapa berat ungkapkan cinta<br />Padahal ia ada<br />Dalam rinai hujan.. dalam terang bulan<br />Juga dalam sedu sedan<br /><br />Mengapa sulit mengaku cinta<br />Padahal ia terasa<br />Dalam rindu dendam.. hening malam<br />Cinta... terasa ada...</span></em></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5034960974028575619?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-86565582524963669382007-12-23T15:42:00.000+08:002007-12-23T15:54:20.032+08:00he had said whatever he want to say...<br />he said he will patiently wait...<br />he said he hope for an answer...<br /><br />"i'll b waiting for you under the mistletoe... even if new year's over, i will still be here..."<br /><br />and dat brought a lump in my throat...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8656558252496366938?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-51512493347662814932007-12-22T23:48:00.000+08:002007-12-22T23:53:31.654+08:00i was listening to the radio while driving... n guess wat... i heard this song by Spin... wah lau eh... this song was like few years back... sungguh mengingatkan kembali memori silam... hehehehe... time 'honeymoon period' la katakan... time realli flies eh.... n when dgr this song je, evrything came rushin back to my brain.... ish ish ishhhh....<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Andai bisa kubina istana kita</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Kan kuhadiahkan padamu</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Kusunting dikau bidadari cinta</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Kan kusematkan dalam jiwaku</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Hilangkan resahmu</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Kita bersama nyanyikan lagu asmara</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Hiburkan hatimu ikut irama</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Tarikan rentaknya</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Hilangkan sengketa kita yang lama</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Kenangkanlah detik bahagia</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Segandingan kita suka dan duka</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Oh romantisnya...</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5151249334766281493?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-30943237707868098992007-12-21T23:21:00.000+08:002007-12-21T23:24:10.555+08:00Ucapkanlah kasih..<br />Satu kata yang kunantikan..<br />Sebab ku tak mampu membaca matamu.. mendengar bisikmu..<br /><br />Mengapa berat ungkapkan cinta<br />Padahal ia ada<br />Dalam rinai hujan<br />Dalam terang bulan<br />Juga dalam sedu sedan..<br /><br />Mengapa sulit mengaku cinta<br />Padahal yang terasa<br />Dalam rindu dendam..<br />Hening malam..<br />Cinta, terasa ada..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3094323770786809899?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-60632980457481770562007-12-20T11:50:00.000+08:002007-12-20T11:55:42.897+08:00got this from a bulletin i think... bored... so find sumting to amuse myself....<br /><br />1.Who do You Really Want To Be With?<br />- Myself, i guess<br /><br />2.Wha t is Your Favourite Food?<br />- Ice Cream! Ben &amp; Jerry's pls... oh make sure its chocolate!<br /><br />3.Who Is The Last Person You Kiss?<br />- Sufyan.. he's angry that i stole a kiss from him.. haha<br /><br />4.What Is Your Current Goal?<br />- To hv sumone wif me to help me pick up the pieces together...<br /><br />5.Who Is The Last Person You Hug?<br />- Sufyan.. hug him b4 kiss him!<br /><br />6.When Was Your Last Time Eating Laksa?<br />- I dun eat laksa... dun like the mee...<br /><br />7.What Is The Colour Of Your Bedroom's Background?<br />- White and Spicy Red...<br /><br />9. Do You Eat Lollipops?<br />- Yurp, i do... lurve chupa chups...<br /><br />10. Chocolate ?<br />- Fav of all Favs! Iced Chocolate, chocolate ice cream, fruits n nut chocolate... yummy!<br /><br />11. Who Do You Hate?<br />- Hate... is a heavy word to use...<br /><br />12 .Who Do You Love?<br />- Those close to me... n myself... n those who deserve...<br /><br />13.What Is Your Favourite Cartoon?<br />- all time classic mickey n frens...<br /><br />14 .Do You Have A Twin Sister?<br />- nope...<br /><br />15.How many pillow do you have in yourbed?<br />- 4.. hehehehe...<br /><br />16.Does Your Sister Have Tatoo On Her Back?<br />- Nope<br /><br />17.Do You Like Piercing?<br />- ok ok la... if done at appropriate places<br /><br />18.When Was The Last Time You Pierce?<br />- when i was in poly i think... 2nd piercing to the ear, but it has closed since...<br /><br />19.Where Did You Pierce?<br />- @ west mall...<br /><br />20.How Many Piercing Do You Have?<br />- 2.. one on each ear<br /><br />21.How Many Ex-Boyfie Do You Have?<br />- serious ones - 4...<br /><br />22.Do You Wish To Have One?<br />- Right now? i dunno... sumtimes its nice to hv sum1 by ur side...<br /><br />23.What is Your Full/Real Name?<br />- Mazlina<br /><br />24. Are You Mixed?<br />- race? nope... feelings, a little...<br /><br />25.What Is The Smallest Living Thing In Your House?<br />- Ants? hehehe...<br /><br />26.Do You Sing In The Toilet?<br />- Sumtimes... My choice of songs depend on wat im feeling... :)<br /><br />27.What Do You Really Want Now?<br />- To be happy... anyone wanna try? :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-6063298045748177056?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-33611435117481591102007-12-18T23:30:00.000+08:002007-12-18T23:38:43.654+08:00I cried my heart's out last nyte...<br />Of remembering all the stoopid mistakes i bluntly made...<br />Of trying to be strong when im vulnerable inside....<br /><br />I cried my heart's out tonyte...<br />When lonely slowly creeps in...<br />When all i hear is the voices inside my head...<br /><br />And i cried even more....<br />When i turn n see theres no one beside me...<br />To lend me a shoulder to cry on...<br />And whispers 'hush now... its gonna b all right.... n im still here for you...'<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3361143511748159110?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-23101736654081197062007-12-17T23:30:00.000+08:002007-12-17T23:33:11.756+08:00Remember when, we said our love would last forever<br />But then again, how are we to know<br />There come a time, that love will change like stormy weather<br />A sunny day will suddenly turn cold<br /><br />Thats what happen...<br />When you write a story much too fast<br />Sometimes a happy ending just dont last<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2310173665408119706?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-21908053848231106882007-12-15T23:55:00.000+08:002007-12-16T00:01:46.909+08:00call me... text me... meet me...<br />chat wif me... cry wif me... laugh wif me...<br />scold me... be angry wif me... shout... scream...<br /><br />words can sting like anything...<br />but silence breaks the heart....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2190805384823110688?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-41503393026216352602007-12-13T23:15:00.000+08:002007-12-13T23:20:18.304+08:00today's event was absolutely wonderful....<br />wish that i can do it again... n again... n again... n again...<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">*humming*</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Heaven, im in heaven... and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">And I seem to find the happiness I seek...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek...</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4150339302621635260?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-49668628037943111912007-12-12T00:38:00.000+08:002007-12-13T23:14:47.032+08:00<em><span style="color:#ffff66;">thks to erika for this detailed analysis... in my opinion, its really true.. hehehe... anyway wat u all think? does this describe me best? :)</span></em><br /><br />She likes to be in a dream world than to be in reality. She is weak and sensitive when it's come to "Love". She can cry if her best friend is breaking up, and she can be over excited when her friend gets a new boy friend who is a good looking and rich even it is nothing concerned her at all. You might be surprise to see that she is shy just because she is in love. More or less it will be in Pisces woman. She loves small animal and is gifted in training animals.<br /><br />She has sixth senses and she can guess what will happen next, it's her nature. Even she has a good sixth senses, she can not pick or foreseen her own choice of lover. She cannot tell if she meet a sincere guy or a one night stand guy.<br /><br />She likes to buy and pick her own clothes. She likes to dress cute and be cute. Pisces woman tend to be a good looking woman and she has a nice skin. Her hands and feet are small and soft. Pisces woman loves to shop for shoes as if she collects them. She is a hot lady that everyone wants her. Whether she has a man in her life or not , she will never try to overpower any man. It's not even in her thought.<br /><br />She thinks man can handle things better, and she will make her man feel that way. She is an easy going person, so being with her is easy. She is a confident woman and likes to make people who stay with her happy. She knows how to please and how to comfort a man. If something is wrong, she will try to make other people belief that it's must be because of someone else, not because of her love one. She will not push her man to be ambition but to make him feel like he should be happy with the way he is now. She is happy with you for what you are now.<br /><br />A Pisces woman, if she has a bad childhood, she will always remember it and it will make her a very unhappy person. She will pity herself and feel sorry for herself. She tends to hurt herself with out knowing it and so vulnerable to drugs (real drugs or just sleeping pills). She has many choices and you can never tell which path she going to take. If you love her, then hold her tight because she never knows why she did what she did or what she will do next.<br /><br />A complex character. You may think she is a shy innocent type and can not hurt anyone, then you are wrong. You might think she is a fragile person who needs protection, wrong again. She has been through a lot, a tough cookie. She is a dreamer and love the word "Love", so she is the type who will buy gift for anyone for any occasion, especially if it is a gift for wedding or an anniversary even for someone who she does not know so well.<br /><br />Be very careful if fall in love with Pisces woman. She can be a total different person before and after. She can be an angel before and later a witch, but everyone is not perfect, right? She will be soft and gentle most of the time, so not to worry. She is emotional and extremely sensitive when she frequently got hurt. She is the type who can cry her heart out.<br /><br />She can have a secret fear inside, when she says she does not need anyone. She badly needs someone to protect her, but sometimes she can hide that feeling by being stubborn. She likes to hide her shyness and her weakness from her enemy. She does not like to follow any fixed rules. She can be a good housewife if you know how to handle her.<br /><br />Many men will ask to marry her because she is a 100% woman. If she wants to be sweet, she is a real angel.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4966862803794311191?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-20779776836678038922007-12-09T23:43:00.000+08:002007-12-09T23:53:24.510+08:00Dear Blog,<br />i hv never ask u for anything... all this while, i only rant my feelings n emotions on you... u hv been a good listener, Blog... u indeed become a venue for me to pour out watever i feel, n u hv never ever judge me.. not even once... n u noe how sumtimes when i get bored, i keep chging ur outlook, Blog.. i couldnt help it, being fickle-minded... n i noe dat often i neglect u, Blog... when im tied down wif wrk, or when i m too busy wif my own life, i never update u much...<br /><br />n now for once, blog... i need u wif me, to help me pray for good weather this whole week... to hope that nuthing undesirable will crop up... pls Blog, lets also pray dat everyone around me is in good health, including me Blog... plz, hope that my virus will go away completely....<br /><br />yours sincerely,<br />Mazzter<br />(ur one n only blogger)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2077977683667803892?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-31651927413120741022007-12-07T20:27:00.000+08:002007-12-07T20:28:20.876+08:00<div align="center">still hoping, still waiting, still praying....</div><div align="center">when will this journey end...?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3165192741312074102?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-18373847996426177992007-12-02T22:40:00.000+08:002007-12-02T22:42:00.640+08:00<div align="center">im sick... terribly sick...</div><div align="center">caught some virus n trying hard to get well...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-1837384799642617799?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-43749397837706522502007-11-29T10:36:00.000+08:002007-11-29T10:39:13.164+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">been humming this song since i heard it from sumwhere...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>bermaknakah tiap baris kata-kata,</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>ataukah hanya di bibir saja....</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>bersungguhkah rindu yang engkau pamerkan,</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>ataukah sekadar lakonan.....</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">left 4 more weeks of holidays.... how time flies~</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4374939783770652250?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-46181416175384385132007-11-27T07:15:00.000+08:002007-11-27T07:24:33.750+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">sch holidays started.. nuthin to do.. so here's some of my thoughts...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">how can i try... if theres no response heard...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">how can i understand... if theres no explanations given...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">how can i believe... if theres no facts told...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">how can i? if theres no you at all...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>PS : it takes two hands to clap, two ppl to tango...</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4618141617538438513?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-31239792930768170822007-11-25T21:57:00.000+08:002007-11-25T22:05:04.759+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Run your fingers through my soul...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">For once... just once, feel exactly what I feel...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Believe what I believe... perceive as I perceive...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Come and look... experience... examine... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">And for once... just once, understand...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3123979293076817082?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-54223320791435658712007-11-24T07:03:00.000+08:002007-11-24T22:53:57.716+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">her : r u buzy again tomorow?<br />him : tomorow im available<br />her : so tomorow u can accompany me? i need to buy sumting, then maybe go see movies n dinner...<br />him : can, no problem<br />her : sure??<br />him : yup... unless my mom want me run some errands... but dats only in the morning...<br />her : ok, msg me when u wake up tomorow then...<br /><br /><em>----------------------------- hours later ------------------------------------------</em><br /><br />him : cant sleep.. my eyes n lips hurt, my arm too.. had this pain since 2 days ago...<br />her : u sick again?<br />him : dunno.. mayb medication reaction.. if i go bck hospital, i may b warded which i dun wan<br />her : then try polyclinic or pvt doc..<br />him : good idea... i will msg u when i come bck from doc...<br />her : its ok, u jus rest home. i can go out myself. i gues between us if its not meant to be, it will nvr be..<br />him : wats dat suppose to mean? nvm, its always me...<br />her : im trying to understand, but its always been like dis.. things crop up whenever a plan is made...<br />him : nvm, i dun like to xplain things.. i was abt 2 say u follow me go doc then we go out, but since u say dat, let it be...<br />her : i tot u say u will msg me after u came bck from doc... u didnt say to accompany u go doc... if u dont want things to happen, jus say it<br />him : forget it, i put in no effort i gues, im always busy.. n i cant xplain to make it understandable.. n i nvr say i do not want it to happen<br />her : sumtimes ppl dun hv to say it, it shows in their actions...<br />him : i guess my action shows it all, nvm forget it, im sory if im harsh<br />her : if u feel dat way, wat can i say. sori if u feel i nvr understand.. take care n thx for everything...<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><em>i've always known that guys r all the same, in one way or another... but i choose not to believe it... up till now....</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5422332079143565871?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-499190224491238572007-11-15T06:49:00.000+08:002007-11-15T07:10:42.850+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">People say dat im so lucky...<br />Cos evrything around me looks so easy<br />But they dunno how i struggle life wif jus me...<br />To make ends meet and be happy as can be<br /><br />People say dat im cheerful...<br />And that i can always keep my cool<br />But they dunno sumtimes i do feel like a fool...<br />Trying hard to play by everyone's rules<br /><br />People say dat im smart...<br />And that im creative when it comes to art<br />But they dunno it can be oh so hard...<br />To express how i feel when my heart's cut<br /><br />People say dat im strong...<br />Wheneva things go all wrong<br />But they dunno it doesnt stay that long...<br />Im still weak inside, jus like in any love song<br /><br />People say dat there's always sumone i can trust...<br />It feels like heaven where evrything seems like a blast<br />But they dunno how it ends so fast...<br />When i realized dat fairytales just dont last</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-49919022449123857?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-51356788718830161922007-11-13T21:35:00.000+08:002007-11-13T22:11:19.099+08:00What about now? <br />What about today? <br />What if you're making me all that I was meant to be? <br />What if our love never really went away? <br />What if it's lost behind words we could never find? <br />And before it's too late...<br />What about now?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5135678871883016192?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-26239646782204767462007-11-09T17:00:00.000+08:002007-11-09T17:08:24.305+08:00I'm scared.. So afraid to show I care<br />Will he think me weak.. If I tremble when I speak...<br /><br />What if... There's another one he's thinking of<br />Maybe he's in love.. I'd feel like a fool<br />Life can be so cruel.. I don't know what to do<br /><br />I love him.. Of that much I can be sure<br />I don't think I could endure<br />If I let him walk away.. When I have so much to say...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2623964678220476746?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-46950352405664116562007-11-06T02:33:00.000+08:002007-11-06T03:07:36.869+08:00i watched Corpse Bride again, for the umpteen times... just love Tim Burton's works... i wonder if i b a corpse bride one day... haha... anyway, sneek peek at one of my fav scene, the piano duet... a combination of 'tears to shed' melody and victor's piano solo piece... <p><table border="0"><tbody><tr><td><br /><p></p><p align="center"><object style="WIDTH: 123px; HEIGHT: 68px" height="68" width="123"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qaMcImrNnOQ&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qaMcImrNnOQ&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="290" height="190"></embed></object><br /></p></td><td><p align="left"><em><span style="color:#ffff99;"><span style="font-size:78%;">If I touch a burning candle I can feel the pain<br />If you cut me with a knife it's still the same<br />And I know her heart is beating.. And I know that I am dead<br />Yet the pain here that I feel.. Try and tell me it's not real<br />For it seems that I still have a tear to shed<br /><br />If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain<br />In the ice or in the wun it's all the same<br />Yet I feel my heart is acheing.. Though it doesn't beat it's breaking<br />And the pain here that I feel.. Try and tell me it's not real<br />I know that I am dead<br />Yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed<br /></span></p></span></em></td></tr></tbody></table></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4695035240566411656?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-73892637893621966102007-10-29T15:09:00.000+08:002007-10-29T15:23:40.843+08:00<div align="center">...stressful work, demanding boss...<br />...a stranged home, troubled family...<br />...distanced friends, jobless boyfren...<br />...mounting bills, in deep debts...<br /><br />...tearful eyes, confused mind...<br />...gun in hand, stand on edge...<br />...shivering hands, looking down...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>....no one will miss me... no one will miss me... no one will miss me....</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-7389263789362196610?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-30446206915016040742007-10-16T22:11:00.000+08:002007-10-16T22:22:53.230+08:00<div align="center">i was never the one who patiently picks up the broken pieces and tried to glue them back...</div><div align="center">because i knew when its broken, no matter how u mend it, its not as good as new...</div><div align="center">so i would rather let it be and remember it as it was at its best...</div><div align="center">than mend it and seeing all the broken places as long as i lived...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3044620691501604074?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-68903982512344132742007-10-04T23:44:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:23:02.793+08:00Last monday was a sch holiday.. so wif the assistance of my elder sis, i managed to paint my room in rouge colour.. today after 'iftar', i finished up the drawings on the wall... i kinda like it, something diff from what i had last tyme... wat do u think? :)<br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/RwUZMqf0rcI/AAAAAAAAABY/wOAzlE7gABU/s1600-h/DSC01213.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117524256933326274" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/RwUZMqf0rcI/AAAAAAAAABY/wOAzlE7gABU/s320/DSC01213.JPG" width="258" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/RwUZbqf0rdI/AAAAAAAAABg/Upc-WY5JkLE/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117524514631364050" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="163" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/RwUZbqf0rdI/AAAAAAAAABg/Upc-WY5JkLE/s320/DSC01214.JPG" width="218" border="0" /></a></p><span style="font-size:85%;">Update of my to-do list :</span><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">1. buy baju kurung - done</span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">2. room spring cleaning</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">3. car grooming</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">4. digicam</span><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">5. paint my room - done</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">6. change dollar notes - father did for me</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">7. buy 3 cartons of bottled drinks - done</span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">8. eyebrow trimming</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-6890398251234413274?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-34846394774241665232007-10-02T17:43:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:23:02.994+08:00this is my display gallery at my werkplace... gifts from people and some toys i collected... especially like the surfboard wif my name... given by sumone who prefers to call me 'maz' but wrote my name on that board as 'ina'... contradicting, dun u think...<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/RwITl6f0rbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/CMtcDxQO0kk/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116673668725124530" style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="193" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/RwITl6f0rbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/CMtcDxQO0kk/s320/DSC01182.JPG" width="274" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/RwITl6f0rbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/CMtcDxQO0kk/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3484639477424166523?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-78305742333962037592007-09-26T16:02:00.000+08:002007-09-26T16:09:59.741+08:00This is the time...<br />Where my patience is tested...<br />Where my resilience is called upon...<br />And my anger minimised...<br /><br />This is the time...<br />When i had to endure the crazy weather...<br />Where sudden rain poured down..<br />And the sun shine in split second...<br /><br />This is the time...<br />Where class lessons are fast-paced...<br />When all syllabus need to be covered...<br />And students began to show their weariness...<br /><br />3 weeks gone... 7 more to go....<br />i'll keep on counting...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-7830574233396203759?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-42892110650031124082007-09-21T20:41:00.000+08:002007-09-21T20:43:04.244+08:00<div align="center">The greatest tragedy of life is not that men perish... </div><div align="center">But that they cease to love</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4289211065003112408?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-84250167152648094562007-08-21T04:58:00.000+08:002007-08-23T17:01:42.387+08:00<div align="center">In whatever situation you are, be it in career, in marriage, or even in relationship,</div><div align="center">the great dividing line between success and failure can be expressed in five words: </div><div align="center">"I don't have the time."</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>how true.. tsk tsk..</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8425016715264809456?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-12370826007326576022007-08-13T15:24:00.001+08:002007-08-14T00:35:35.449+08:00today im in the come-lets-do-some-questionairres-than-marking-books mood... so here goes...<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc99;">SEVEN HEAVEN</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc99;"></span></strong><br /><br />7 things on your work desk beside your PC & work stuff?<br /><br />- Famous Amos Cookie Jar - Pencil Case - LOTR Trilogy Book - Starbucks Water Bottle - McDonald's Toys - Box of Tissue - Clock<br /><br /><br /><br />7 things in your bag?<br /><br />- Keys (house &amp; car) - HP - purse - make up case - tissue - PSP - sunglasses<br /><br /><br /><br />7 names in your HP inbox?<br /><br />** i deleted all msges **<br /><br /><br /><br />7 names in your HP outbox?<br /><br />** again i deleted them **<br /><br /><br /><br />7 things you look forward to?<br /><br />- SPArty - teachers' day dinner - 1 week holiday - hari raya - 13 Oct (take out dat 'lopes' in my car) - nov/dec holidays - my upcoming bday.. haha<br /><br /><br /><br />7 important people in you life<br /><br />- momy n dady - sistas - nephews - SHIZY - rza & the boys - close colleagues - NIE babes<br /><br /><br /><br />7 thing in your wishlist<br /><br />- PSP car holder - new purse n handbag (eyeing carlo rino) - makeover for my car - crazy taxi for PSP - paint my room wif new colors n designs - go for G-Max - shopping spree<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcc99;"><strong>WAT WAS ON MY MIND</strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc99;"></span></strong><br /><br />1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?<br /><br />+ oh gosh, school again.....<br /><br /><br /><br />2. How much cash do you have on you?<br /><br />+ SGD26.85<br /><br /><br /><br />3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR?"<br /><br />+ "core"<br /><br /><br /><br />4. Favorite planet?<br /><br />+ mars<br /><br /><br /><br />5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?<br /><br />+ Renna, my sis<br /><br /><br /><br />6. What is your favorite ring on yourphone?<br /><br />+ Dangerous by Ying Yang something<br /><br /><br /><br />7. What shirt are you wearing?<br /><br />+ something translucent<br /><br /><br /><br />8. Do you "label" yourself?<br /><br />+ i'm a dreamer?<br /><br /><br /><br />9. Name the brand of your shoes you'recurrently wearing?<br /><br />+ a pair i bought at Far East.. Mondo<br /><br /><br /><br />10. Bright or Dark Room?<br /><br />+ Dark.. hehehe<br /><br /><br /><br />11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?<br /><br />+ she ah, small in size but wif big nonsense... hehehe, sori eva<br /><br /><br /><br />12. What's a word that you say a lot?<br /><br />+ "wateva"<br /><br /><br /><br />13.Who told you he/she loved you last?<br /><br />+ haha, some guys.. its such a common phrase nowadays<br /><br /><br /><br />14. Last furry thing you touched?<br /><br />+ this furry carpet at courts<br /><br /><br /><br />15. How many drugs have you done inthe last three days?<br /><br />+ i'm clean<br /><br /><br /><br />16. How many rolls of film do you need developed?<br /><br />+ none, all in my laptop<br /><br /><br /><br />17. Favorite age you have been so far?<br /><br />+ sec sch days.. haiz<br /><br /><br /><br />18. Your worst enemy?<br /><br />+ myself sumtimes... hehehe<br /><br /><br /><br />19. What is your current desktop picture?<br /><br />+ picture of half me wif butterflies, its purple of cos<br /><br /><br /><br />20. What was the last thing you said to someone?<br /><br />+ "dun think so"<br /><br /><br /><br />21. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?<br /><br />+ show me the moneyyyyyyy...!<br /><br /><br /><br />22. Do you like someone?<br /><br />+ i like almost evryone i noe..<br /><br /><br /><br />23. The last song you listened to?<br /><br />+ Joget lambak, sang by my kids... hahahaha<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc99;">LET'S BE SPONTANEOUS</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc99;"></span></strong><br /><br />1. What do you want for your birthday?<br />` happiness.. as i've always wished<br /><br />2. Who will be your next kiss?<br />` my bantal busyuk<br /><br />3. When was the last time you went to the mall?<br />` last nyte... near my place<br /><br />4. Are you wearin any socks right now?<br />` nope<br /><br />5. How did you spend your summer?<br />` when is summer? in june? on holiday break<br /><br />6. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?<br />` nope<br /><br />7. What was the last thing you had drink?<br />` peel fresh orange<br /><br />8. What are you wearing right now?<br />` all black, from head to toe<br /><br />9. What was your last purchase?<br />` red pens from school bookshop<br /><br />10.What was the last food you ate?<br />` egg n mayo sandwich<br /><br />11. Who would be the person you would call if you were up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep?<br />` called no one, went online though<br /><br />12. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?<br />` haha... yea, last sat<br /><br />13. Do you have a pet?<br />` nope<br /><br />14. What made you laugh in the last 5 days?<br />` my kuzzies during NDP gathering<br /><br />15. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?<br />` out there, driving around<br /><br />16. What is the last thing you purchased online?<br />` PSP soft pouch<br /><br />17. One thing you hate about yourself?<br />` too self-conscious<br /><br />18. What's your favourite soup?<br />` chicken, mushroom, corn, clam chowder.... as long not veggie<br /><br />19. Do you miss anyone?<br />` definitely..<br /><br />20. What are your plans for the day?<br />` go jrg point, buy PSP holder for my car<br /><br />21. Last person you msg'd?<br />` My sis, renna, asking if the printer is wrking fine<br /><br />22. Ever went to camp?<br />` yea, lurve camps..<br /><br />23. Are you a good student in school?<br />` of cos, no trouble at all.. hehehe<br /><br />24. What do you know about the (your) future?<br />` dat i wil still be a teacher in the years to come<br /><br />25. Are you wearing any perfume?<br />` yesshhhh...<br /><br />26. Where is your best friend right now?<br />` home i guess, she's a housewife<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-1237082600732657602?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-26829202972804317352007-08-12T00:14:00.000+08:002007-08-13T15:24:08.789+08:00i had a great time... its short though.. wish its longer....<br />we talk n talk until we dun even noe dat its past midnite! n the rain starts to fall heavily!<br />we talk a lot abt wats in the past...<br />wish we could touch more on the present...<br /><br />talking reali brings 2 people closer to each other...<br />dats to my opinion...<br />so if u wan to b close to a person... jus talk..<br />after all theres no harm in talking... right? :)<br /><br />haizz... when will be the nxt talk...<br />will there ever b the nxt one...? hhmmmmmmmm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2682920297280431735?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-44518430610378957562007-08-07T11:57:00.000+08:002007-08-07T12:09:01.620+08:00i had this sudden memory of me reading books from the author Ruth Manning-Sanders when i was in primary school... All the books' titles start wif 'A Book Of...'<br />And i m trying to find where i can get the books...<br />i had searched NLB catalogue, which either indicate 'missing', 'trace placed' or 'item not available for loan yet'. oh ya, searched amazon.com, did find a few but i prefer local places, dun realy like something which involve shipping... so if anyone noe where to get these books, please tell me...<br /><br /><em>A Book of Giants</em><em>, 1962<br /></em><em>A Book of Dwarfs</em><em>, 1963<br /></em><em>A Book of Dragons</em><em>, 1964<br /></em><em>A Book of Witches</em><em>, 1965<br /></em><em>A Book of Wizards</em><em>, 1966<br /></em><em>A Book of Mermaids</em><em>, 1967<br /></em><em>A Book of Ghosts and Goblins</em><em>, 1968<br /></em><em>A Book of Princes and Princesses</em><em>, 1969<br /></em><em>A Book of Magical Beasts</em><em>, 1970 (editor)<br /></em><em>A Book of Devils and Demons</em><em>, 1970<br /></em><em>A Book of Charms and Changelings</em><em>, 1971<br /></em><em>A Book of Ogres and Trolls</em><em>, 1972<br /></em><em>A Book of Sorcerers and Spells</em><em>, 1973<br /></em><em>A Book of Magic Animals</em><em>, 1974<br /></em><em>A Book of Monsters</em><em>, 1975<br /></em><em>A Book of Enchantments and Curses</em><em>, 1977<br /></em><em>A Book of Kings and Queens</em><em>, 1977<br />A Book of Marvels and Magic, 1978<br /></em><em>A Book of Spooks and Spectres</em><em>, 1979<br /></em><em>A Book of Cats and Creatures</em><em>, 1981<br />A Book of Heroes and Heroines, 1982<br />A Book of Magic Adventures, 1983<br /></em><em>A Book of Magic Horses</em><em>, 1984 </em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4451843061037895756?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-47204175830231527042007-08-03T17:10:00.000+08:002007-08-03T17:15:49.103+08:00I've made a decision few days back...<br />And I am proud that i can finally made it...<br />Hope it will bring joy to my life...<br /><br />*keeping my fingers crossed*<br /><br />ps : i noe its up to me to make it happen, but jus pray hard for me... :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4720417583023152704?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-20510058494300899392007-07-30T15:22:00.000+08:002007-07-30T20:54:46.894+08:00Please dun give me hopes<br />When you know one day you gonna shatter them<br />And remember when the hopes are set so high<br />The impact will be much much greater<br />And they will eventually crash and burn...<br /><br /><div align="center">---------------------------</div><div align="center"> </div>By the way, the thing that had jus happened, was it jus a coincidence, or was it fate..<br />Or was it destiny.... Please tell me wat it mean...<br />I dun like to keep guessing n guessing...<br />Cos it always turns out not the way i wish it will be...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2051005849430089939?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-62480791624389218112007-07-19T21:20:00.000+08:002007-07-20T01:22:23.295+08:00<p align="right"></p><p></p><p>congrats to aliff aziz for winning Anugerah... jus remember, u still hv a long way to go... anyway, i lurve this song... lurve the lyrics... if someone dedicate it to me, haizzz, boleh cairrrrrrr~</p><p><table border="0"><tbody><tr><td><br /><p></p><p align="center"><embed style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 216px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/scW2h_3TeK0" width="328" height="216" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed><br /></p></td><td><p align="left"><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;">Relaku menunggumu seribu tahun lama lagi<br />Tapi benarkah hidup aku akan selama ini<br />Biar berputar utara selatan ku tak putus harapan<br />Sedia setia</span></em></p><p align="left"><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;">Relaku mengejarmu seribu batu jauh lagi<br />Tapi benarkah kakiku kan tahan sepanjang jalan ini<br />Biar membisu burung bersiulan tenanglah gelombang lautan<br />Ku masih setia </span></em></p><p align="left"><em><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">Jangan <span style="color:#ffff99;">putus harapan... sedia setia...</span></span></em><br /></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-6248079162438921811?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-52612125052624293412007-07-17T23:55:00.000+08:002007-07-18T00:11:05.418+08:00recently, my fren complained to me dat she dreaded goin out wif her poly frens.. one reason is that they always talk abt marriage, fiances, hubbies n how they gonna start a family.. n my fren being single dun realy hv anyting common to share.. dat she didnt mind.. wat bugs her is dat they can openly ask her when she wana go hv bf, wen wanna settle down, that she dun hv a life at all...<br /><br />i hv another fren too who is still not married but hv a bf.. her school-years frens , the ones that she's close wif, are either married or had babies... so of cos topics discussed is about marriage life la, as a wife, a mom n god knows wat.. n she find dat she is the outcast.. so sumtimes, she wil jus cross her fingers n lie dat she hv to go off earlier bcos of an appointment..<br /><br />for myself, yes, i dreaded going to family gatherings.. the ones who always ask is not those who are close to me, but those distant tak-tau-anak-sape relatives who keep asking when when when... i mean hey is it dat easy? they dun jus give up, do they?<br /><br />so for those who r stil wondering when i am settling down, dun wori, i will... soon maybe, or stil long way to go... i duno.. but i noe its goin to be the end of the year... which year i m not sure... the most important thing is who will i get married wif...<br /><br />i hv the answer in me.. u want to noe? i will tell u.................................. NOT! hahaha~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5261212505262429341?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-32971026063823067872007-07-13T11:47:00.000+08:002007-07-13T12:02:20.116+08:00i've been thinking a lot lately... i realized life's like dat anyway.. things happen but u hv to b strong.. well, wats past is past... for past few weeks, ive been good, in my opinion at least.. for those who r concerned, dun wori, i m ok, honestly... i spend most of my time wrking, hanging out sumtimes, writing poems... yesss, ive started back wif my poems... it happened when i came upon an old book of poems dat ive written since school days... now i start new.. previously, i will write for frens, for anythin dat i see... now, i will write more abt me, abt who i m, abt how i feel, abt things dat i feel close wif... i guess through poems i find it easier to express myself...<br /><br />so here, one of the first poems that i wrote... i noe its not dat great but i feel proud dat i can do it... :)<br /><br /><em>I love the sounds of the open sea</em><br /><em>Cos it really helps to calm me gently</em><br /><em>I love the waves coming in at night</em><br /><em>Cos it washes away my worries with pride</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I love the wind blowing in my ears</em><br /><em>Cos it tells me I shouldn't have any fear</em><br /><em>I love the sky with twinkling stars</em><br /><em>Cos it reminds me of those wishes I've made so far</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I love the moments when there is US</em><br /><em>Cos u always make my heart beats fast</em><br /><br /><br />PS : dedicated to those who dun understand that rship is all abt us, not abt u n certainly not abt me.. cheers~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3297102606382306787?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1040885344134322312007-07-10T21:18:00.000+08:002007-07-10T21:30:31.174+08:00<em>Ku ingin engkau kembali<br />Namun masih ku tak pasti<br />Masa nan lalu, mendewasakan diri dari mengulangi kesilapan semalam<br />Biarkan berlalu~<br /></em><br /><br />Btw, congrats to the Anugerah finalists... the final four is exactly wat i've predicted..<br />Kengkawans, bila nak gi karaoke lagik ni....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-104088534413432231?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-7877396171151464172007-07-08T12:49:00.000+08:002007-07-08T13:03:41.062+08:00lemme see... last sun my sis had a housewarming n celebrates emi's bday at the same time.. its jus like yesterday that lil guy wore pampers.. n now he is 6 yrs old...<br /><br />so monday was a sch holiday, thk god, i was very tired n slept over @ sis's place from the nite before... nvr reali go anywhere.. jus chill out at sis place.. manage to eat at pizaa hut at nyte though..<br /><br />tuesday was a normal school day.. its parent-child day for p1... so kind of nervous when the parents came in class wif their kids... so far, so good, no major whining from them... watch anugerah, not reali as competitive as previous one.. but ok la... local thing is mostly like dat....<br /><br />wednesday had a staff meeting which took up 2 hrs... i even ate my lunch during the meeting.. hehe, multi-tasking... before dat had this kindergarten visit.. n oh, met my fren's mom.. she is the teacher-in-charge of the kindergarten... its sooo nice to see her... can see that age has catch up wif her... but she stil look anggun... hehehe<br /><br />thursday, another parent-child day.. things went fine... found dat more work is being piled up... markings was quite plenty.. n y is dat so? cos im too busy doing up other projects to meet deadlines... haizzz...<br /><br />friday was quite a good day... had a raisins raisins assembly act so kind of take up some periods... phew! borrowed da vinci code movie, have not had a chance to see it...<br /><br />saturday was home day... lazy to go out especially in this kind of weather... spend watching concert for diana from 1300-1900 then continue wif live earth concert... oh, send my parents to some jemputans before im back to continue watching the live earth concert which is going on live for 24 hrs...<br /><br />sunday... half of the day is gone... my sis is coming wif the lil ones... weekend seems so short.. tomorow is another working day... lookng forward to it... yea rite~<br /><br />P.S : can finally breathe again... n i'm loving it...!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-787739617115146417?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-61410970654472838092007-06-27T07:18:00.000+08:002007-06-27T07:24:37.520+08:00a new teacher says, "monday 2nd july is a school holiday? i didnt know primary school also get a youth day holiday."<br /><br />to which i quickly respond, " well, duh.. it's for people like ME."<br /><br /><br />kekekeke... age doesnt matter right... ;)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-6141097065447283809?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-54869650676570071412007-06-20T00:34:00.000+08:002007-06-20T00:37:53.490+08:00Once I heard someone say,<br />"I must learn to love the fool in me<br />the one who feels too much, talks too much,<br />takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often,<br />lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt,<br />promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries..."<br /><br />And I shall do just dat.. love the fool in me...<br />Plz.. leave me alone and let me jus be wif me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5486965067657007141?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-58394483764688720302007-06-09T16:51:00.000+08:002007-06-09T17:29:57.048+08:00When a lovely woman stoops to <strong>folly</strong><br />And finds too late that all the men <strong>betray</strong><br />What charm can soothe her melancholy<br />And what art can wash her <strong>guilt</strong> away?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5839448376468872030?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-6944428696520783672007-06-02T23:11:00.000+08:002007-06-03T00:39:53.384+08:00**courtesy of Eva**<br /><br />Survey #1 :<br /><br />Q: NAME A FRIEND WHOSE NAME STARTSWITH AN "S"<br />A: Sery<br /><br />Q: NAME A FRIEND WHOSE NAME STARTS WITH AN "A"<br />A: Angie<br /><br />Q: NAME A FRIEND WHOSE NAME STARTS WITH A "C"<br />A: Constance<br /><br />Q: 4TH PERSON ON YOUR MISSEDCALLS:<br />A: i always erase my missed call list<br /><br />Q: DO YOU CHEW ON STRAWS?<br />A: sumtimes<br /><br />Q: DO YOU HAVE CURLY HAIR?<br />A: nope, straight<br /><br />Q: WHAT IS THE NEXT CONCERT YOURE GOING TO?<br />A: Lurve to see Xtina's but its ex..<br /><br />Q: WHO IS THE COOLEST PERSON IN YOUR LIFE?<br />A: hhhmmm... dunnoe<br /><br />Q: WHAT WORD DO YOU SAY A LOT?<br />A: k<br /><br />Q: WHAT WAS THE LAST FOOD YOU ATE<br />A: nasi briyani @ relative's wedding<br /><br />Q: WHAT WAS THE LAST DRINK YOU DRANK?<br />A: some fruit syrup<br /><br />Q: WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU CHATTED WITH ONLINE?<br />A: izyan, she was asking abt bikes (which obviously im not that expert)<br /><br />Q: DO YOU WATCH TV?<br />A: almost evryday<br /><br />Q: HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE DONNIE DARKO?<br />A: donnie wat??!!<br /><br />Q: DO YOU HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOLTOMORROW?<br />A: nope, its the holidays, anyway tomorow's sunday<br /><br />Q: EVER GONE HUNTING?<br />A: nope<br /><br />Q: IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?<br />A: should be, its not in my past.. jus dunno if it's near or far<br /><br />Q: WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING RIGHT NOW?<br />A: sleep, besok pegi pasar pagi oi<br /><br />Q: DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?<br />A: mazzter... hehehe<br /><br />Q: DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?<br />A: nope, dats infatuation, love need time to develop<br /><br />Q: ARE YOU A HEAVY SLEEPER?<br />A: not really.. i can wake up at the slightest sound<br /><br />Q: DO YOU CLEAN UP NICE?<br />A: on the outside, yes.. dun look into my storage space though<br /><br />Q: LAST TIME YOU USED A SKATEBOARD?<br />A: i dun remember<br /><br />Q: WHERE WAS THE LAST PLACE YOU SLEPT BESIDES YOUR HOUSE?<br />A: my sis's house<br /><br />Q: BEST MOVIE YOU'VE SEEN IN THE PAST TWO WEEKS?<br />A: Shrek 3, courtesy of my principal<br /><br />--------------<br /><br />Survey #2 :<br /><br />1. In one sentence, explain yesterday:<br />>> workshop wif P5 students, movie treat from principal and then home...<br /><br />2. What made u smile today?<br />>>my uncle teasing my nephews.. funnie funnie<br /><br />3. What were u doing tis morning at 8a.m.?<br />>> ZZZzzzz....<br /><br />4. What were u doing 15 minutes ago?<br />>> shower<br /><br />5. Something that happened to u in1985?<br />>> i got an irritating n blur younger sister<br /><br />6. Last thing someone else said to you?<br />>> k i book 2 tix, i call u when i got back spore<br /><br />7. What was ur answer?<br />>> sori, lupa. njoy urselves, hv a safe journey home, slp sweet<br /><br />8. Worst thing currently on television:<br />>> its off now<br /><br />9. What was in e-mail today?<br />>> cant login, maintenance<br /><br />10. How many different beverages have you drank today?<br />>> sky juice, rose syrup, fruit syrup & pepsi<br /><br />11. What is ur favorite part of the day?<br />>> today? when im driving around<br /><br />12. Your current To-do list?<br />>> road tax lai lor...!!<br /><br />13. where is your bestie right now?<br />>> should b home, wif her 2 kids n loving hubby..<br /><br />14. What color is ur toothbrush?<br />>> white wif violet<br /><br />15. What are u wearing right now?<br />>> army singlet &amp; shorts<br /><br />16. Any plans for Friday night?<br />>> its stil long way to go<br /><br />17. Least favorite place to shop<br />>> Lot1, sure bump into students or their parents<br /><br />18. Things u bought today?<br />>> Sanitary pads.. muahahaha<br /><br />19. Last gift you received?<br />>> fruit juicer<br /><br />20. Who gave you that?<br />>> my principal, sort of a token of appreciation for painting the ML room<br /><br />21. What made you sad today?<br />>> the amount shown on the calculator after i calculated my expenses<br /><br />22.What will make you happy?<br />>> sumone by me<br /><br />23. Beauty is:<br />>> seen n described differently in each individual's eyes<br /><br />24. Describe your key chain(s):<br />>> the DBS internet bankin thingy & a yellow Lego block<br /><br />25. Where do u keep ur change?<br />>> mostly in my pink coin purse<br /><br />26. Are u happy with ur life?<br />>> so far so good, have yet to feel fully contented n complete<br /><br />27. What are u thinking now?<br />>> if im goin for the jemputan tomorow<br /><br />28. Person u trust the most?<br />>> sumtimes i dun even trust myself, haha<br /><br />29. The song of the day?<br />>> Jika - Melly &amp; Ari<br /><br />30. Describe the last person who sent this bulletin?<br />>> Physically, pathetically thin wif coarse thick hair and fake brown eyes.. personality, annoying, kepo, emo, loud sumtimes... but still CUTE... hahahahaha, jgn marah eva...!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-694442869652078367?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-34580988840282142032007-05-27T11:31:00.000+08:002007-05-27T11:32:32.087+08:00Jika teringat tentang dikau<br />Jauh di mata dekat di hati<br />Sempat terpikir tuk kembali<br />Walau beda akan kujalani<br />Tak ada niat untuk selamanya pergi<br /><br />Jika teringat tentang dikau<br />Jauh di mata dekat di hati<br />Apakah sama yang kurasa<br />Ingin jumpa walau ada segan<br />Tak ada niat untuk berpisah denganmu<br /><br />Jika memang masih bisa mulut ku berbicara<br />Santun kata yang ingin terucap<br />Kan ku dengar caci dan puji dirimu padaku<br />Kita masih muda dalam mencari keputusan<br />Maafkan daku ingin kembali<br />Seumpama ada jalan tuk kembali<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3458098884028214203?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-10532534973932649682007-05-24T15:10:00.000+08:002007-05-24T15:11:23.498+08:00Shit... it always happen, to anyone anywhere anytime...<br />Jus couldnt believe it happen again n again to me... at such a short time..<br /><br />Shit~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-1053253497393264968?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-23748241299136417452007-05-21T11:03:00.000+08:002007-05-21T11:17:10.200+08:00[Last] letter of ur FULL name?<br />- A<br /><br />[Last] thing you ate?<br />- fish fillet wif mayo n chili sauce<br /><br />[Last] thing u drank?<br />- iced milo<br /><br />[Last] song you listened to?<br />- katherine mcphee - over it<br /><br />[Last] thing u did? (beforeanswering this survey)<br />- check my mails<br /><br />[Last] movie you watched?<br />- spider-man 3<br /><br />[Last] TV show you watched?<br />- HBO's Underworld Evolution<br /><br />[Last] person who sent you an sms?<br />- Azlan saying he is late for his reservist<br /><br />[Last] time you cleaned your room?<br />- last sat.. sweep floor, mop floor, dust2 here n there<br /><br />[Last] CD/Cassette you bought?<br />- yesterday.. bought 10 CD-R for burning<br /><br />[Last] time you cried?<br />- i think its abt 2 week ago<br /><br />[Last] person who you chatted online with?<br />- sham.. he ask me why i nvr reply his sms last nyte<br /><br />[Last] person u added to ur friendster list?<br />- i dun add, ppl add me<br /><br />[Last] website you browsed?<br />- NIE.. trying to find a particular lecturer's office no. for my June course<br /><br />[Last] person you/r hated/pissed?<br />- the bitch who has no courtesy at all<br /><br />[Last] person you were thinking?<br />- my nephew Sufyan.. haha, the way he dig his nose stuck on my mind<br /><br />[Last] time u felt sick?<br />- NOW.. been having tummyache since yesterday, i wanna go home :(<br /><br />[Last] 2 digits of ur home phone?<br />- 41<br /><br />[Last] place you went to?<br />- Bt Panjang Plaza wif sis yesterday, buy CD-R n stuff<br /><br />[Last] book you read?<br />- It's Called A BreakUp Because It's Broken (lend by my colleague)<br /><br />[Last] person you adored?<br />- my nephew Sufyan<br /><br />[Last] person you got annoyed with?<br />- Azlan<br /><br />[Last] person you bought a present for?<br />- Mommy.. for mother's day<br /><br />[Last] person you said happy birthday to?<br />- Suhaimi, his bday is last sat<br /><br />[Last] person who made you smile?<br />- my colleague beside wif her nonsensical crap<br /><br />[Last] person who made you cry?<br />- my mom.. few wks ago, when she talk abt how we need to behave, our responsibility, how she feel abt us now we hv grown up etc etc.. (she goin 'umrah' la, so lecture a bit, n me being sensitive cant help having tears in my eyes)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2374824129913641745?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-20813657325349244912007-05-18T15:19:00.000+08:002007-05-18T15:21:59.694+08:00jus a note to that sumone, yes, i've finally watched 'kal ho na ho'... after the kids' exams r over...<br />well, sad story.. n yea, he make a big sacrifice... what a lucky gal... i wish im her... :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2081365732534924491?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-10103979452530781272007-05-16T09:08:00.001+08:002007-05-16T09:26:24.361+08:00ok, i noe i shouldnt bitch around abt ppl... but i been keeping this thing for days, n i dun think i can keep it boiling in me anymore...<br /><br />last weekend, me n frens were trying to figure out where to go at nite. we cancel off clubbing as we jus club on thurs... n anyway, im still a bit sick so its a no-no.. so we decide to call in a friend. lets call him Dude. Dude is wif his gf n 2 of their frens. As it turn out, we all decide lets jus chill n go for karaoke session... so there we are, 7 of us, plus 1 more who came late at apollo centre.<br /><br />evrything is as per usual, selecting songs, singing, laffing... bla bla bla... suddenly Dude ask one of us out, lets call him Guy. So Dude n Guy went out. We thought mayb go toilet or wat la. Then, minutes later, Dude came in n jus say 'let's go'. Automatically, his gf n his 2 other frens jus get up n walked out. the 3 of us remaining there were stunned. Wat the hell happen siakkkk...<br /><br />Then Guy came in. So i forced him to explain. he say Dude's gf not happy. Like we keep choosing songs then fool around, didnt sing properly, we r not singing seriously. i was like 'watttt..??!!!' wah lau eh, bcos of dat she not happy. wat she expect? us to sing like pros? bloody bitchy. so she think she not happy, things dun go her way n she can jus walk is it... nvr even say 'we go first' or wat. jus walked off... hello??? kalau jambuz takpe.... if jambuz pon but prangai mcm soyal pon buat apa... anyway, u think after u walked away, we r not njoying is it... i think we njoy more.. we scream n shout n sang out of tune. i guess u would probably faint or vomit blood anyway if u would hv stay longer. anyway, its not as if u sing perfect. i've heard others who sang much much better than u, bitch.<br /><br />well, i swore i nvr wanna hv anyting to do wif dat bloody bitch. n if our path should cross again, i make sure u get a taste of ur own medicine...<br /><br />enuff bitching for today... toddles evryone... n remember, b serious when karaoke-ing, dun fool around or ppl jus gonna walk out on you.. muahahahhaaa~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-1010397945253078127?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-63323337386750715042007-05-09T07:11:00.000+08:002007-05-09T07:19:53.958+08:00she used to believe that things r always fine...<br />she used to say 'theres nuthing i can b worried abt'...<br />she always thought she is his main priority besides his family...<br />she never doubt the promises that he made...<br /><br />but now things are not always calm...<br />n theres lots of things that make her worry so much...<br />she realize that she is just his gal, n his frens n cliques means more...<br />she found out that promises are meant to be broken...<br /><br />now she knows...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-6332333738675071504?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-25230962956322629112007-05-04T08:16:00.000+08:002007-05-04T08:27:11.208+08:00sumtimes u hv to sacrifice ur life to let others live...<br />sumtimes u hv to sacrifice ur own happiness to make others happy...<br /><br />but how do u noe if it's worth it....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2523096295632262911?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-59346050296311696262007-05-02T15:30:00.000+08:002007-05-02T15:46:36.198+08:00once, there is a guy. n there is a gal. they met n get to noe each other. from there, they became frens. they get along well. the gal knew the guy like her, but she always thought he deserve someone better. the guy however like her in silence.<br /><br />years past by. n the guy stil like the gal. sumtimes they lost contact, each living their own life. but no matter wat, they will end up talking with each other again. the gal enjoy her own life. once, she even went out with a guy whom she know for a looooonngggg time. even if its jus for a brief moment.<br /><br />the guy stil in contact wif her til now. the gal, on the other hand, start to appreciate the presence of the guy. although she stil feel dat she is not worth it. she think a lot these days. and she has come to a decision...<br /><br />will the guy stil want to be wif her? or will the guy she been wif before wan a 2nd chance? or will she jus try to give her current problematic guy a chance to redeem himself?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5934605029631169626?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-80466212188168632152007-04-29T20:54:00.000+08:002007-04-29T21:02:09.175+08:00it's the same old stuff, same old reason, same old excuse...<br />same old story, same old crap, same old shit...<br /><br />excuse me, u fooled the wrong gal...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8046621218816863215?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-43391805741574876562007-04-23T14:49:00.000+08:002007-04-23T14:53:32.638+08:00since the brutal end of my beloved phone... i had searched for replacement...<br />should i buy motorola rizr, the sliding design phone.. or should i buy sony ericsson 880i, the walkman slim phone... motorola at 368 bux (the cheapest i can find) and sony ericsson at 660 bux wif 1gb memory card (the cheapest that i see)... hhmmmm still considering hard...<br /><br />anyway, made up my mind to sell my slim mini PS2 (complete package) and bought PSP instead... is looking for a buyer now... :)<br /><br />anyone interested??<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4339180574157487656?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-89824763154097642882007-04-16T14:11:00.000+08:002007-04-16T14:18:53.902+08:00u told me there will be no more nonsense..<br />but will there be trust<br /><br />u told me we will start afresh..<br />but will it begin wif love<br /><br />u told me u r sorry..<br />but is it said wif sincerity<br /><br />no matter how much we try.. it will nvr be the same.. never...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8982476315409764288?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-84194253021118401222007-04-07T20:14:00.000+08:002007-04-07T20:16:35.335+08:00<div align="center">BANG! CRASH! SMASH!</div><div align="center">KAPUTT!</div><div align="center">........................................................................</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">n dats the end of the life of my sony ericsson w850i...</div><br />so if anyone knew my no, pls sms me n state ur name.. i will store it once i get a replacement... which i dunnoe when... *sigh*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8419425302111840122?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-57134716389120009572007-04-06T13:19:00.000+08:002007-04-06T13:33:00.957+08:00harsh words thrown, shameful acts<br />loyalty questioned, trust diminishing<br />faith unsure, doubts surrounds<br /><br />someone reappeared, past reminded<br />memories unfold, feelings rekindled??<br /><br />clueless mind, broken heart<br />confused thoughts<br /><br />someone say, be with someone who loves you more than you love him...<br />cos u noe u can nvr get hurt dat way...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5713471638912000957?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-49215858645566928152007-04-05T12:31:00.000+08:002007-04-05T12:33:08.736+08:00Forgive, sounds good<br />Forget, i dun think i could<br />They say time heals everything<br />But i'm still waiting<br /><br />I'm through, with doubt<br />There's nothing left for me to figure out<br />I pay a price, and i keep paying<br /><br />I'm not ready to make nice<br />I'm not ready to back down<br />Cos i'm mad as hell<br />And i don't have time<br />To go round and round and round<br />It's too late to make it right<br />I wouldn't if i could<br />Cos i'm mad as hell<br />Can't bring myself to do what it is<br />You think I should<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4921585864556692815?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-88887409236491455892007-04-02T20:27:00.000+08:002007-04-02T20:29:30.453+08:00It is good to have an end to a journey<br />But it is the journey that matters in the end...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8888740923649145589?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-56780843675241314082007-03-30T17:42:00.000+08:002007-03-30T17:44:03.687+08:00"If only..."<br />That must be the saddest phrase in the world.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5678084367524131408?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-46593208750734810742007-03-24T23:35:00.000+08:002007-03-24T23:48:23.105+08:00So I say goodbye to everything I thought I knew<br />To everything that make me thought of you<br />To the love I thought was so so true<br />To every one of the chances I stupidly blew<br /><br />So I whisper 'sorry, i didnt mean to..'<br />'..goodbye and I will always miss you...'<br />And as I drop the photo of me n you<br />I held back my tears as my heart's torn in two...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4659320875073481074?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-46176081850362046012007-03-22T20:19:00.000+08:002007-03-22T20:34:22.182+08:001.Have you ever use a penknife to cut yourself?<br />xx yeah.. in sec sch xx<br /><br />2.Why did you do it?<br />xx bored in class so decide to initialise my name on my wrist xx<br /><br />3.Have you been to another country w/o parents?<br />xx yup yup xx<br /><br />4.Who do you love ryt now?<br />xx truly? myself xx<br /><br />5.Do you believe in love at first sight?<br />xx yea, but usualy cos of 1st impression only.. n most dun last long xx<br /><br />6.Ever felt so jealous of your friend?<br />xx not dat so.. jus some teeny weeny things.. xx<br /><br />7.What was the last thing you did?<br />xx chk my account thru internet banking xx<br /><br />8.What is in the past that u miss alot?<br />xx those innocent days... sigh xx<br /><br />9.Who was the last person you ate with?<br />xx my colleagues.. prata n chicken gravy.. yummy! xx<br /><br />10.How many times has your page been viewed?<br />xx dunno, no counter xx<br /><br />11.How's the weather right now?<br />xx kinda cool xx<br /><br />12.Last person you called today?<br />xx az xx<br /><br />13.Last person who called you?<br />xx az xx<br /><br />14.Last song you sang?<br />xx torn by natalie imbruglia xx<br /><br />15.Last time you danced?<br />xx dis morning during my shower, haha xx<br /><br />16.Lost a friendship over something stupid?<br />xx not dat i can think of xx<br /><br />17.Smoke?<br />xx i dun xx<br /><br />18.Dumped someone before?<br />xx yea, n am not proud of it xx<br /><br />19.Been really depressed before?<br />xx yea... xx<br /><br />20.Faked being sick to miss school?<br />xx yea, even now sumtimes, haha xx<br /><br />21.What time did you wake up today?<br />xx 0900 hrs xx<br /><br />22.Current taste?<br />xx my tongue taste of iced tea xx<br /><br />23.What sports do you do?<br />xx wrist-exercising from marking books n goin up n down the stairs for classes xx<br /><br />24.What are you wearing right now?<br />xx spagetti straps n bermudas xx<br /><br />25.Are you too shy to ask anyone out?<br />xx depends.. if i like the person, its kinda hard... *blush* xx<br /><br />26.What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?<br />xx smile and eyes xx<br /><br />27.Where are u now?<br />xx on my bed xx<br /><br />28.WHAT DATE IS IT?<br />xx March 22, 2007 xx<br /><br />29.Current thoughts?<br />xx how am i going thru all this... xx<br /><br />30.DID U GO SOMEWHERE YESTERDAY?<br />xx nope.. only school xx<br /><br />31.WHAT DID U DO THERE?<br />xx school? to teach xx<br /><br />32.How old are u?<br />xx in my twenteens xx<br /><br />33.ARE U MATURE OR IMMATURE?<br />xx u tell me xx<br /><br />34.ARE U AN ONLY CHILD?<br />xx nope xx<br /><br />35.WHERE DO U GO SHOPPING?<br />xx depends on wat i wanna buy n where the sales are.. xx<br /><br />36.DO U LIKE YOUR SCHOOL?<br />xx current one? its ok to me... i like my school years... xx<br /><br />37.DO U LIKE BOOKS?<br />xx of cos, cant live without them xx<br /><br />38.DO U WANT TO GET MARRIED?<br />xx who doesnt.. who hv the guts to come n propose.. hehehe xx<br /><br />39.TO WHOM?<br />xx to the person whom i m sure i can live wif n know that he's always there for me, wat comes may xx<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4617608185036204601?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-28749966517482358742007-03-21T13:01:00.000+08:002007-03-21T13:06:07.160+08:00these past weeks has been hell of a storm... things has been going up n down.. n theres time when i realy feel down n giving up... thank god things has been okay these few days... i feel more serene, calm n collected... i hope it will stay this way, or be better...<br /><br />the song wat goes around comes around from justin timberlake has been playing on my mind... hhhmmmmmmm....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2874996651748235874?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-79490598593603162862007-03-15T19:04:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:23:04.815+08:00<div>finally, the classroom look pretty... i like it, the other teachers like it... hope the kids like it too... here's a sneek peek of our dept mini-project throughout the march hols...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0ejltMcjI/AAAAAAAAABE/QrIDbNu5-PI/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043220754490749490" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0ejltMcjI/AAAAAAAAABE/QrIDbNu5-PI/s320/1.jpg" width="333" border="0" /></a></p><div> </div><br /><div></div><div><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0dlltMcgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZNuCg2NdgbU/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043219689338860034" style="WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="152" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0dlltMcgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZNuCg2NdgbU/s320/2.jpg" width="345" border="0" /></a></p><div> </div><div><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0dyVtMchI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1hHEJjROSE4/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043219908382192146" style="WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="154" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0dyVtMchI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1hHEJjROSE4/s320/3.jpg" width="346" border="0" /></a></p><div> </div><div><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0eJltMciI/AAAAAAAAAA8/APRmgME24RY/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043220307814150690" style="WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="162" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rf0eJltMciI/AAAAAAAAAA8/APRmgME24RY/s320/4.jpg" width="350" border="0" /></a></p><p align="left"><br />now i'm ready for term 2... bbrrrriinnnngggg it on..!<br /></p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-7949059859360316286?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-53626270212158136652007-03-15T06:43:00.000+08:002007-03-15T06:46:12.808+08:00its thurs morning now... i look at my clock n it shows 6.50am...<br />its been 3 days of the march hols... but it seems evryday i went bck to sch...<br />n im goin sch again today.... dat makes it 4...<br />the downs of being an educator... we are an all-rounder...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5362627021215813665?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-69313001713834557812007-03-06T15:13:00.000+08:002007-03-06T15:19:25.167+08:00Birthday coming in 2 days... becoming more older doesnt help much.. maturity? i dunno... As i become older, my wishlist gets shorter n but more complex to ask...<br /><br />1. To be happy n contented always.. not jus some moments..<br />2. To be strong in facing challenges<br />3. To say what i reali feel, not those that only please ppl...<br />4. To have a soulmate that understand me<br />5. To have a concrete relationship that endures all<br /><br /><br />Anyway, happy bday to dat sumone.. remember, even if its only for 2 days, u will always be older than me..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-6931300171383455781?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-47327110977512673502007-03-04T07:14:00.000+08:002007-03-04T07:15:25.552+08:00Sumtimes it hurts a lot when u just go wif the flow....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4732711097751267350?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-28795233310448000772007-02-27T01:14:00.000+08:002007-02-27T01:16:56.873+08:002 weeks more n there comes the march holidays...<br />huh?? wat holidays?!<br />the last time i checked, my planner has lots of scribblings for the next coming month...<br />so once again i ask.. wat holidays!?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2879523331044800077?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-55218716860449108982007-02-22T20:05:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:23:05.123+08:004 days of holidays doesnt seem dat long... not in my career line...<br />Too many things to do, too little time...<br />Anyway.. like my new look? haha.. Buang suey ah.. *winkz*<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rd2HvT2dHSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/pU8clpPAuYg/s1600-h/DSC01492.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034329205322358050" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="113" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CrvdqHmS2h0/Rd2HvT2dHSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/pU8clpPAuYg/s320/DSC01492.JPG" width="165" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-5521871686044910898?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-80857433608182526622007-02-20T23:27:00.000+08:002007-02-21T02:46:52.371+08:00ur look.... wif the nose held high...<br />n the blank expression on ur face...<br />ur style... wif the clothes u wear..<br />n the gelled-up hair...<br />ur walk... wif that lil hunch of ur shoulders..<br />n the dragging of ur feet...<br />its all so familiar.. oh so familiar....<br /><br />but then u look away...<br />that icy look as u turn ur way...<br />the speechless silence... the cold treatment...<br />the space dat u've created between us...<br />it seems so strange.. oh so strange....<br /><br />n dat moment i realized...<br />between us there will always be a hole..<br />dat can nvr be closed.. or covered..<br />n i knew the next time our paths crossed...<br />u r jus a familiar stranger....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-8085743360818252662?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-21196800413443448952007-02-18T03:17:00.000+08:002007-02-18T03:29:08.350+08:00You better believe I’m coming , you better believe what I say<br />You better hold on to your promises<br />Because you bet, you’ll get what you deserve...<br /><br />So much for your eternal vows<br />Well, it does not matter anyway...<br /><br />Oh, all the promises we made<br />All the meaningless and empty words<br />I prayed, prayed, prayed<br />Oh, all the promises we broke<br />All the meaningless and empty words<br />I spoke, spoke, spoke<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-2119680041344344895?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-34918542607183123012007-02-14T21:00:00.000+08:002007-02-14T21:05:24.898+08:00When all is said and done, you are a part of me.<br />That's the way it was meant to be.<br />People are brought together for a reason.<br />And everything happens for a reason.<br />I believe the reason that you and me were brought together,<br />Was because we complete one another.<br />We fill in each other's missing spots with love.<br />And if someday God decides to tear us apart,<br />I trust that there is a reason.<br />Cause if there is a reason for love,<br />There is a reason for life beyond it....<br /><br /><br />~ Happy Valentine's Day ~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3491854260718312301?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-48370567264463233212007-02-12T14:15:00.000+08:002007-01-30T17:48:52.305+08:00sumtimes i dunno if i wanna look forward or dread the day i got my pay...<br />when the day is stil so far, i cant wait for it to come.. i will do a countdown, first by week, then by day... then few days before it come, i will start to calculate expenses need to be settled... car loan, bills, gave parents n bla bla bla... n when i see how much i'm left wif, it brings me down, reali down...<br /><br />so when the day finally come, like today, u will see me in front of watever self-automated machines, u name it, SAM, AXS, ATM.... n by the time evrything is settled, i will draw out cash for parents... n wateva's left, i will survive wif dat n the countdown begins till nxt payday.... again...<br /><br />it became a routine... n everytime i kept reminding myself, its gonna b better, it will be better... but face the truth dear miss fairytale... reality is its stil gonna be the same unless MORE PAY, MORE BONUS, OVERTIME PAY or STRIKE LOTTERY...<br /><br />u may ask, y dun u take up tuition then, jus like wat i did abt 2 yrs back... well, i tried n its hard... by the time i wanna teach tuition, im already mentally tired to focus... perhaps, mayb i need another parttime job dat doesnt reali require much thinking.. its reali draining me out...<br /><br />wouldnt it be nice if the money plant outside my house reali grow real money... hhmmmmmm...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-4837056726446323321?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1812852938717233452007-01-30T17:36:00.000+08:002007-01-30T17:48:22.063+08:00ppl make mistakes... we r human after all... but God also made us to be compassionate... to forgive n forget... to give ppl a chance... to give n take... i dun understand why ppl can b so revengeful... why ppl dun hv dat forgiving factor suwhere in their hearts... the meaning of 'lets bury the hatchet' no longer being understood...<br /><br />u ask for action to be taken, yes, it had... u ask for an apology, yes, it had been done... but u were nvr contented are you.. u stil think dat its not enough... u didnt get anything more from the person, u attacked those around... u keep asking for xplanations after countless of it has been given to u... r u taking this as a channel whereu can vent ur anger to.. or u jus wanted attention from ppl...<br /><br />and dats when u become this irritating idiot... becos ppl has been xhausted to attend to ur forever demands... becos ppl cant seem to see how dis is goin to end... becos no matter wat they try their best to do, u cant seem to be satisfied... n simple becos u r jus being this bloody monster whom ppl lurve to curse n swear n throw darts at the picture of ur face behind ur back...<br /><br />enough is enough... no more mister nice guy....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-181285293871723345?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-18535658508586714282007-01-19T12:21:00.000+08:002007-01-19T15:23:40.522+08:00Sumtimes i wonder how a teacher's passion to teach can fade away just like dat...<br />As i look around me, it realli scary to think how the children will turn out to be in the future...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-1853565850858671428?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-71238208395295441482007-01-14T04:33:00.000+08:002007-01-14T22:55:09.480+08:00<div align="left">it was all planned.. for the day at least..<br />went to get our atm changed to GO card... paid wateva bills i need to pay...<br />go carrefour n get the things dat we wanted to get in our list... n although we couldnt get a good bargain anywhere for fixing the soles of az's sandals (damn ex, cost more than the sandals), we kinda thought wat the heck, theres always another day... oh, we also ran out of time for going to nokia centre to do a software upgrade for az's phone...<br /><br />n then night came... n az's ex colleague called... n sumhow we ended up at st james... lucky for his fren's membership, we got in free.. so dun ask wats the cost of the cover charge... n im not sure wats the age limit either... but i dun care.. since i noe at my age now, i can go almost everywhere... almost... once inside, it was a refreshing crowd for both me n az.. we kinda felt odd a while, not the usual kinda crowd we xpect... but then after a while we get used to it.. the dj is playing house dat night.. n after sumtime, we kinda get bored... so az's fren suggest we hop to the nxt one... so we get out n enter the one in front.. aahhh, this is the usual crowd, r&amp;b style... we chilled out, watching the crowd, talk nonsense n see how ppl dance.. i miss those days where i would dance n dance wif my kuzzies wight in the middle of the dancefloor... hhmmmm...<br /><br />anyway, the drive home was quite smooth... n once im home, im all flat....<br />*yawnz* nite evryone....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-7123820839529544148?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-36855922151757812772007-01-06T12:06:00.000+08:002007-01-06T19:30:13.410+08:00phew! the first week of school is over... another 9 more weeks to go... since school started i've been battling between my blardy sore throat n blocked nose and the duties allocated to me... i expect xtreme workload dis yr... so far, i see dat my 3 classes are quite ok... the p1s r quite a chatterbox lot, but dats how they r at dat age isnt it... lucky for them, they r a cute bunch too...<br /><br />im in the pm session again dis yr.. i dun like the session, but i do like the levels i taught.. i guess we cant hv all dat we wish for... wif me is cikgu majnon, who just had her retirement approved (dunno if she stays for the whoe yr), suffian, who just joined us n will b looking forward to go to NIE, n shaheeda, who will relief cikgu juraida when she go to her 6-mth course nxt week... so pray for me as i try my best to get the team together n had all activities planned n executed smoothly, wif some tweaking of some SOWs...<br /><br />oh yea, my duties in IT dept had changed too, or shld i say increase? now we hv a modular kinda schedule for IT club, therefore i was part of the team dat will teach the kids on some IT skills, throughout the whole yr.. n yea, im still the photographer n part of the sch website team... n i wonder how m i gonna juggle dat wif handling the PA system in the hall n during flag lowering... oh, n im still the IT rep for p3 level...<br /><br />ok im out for now... gonna try n njoy my 1st weekend to the fullest...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-3685592215175781277?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1167094232185996542006-12-25T23:26:00.000+08:002006-12-26T09:02:48.680+08:00It was planned by Eva abt a week ago... so there we are @ apollo ctr at abt 330pm...<br />Those who manage to make it : is n his fiance, ira.. rza, norris, eva, azri, az & myself... shida had some xmas celebration wif her non-muslim indonesian bf.. nana was slping cos she just came bck from wrk, zyan was in KL wif her family... as for akmal, seems like his big bro, is, jus forgot to inform him we r meeting up today.. so much for staying together under one roof... hmmpphhh!<br /><br />we had fun blasting our ears wif our own 'sumbang' voices... i had flu n cough, so u can imagine every song i sing was not being pronounced correctly n sounds like someone is pinching my nose all the way... enough of karaoke-ing, we make our way to Spicez... is &amp; ira treat us to a spread since they r getting hitched next... wonder whos next... hhmmmm... anyway, the food was quite ok, but i wont recommend eating ala carte style... the dishes were quite limited so better buy individually... it was amazing to see that all the kecoh-ness stop when the food had arrived... n all we can hear is the cling-clang of the utensils and the chomp-chomp of the food in our mouths...<br /><br />we headed to merlion after our meal... chill out for a while n we start playing these riddle questions... how many balls r there at the river, how many spikes on the esplanade, wats the shape of the marina building, wat r those audience seatings for n bla bla bla... we saw a paul twohill look-alike which we argue among ourselves whether its really him or not... n when that guy stand, we were like 'ok conferm not him, the way he stand... diff... no no... sure not him...' but we still keep stealing glances at him... muahahaha...<br /><br />anyway, when the few drops of rain start to fall, we headed our way bck home... eva, azri, is n ira were riding so they wanna avoid getting drenched... i send norris home, then rza before i headed home... az was sleeping in the car n his eyes were all red when we reached my carpark... i pity him la, coming all the way from tamp wif his bike, then goin all the way bck home again wif his bike...<br /><br />anyway, it has been a nice gathering... we'll see each other again for hari raya haji cum countdown...<br /><br />**psst.. psst.. new pix n videos r up..!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116709423218599654?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1166429908677434762006-12-18T15:54:00.000+08:002006-12-18T16:19:51.260+08:00Our so-called anniversary of being together for 365 days was supposed to be on 01 Jan 07... But then being in the 'lets-go-shopping' mood, we ended up buying gifts for each other over the weekend... He bought for me a nice cute lil solitaire ring from SK.. it was sweet of him... n he was like 'dun lose this ok, dis cost a lot' every few minutes... hehehe, i noe he is concerned cos i hv the tendency to lose things... he had so many times witnessed the panic look on my face whenever i cant find my stuff...<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/83856/IMG_0961.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="112" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/724535/IMG_0961.jpg" width="139" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">the cute lil ring</p><p align="left">oh, n i bought for him his N73.. he wanted the music edition, but it seems starhub have not carry dat bodel yet.. he chose the silver, n he got free t-shirt from starhub n a Nokia bluetooth headset... im happy to see him all smiles wif his new hp...</p><p align="left">n i finally got my hands on sony ericsson W850i..! phew, the long wait is over... n best of all, i only pay 18 bux for it... hehehe.. yea 18 bux.. thanks to my 150 bux starhub voucher... then me and him sold off our hp.. n we realized dat we actualy gain more than wat we spend.. sweeeetttt!</p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/928462/n73.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/52405/n73.jpg" width="90" border="0" /></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/691505/w850i.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/424669/w850i.jpg" width="73" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">his & mine</p><p align="left">anyway, it has been a nice cool weekend... i cant wait for my short holiday of 'lets-spend-the-time-together-just-the-two-of-us'... nahhh, we're not goin anywhere farrrr... jus hv time for both of us before i get too busy wif school... ;)</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116642990867743476?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1166188814680424922006-12-15T20:54:00.000+08:002006-12-15T21:36:29.866+08:00<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/596532/IMG_0923.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/12287/IMG_0923.jpg" width="312" border="0" /></a><br /><align="center">the body </p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/483344/IMG_0921copy.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/945956/IMG_0921copy.jpg" width="150" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/843045/IMG_0919copy.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="138" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/824818/IMG_0919copy.jpg" width="156" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center">the front & rear</p><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/623113/IMG_0914.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="131" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/120194/IMG_0914.jpg" width="159" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/172283/IMG_0913.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/151486/IMG_0913.jpg" width="153" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">the wheel & speedometer</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/226527/IMG_0910.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/578136/IMG_0910.jpg" width="184" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/1600/347851/IMG_0907.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8149/287/320/553260/IMG_0907.jpg" width="168" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">the head unit &amp; rims</div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116618881468042492?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1165747880982504842006-12-07T18:43:00.000+08:002006-12-10T18:51:20.993+08:00as we go thru the different phases in life, we hv different wants n needs...<br /><br />previously, i always thought friends are everything.. they are the ones who i look for when i hv probs, or to share my joy or jus to sit around n hv fun... last time, i also feel that love is evrything.. dat u can simply live wif the person jus becos u love him n he love u... i also did believe in fairytales... where evryone n evrything lives happily ever after...<br /><br />but now, i realized that i need my family, my whole family beside my frens... i also realized that love is not everything dat i look for in dat man... i began to search for stability, security and sincerity... yea, the 3 'S'es... n now, after wat i've been thru n see wats happening ard me, i stil do believe in fairytales... its jus dat not all will last....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116574788098250484?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1165145571543235352006-12-03T19:28:00.000+08:002006-12-03T19:32:51.543+08:00someone say 'why sign-up for so many sites that have same features'<br />someone say 'this is better than that.. no.. that is better than the previous one'<br />someone say 'use this, more user-friendly'<br /><br />so, i try to please evryone, although i noe sumwhere out there theres still ppl who grumbles...<br /><br />previously,<br />blogging - blogger.com<br />photos - shutterfly.com<br />videos - youtube.com<br /><br />now,<br />blogging - blogger.com<br />photos - multiply.com<br />videos - multiply.com<br /><br />i was thinking, since i signed up for multiply donkey years ago, i might as well try to use it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116514557154323535?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1164732349341850262006-11-29T00:43:00.000+08:002006-11-29T00:45:49.373+08:00its almost 1am now.. i cant sleep...<br />i dunno how to describe wat i feel now..<br />i feel pain in my chest.. my stomach lurching...<br />n my eyes teary...<br /><br />pls help...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116473234934185026?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1164432499588891072006-11-25T13:17:00.000+08:002006-11-25T13:28:19.603+08:001) Whats the model of your HP? - Motorola V3i...<br />2) Thinking of getting a new phone in the next 3 mth? - yurp! definitely..<br />3) Ur Ring tone? - Hello Moto... Pick Up The Phone....<br />4) Ur message tone? - Cassie Me & You<br />5) When was your last msg send? - dis morning at 11am<br />6) What was your last msg send? - Morng..<br />7) What was the latest msg send to you? - Morng laling...<br />8) What do you store ur house as in the phone book? - MahligaiKu<br />9) Work Place? - Concord<br />10) Your Girlfriend or Boyfriend? - ..:: Shyg ::..<br />11) Your Bestfriend? - i treat all my frens the same<br />12) Dad? - Big Boss<br />13) Mum? - she's not into hp...<br />14) Sibilings? - Renna and Shida<br />15) In your inbox, whats in msg number 17? - Ada $300 boleh pinjam?<br />16) In your outbox, whats in msg number 9? - Mintak sweet cili byk2<br />17) Whats on your wallpaper? - My pic<br />18) Colour of your Hp? - Silvery black<br />19) Can you live without your HP? - maybe, nvr try b4...<br />20) Your Dream Phone? - currently aiming w850i... woohhooooooooo....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116443249958889107?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1164201222566454172006-11-22T20:57:00.000+08:002006-11-22T21:13:42.610+08:00we were told to wear jeans, tshirt n shoes.. no sandals n slippers... n bring a water bottle...<br />so there we are @ our ava room, some looks sporty n some look so casual... we tot today is part of the wrkplan week n the teambuilding activity dat we gonna hv today will involved us physically... even the pregnant ladies were told to stay in school... there were even speculations dat we were goin hiking, mountain climbing, running around, outward bound n the list goes on...<br /><br />so we were divided into 2 grps... n ushered to 2 buses... n off we go, clueless to the max... even on the way, we torment our vp, kelly, to let us in the secret but she managed to resist... along the way we were guessing as the bus turn here n there, exit this way n dat way... we also found dat the other bus went the other way...<br /><br />finally we were dropped near bugis... n guess wat?? we were goin on the DHL hot-air balloon! goshhh, ive always wanted to try dat n now i got on it FREE...! we were so xcitedddd! the view was stunning n for a while i can feel my heart popping... luckily, the wind is not dat strong so the balloon dont reali sway dat much...<br /><br />after dat, we got on a hippo bus... n although its a short ride, we reali do njoy it... its breezy n cooling... n we sang 'top of the world' all the way to suntec... we saw the other team at suntec n they r goin to the hot-air balloon... so it seems we swap places... we boarded the duck ride after the briefing n off we go~.... it took 60 mins for the duck tour, even then it was an enriching experience.. who would hv tot dat now i knew the height of the tallest building, the no. of spikes on the esplanade, n the indepth details of the future developments for marina... kudos to the host who is very frenly...<br /><br />we came back at abt 2pm, n there was a nasi briyani meal for all of us @ the canteen... n after our lunch, we can go homeeeee...!<br /><br />all in all, it was a very freshening experience... n wat do we learn abt teambuilding? i guess ducks do fly together.. n together we soar to greater heights (our sch motto) wif the hot air balloon.. hehehe... main hentam je~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116420122256645417?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18126869.post-1163925412976860512006-11-19T16:22:00.000+08:002006-11-19T16:36:52.986+08:00Monday :<br />school as usual.. let the kids watch movie in class.. they were quite excited abt it...<br /><br />Tuesday :<br />Had the whole PM session did community singing in the hall.. n the songs are all from high school musical.. they r soooooo familiar wif it.. even the P1s noe the lyrics.. i'm reali amazed...<br /><br />Wednesday :<br />Had a staff wellness programme for TEP.. floorball n line-dancing... hehhee... we had a good laugh trying to cha-cha, n dance wif songs like 'tie a yellow ribbon', 'madu dan racun' n 'bossa nova'... chk out the snippet below... dats the simplest one.. they forbid me to record the ones where we r all so clumsy... :)<br /><br />Thursday :<br />P6 farewell nyte, sch ends at 330pm... had a blast from the concert.. n dinner n mingling wif the kids is fun.. although i only taught some of them few yrs back, i kinda gonna miz them... wish them good luck for their PSLE results nxt week... pics r up, minus the concert ones though, too many.. hehehe<br /><br />Friday :<br />Had a year-end dinner at Kintamani Restaurant... it was a good dinner to end the year as an SWC committee... place is nice, company is nice, food is delicious... wat more can we ask.. :)<br /><br />Saturday :<br />Went jalan2 at turf city wif my parents n uncle... we were car-shopping, look2 here, n look2 there... then met az in the evening n we went vivocity, finally~... met eddie n gal coincidentally n they kinda join us for dinner n movie.... went home n managed to catch the 2nd half of Man U match... they won! woohoooooooo....<br /><br />One more week of workplan, meetings n cleaning up my work area in school... n 3 more days of courses n dats it.. i'm officially on a holiday.. yippeeeee~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18126869-116392541297686051?l=mazzter.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11110975661603919918noreply@blogger.com0