<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199</id><updated>2012-01-30T19:48:26.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my green ville</title><subtitle type='html'>this is me... my daily complaints on life... if u dont like, fine by me... but pardon my grammar... i tend to think a lot faster than i type. if u dont get it, then pretend that u do...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-2844025715063466500</id><published>2008-02-18T11:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:48:45.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new phase!</title><content type='html'>many things has happened since i last wrote... the biggest thing was&lt;br /&gt;MY WEDDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got married on 1st Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;and have been blissfully happy since then&lt;br /&gt;i wont be writing here anymore...&lt;br /&gt;will be elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;new phase in my life requires a new place for me to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vain-kish.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-2844025715063466500?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/2844025715063466500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=2844025715063466500' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2844025715063466500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2844025715063466500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-phase.html' title='a new phase!'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-6366674885295707852</id><published>2007-10-02T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:01:37.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;im at &lt;A id=rwu- title=kristakish.livejournal.com href="http://kristakish.livejournal.com" target=_blank&gt;kristakish.livejournal.com&lt;/A&gt; now...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;will i see you there?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i hope so!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-6366674885295707852?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/6366674885295707852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=6366674885295707852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6366674885295707852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6366674885295707852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-at-kristakish.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4908815763812747351</id><published>2007-09-23T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:27:59.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new home mebbe...</title><content type='html'>i'll be writing elsewhere now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look me up in livejournal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cioa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4908815763812747351?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4908815763812747351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4908815763812747351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4908815763812747351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4908815763812747351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-home-mebbe.html' title='new home mebbe...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-7115597989798382075</id><published>2007-08-24T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:01:37.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;dah lame tak update kan... i've been busy with work.. time is a luxury nowadays. i wished i had more time. even my weekends are filled! both saturdays and sundays.. but thankfully this weekend i'll have saturday kinda free. i just need to go the tailors and that's it.. i can rest the whole day and maybe do a little bit of laundry. my sister is not coming back so i ahve the room to myself.. ive got to do MAJOR clean-up, come to think of it now... darn!! sunday is competition day for Mr. Fiance.. photography competition...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anyhow... like is i said.. time is a luxury that i don't have.. and when i do have, i SLEEP. the only logical thing to do!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;so bye!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-7115597989798382075?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/7115597989798382075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=7115597989798382075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7115597989798382075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7115597989798382075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/08/dah-lame-tak-update-kan.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-8540012968803102928</id><published>2007-08-13T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:32:40.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT color=#000080 size=2&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG height=75 src="Image1.gif" width=96&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8540012968803102928?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8540012968803102928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8540012968803102928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8540012968803102928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8540012968803102928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4279012999033189532</id><published>2007-08-03T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:32:40.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;had my birthday 2 days ago! 1st august... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;birthday wishes goes to didie and azrin... the 3 of us share the same birthday! huhuh&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anyways... the birthday "celebration" started on the 31st july. we went out for dinner at The Apartment, The Curve. the food was alright. i especially like the mushroom starter... sedap gile but then again im a fan of mushrooms.. then i had cod fish which was just so-so. my mum made better cod fish lauk. Mr.F had chicken which was nice. then we had their chocolate mousse. oklah... it was almost 11pm when we finished everything and i was dead sleepy... and really wanted to go home. i slept late the night before reading harry potter yg tak habis2 since sunday night... uurrggghhhh.... anyways... Mr.F was complaining but he relented, so we balik rumah... yay! bbuutttt........ he had to take the long way back and then dah sampai rumah, he made another turn... being so sleepy i din argue.. finally, he parked the car... i was about to get out when he said... "tunggu, tunggu!" i pun tunggulah... then he brought a cake! actually it was brownies from secret recipe... so comel! he stuck the candle in and lit it up gave it to me... i was shocked! heheh... then, "tunggu, tunggu!" again... so he went to car but again... and he brought his guitar and a paper bag... pastu he sang his version of a birthday song... so sweet! really i was in tears... of happiness k... heheh... then die bagi birthday present. it was a bracelet watch! cantik kay! alah... watch yg first look, u'd think it was a normal bracelet. look at it again, its a watch too!!! i likey like!!! then we went in coz it was only 11.30pm... huhuhuh.. ngantuk punya pasal!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;next day, i was on leave! had lunch at klcc with man and petty and Mr.F then jln2 kat pyramid... shopped! it was a relaxing day... minus the part where i had to wait in the car for almost an hour!! dahlah birthday, hhmmpppfffff!!! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;tujelah... my birthday... best so far in my twenties... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i havent been updating much kan... loads of work.. laptop takde kat rumah. my sister took it back to melaka. weekends are filled with weddings.. or wedding preparation stuff... adoi... penat k. im out of bajus to wear already. i have to start koreking for my old bajus that i havent worn in months..  puasa month is coming up! luckily dah ganti posa! u guys dah ganti??!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4279012999033189532?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4279012999033189532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4279012999033189532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4279012999033189532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4279012999033189532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/08/had-my-birthday-2-days-ago-1st-august.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-929929098711025711</id><published>2007-07-10T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:32:40.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Been tagged by a few... so this is it...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The meme is about completing at least seventeen out of the following twenty seven sentences. for every tag answered, he will contribute RM127 to &lt;A title="this orphanage" href="http://www.darulizzah.enetmyne.com/" target=_blank&gt;this orphanage&lt;/A&gt; on his birthday 26th August. You will need to leave a comment in &lt;A title="Idham's blog" href="http://bakpo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Idham's blog&lt;/A&gt; to inform him that you have done this tag.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Here's mine:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1. A person is only as good as &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;his words... or so they say&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;2. Friendship is always &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;good to have... no one should be alone&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;3. To love is to &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;feel loved&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. Money makes me &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;deliriously happy...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;5. I miss &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;uni days&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;6. My way of saying I care is by ...&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;if i call/email/sms/talk to you... care lah tu&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;7. I try to spread love and happiness &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;by going for makan - makan. Tony Romas fried mushroom is to die for!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;8. Pick the flowers when &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;there is flowers to pick.. huhuhu&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;9. To love someone is to &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;sacrifice yourself to make the other happy&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;10. Beauty is &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;from within&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;11. When I was thirteen, what I remember the most was &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;my mum buying me bum equipment clothes for a party.. i was 13 kay!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;12. When I was twenty one, I remember &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;being in uni having the time of my life&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;13. I am most happy when &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;im doing nothing at home with my soon-to-be hubby&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;14. Nothing makes me happier than &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;having baskin robbins chocolate ice cream!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;15. If I can change one thing, I will change &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;nothing... everything happens for a reason&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;16. If smiles were &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;money&lt;/FONT&gt; then I &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;would be filthy rich&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;17. Wouldn't it be nice if we could &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;get along and play nice!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;18. If you want to &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;go shopping &lt;/FONT&gt;then you have to &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;work your-ass-off for the moolahs!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;19. Money is not everything but&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;EM&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;how lah if no money, susah wo!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #ff0000"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;20. The most touching moments I have experienced is &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;when my-then-bf-now-fiance proposed! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;21. I smile when &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;im happy&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;22. When I am happy, I &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;do silly things and SMILE&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;23. If only I don't have to &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;house chores&lt;/FONT&gt; then &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;staying home&lt;/FONT&gt; will be more fun.&lt;BR&gt;24. The best thing I did yesterday was &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;sorted 'things' out with my fiance&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;25. If I ever write a book, I will give it this title &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;"the life of keesha..."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;26. One thing I must do before I die is &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;to go for haji and belanja my parents pegi umrah&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;27. Doing this meme, I feel like im &lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;sorta contributing to something&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;i finished all... heheh&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;i wanna tag everyone on my list!!!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;edited: idham's blog is &lt;A href="http://www.bakpo.blogspot.com"&gt;www.bakpo.blogspot.com&lt;/A&gt;. sorry daaa...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-929929098711025711?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/929929098711025711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=929929098711025711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/929929098711025711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/929929098711025711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/07/been-tagged-by-few.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-2788931776495318610</id><published>2007-07-09T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:32:40.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;i am very sleepy... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i have a hard time waking up every morning &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;why is that eh? &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;maybe its because i sleep late every night &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;hhmmmm.... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;so... last weekend was a 'wedding' weekend.. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;next week too... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it seems like everyone is jumping into the bandwagon... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;gatal eh semua orang nak kahwin.. huhuhu... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anyway... congratulations are in order ... to:-&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;nora and fizal &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;odie and tarmezee &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;jua and iz (i think...) &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and my darling cousin who just got engaged on 07.07.07 &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;lishie and shimi! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;congratulations darling!!! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i watched 'transformers' last last weekend! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it was fabulous!!! i was literally sitting at the edge of my seat the whole time &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;well... almost... i was SOO jakun k... &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;megan fox is hot... when i grow up i wanna be just like her... ermm....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;shiah something is the like the comellest dude ever ...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the army guy... boyfren fergie tu... sangat hot jugak!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;omg! it was good... before the movie... i was falling asleep&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;start je movie... my mata terbeliak like kucing tgk lipas... heheh...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;something like that... i wanna watch it again...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anyone? jomlah...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i belanja! u bayar k... ;)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-2788931776495318610?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/2788931776495318610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=2788931776495318610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2788931776495318610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2788931776495318610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-very-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-8758056538547957801</id><published>2007-06-29T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:32:40.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;i have not been that busy but its so leceh to update nowadays as mentioned before. anyways...life being engaged isnt much different than before... work is pretty much the same but somehow there's more work todo.. workload seem to be piling up... why eh? and Mr F got me a belly dancing skirt! woo hoo! now i can go to my weekly belly dancing and shake me hips and ass proudly...so syok coz got sound now... heheh&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;we're watching transformers tonight and dinner tony romas... yummy! jgn jeles you! and i have this new mini project im doing! i'll let u know bile dah siap... im excited already!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;k lah... i'll update when i have more interesting thing happening in my mundane-routiney life.. not that im complaining... but if someone would be nice enuff to donate $$$$... life would be much MORE interesting!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;muah!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8758056538547957801?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8758056538547957801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8758056538547957801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8758056538547957801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8758056538547957801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-not-been-that-busy-but-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-7646626202471161654</id><published>2007-06-18T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:14:58.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;today isnt a good day... certainly not a good way to start my Monday&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;first of all...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i couldnt wake up despite getting my daily morning call from Mr F. so in other word... i woke up late&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;then... lrt super slow... so i had to wait for another 30 minutes before getting on the train. nasib baik i got to seat coz i was feeling too well... being in a crowded lrt platform wasnt helping at all&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;then sampai klcc station... kena beli breakfast....if i dont take breakfast, i'll get gastric by lunchtime...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;so by the time i reach the office i was about 15 mins late .not too late but late enough considering i wanna go to the gym today&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i was suppose to submit something this morning but i couldnt coz boss #1 didnt come in and that person was calling and trying to get me,so i told my colleague to tell her i was not in the office&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;aiyohh... the pressure... the work was due last friday. tu pasal lah pressure... ehehe... takut actually&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anyway... then boss masuk, sign and left. hhmmm... wish i could do that. and i have another paper to do ... damn!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;so... thats my day so far... yg agak shi**y&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; and its my brother's birthday today!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BON!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;gtg byeee...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ps: google documents and spreadsheets DOES work! woohoo!!!. now i can pour out my troubles and sorrows real time... ehhe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-7646626202471161654?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-7705891362751116050?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/7705891362751116050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7705891362751116050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7705891362751116050'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-385422993489657387</id><published>2007-06-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:21:42.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><content type='html'>its been a long while since i last blogged&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dont want to..&lt;br /&gt;i just cant... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to blog at the office... sshhhhh&lt;br /&gt;now i cant coz the they block the access to blogger.com&lt;br /&gt;so sedih k... after work... too tiring&lt;br /&gt;plus i get back late&lt;br /&gt;not coz of work.... heheh&lt;br /&gt;coz i go to gym.. right after work.. woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;nak slim kenalah start now.. now.. now..&lt;br /&gt;i have 7 months to go... woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow.. life has been pretty much the same since the engagement&lt;br /&gt;only diference is that my mom hounds me more..hehe&lt;br /&gt;there is always decision to make, things to do... for the wedding&lt;br /&gt;not that i mind so much.. its just that i have 7 more months to go&lt;br /&gt;lame lagi kan...... i know its not ... minus the puasa and raya month&lt;br /&gt;i have 5 months... hhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... pictures are not ready as yet... at least not up to Mr Fiance's expectations&lt;br /&gt;more editing to be done... to make yours truly look drop dead gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;although i was perspiring so hard that day... lots of editing to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah... i need to dry my hair!&lt;br /&gt;cioa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-385422993489657387?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/385422993489657387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=385422993489657387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/385422993489657387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/385422993489657387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-another-day.html' title='just another day'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-6519662090855839880</id><published>2007-06-10T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T15:17:22.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck for good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am engaged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alhamdullillah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will post photos real soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-6519662090855839880?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-3555298877409106812</id><published>2007-05-22T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:52:58.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping A Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keeping a Relationship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's best to wait for the one you want ...... than settle for the oneavailable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best to wait for the one you love than one who's around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best to wait for the right one because life's too short to be wasted on just someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An African proverb state,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Before you get married, keep both eyes open, and after you marry, close one&lt;br /&gt;eye."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before you get involved and make a commitment to someone, don't let lust, desperation, immaturity, ignorance, pressure from others or a low self-esteem make you blind to warning signs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep your eyes open, and don't fool yourself that you can change someone or that what you see as faults aren't really that important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once you decide to commit to someone, over time, his or her flaws, vulnerabilities, pet peeves, and differences will become more obvious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you love your mate and want the relationship to grow and evolve, you've got to learn how to close one eye and not let every little thing bother you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and your mate have many different expectations, emotional needs, values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are two unique individual children of God who have decided to share a life together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neither one of you is perfect, but are you perfect for each other? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you bring out the best in each other? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you compliment and compromise with each other, or do you compete, compare and control? What do you bring to the relationship? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past mistrust, past pain? You can't take someone to the altar to alter him or her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't make someone love you or make someone stay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you develop self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and "a life" you won't find yourself making someone else responsible for your happiness or responsible for your pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness, and selfishness are not the ingredients of a thriving, healthy, loving and lasting relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeking status, sex, and security are the wrong reasons to be in a relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What keeps a relationship strong?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* communication&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* intimacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* a sense of humor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* sharing household tasks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* some getaway time without business or children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* daily exchanges (a meal, shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch, a note)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* sharing common goals and interests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* giving each other space to grow without feeling insecure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* giving each other a sense of belonging and assurances of commitment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* asking God to be the center of your relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If these qualities are missing, the relationship will erode as resentment, withdrawal, abuse, neglect, dishonesty and pain replace the passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"As long as we have memories, yesterday remains. As long as we have hope,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow awaits. As long as we have friendship, today is beautiful."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship and find out that you still care for that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RlKe1hZV1HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zPqb_BQb3mk/s1600-h/New+Year+6+311206+v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067287173080142962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RlKe1hZV1HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zPqb_BQb3mk/s200/New+Year+6+311206+v2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3555298877409106812?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3555298877409106812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3555298877409106812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3555298877409106812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3555298877409106812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/keeping-relationship-its-best-to-wait.html' title='Keeping A Relationship'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RlKe1hZV1HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zPqb_BQb3mk/s72-c/New+Year+6+311206+v2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-5699376209543488647</id><published>2007-05-22T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T12:02:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day i almost blew my plastic at BODY SHOP</title><content type='html'>body shop IS on sale... from 18 May to 10 June&lt;br /&gt;me being a Body Shop nut... i went gila! heheh&lt;br /&gt;i got to know about the sale by chance&lt;br /&gt;i happened to go to KLCC suring lunch last friday...&lt;br /&gt;then lalu lah depan Body Shop&lt;br /&gt;mak aihh... the queue to pay was so long tht is was coming out from the shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my plastics (i.e. credit card) was NOT on hand... so i had to suck it in&lt;br /&gt;and LALU je... damn it was difficult... but then.. with the amount in the shop&lt;br /&gt;boleh pengsan k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got my must-have-juice-if-i-go-to-klcc juice from JuiceWorks..&lt;br /&gt;i was a happy camper until... i went back to the office&lt;br /&gt;went to my colleague's place... and saw a Body Shop beg&lt;br /&gt;apelagi... saya serbu ... i mean looked and asked... "u beli ape?"&lt;br /&gt;and she answered... "byk benda!... barang semua murah gile... 70% off"&lt;br /&gt;and at that instant i vowed that i will go to the Body Shop sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did... 3 times! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now a proud owner of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pink grapefruit body scrub&lt;br /&gt;- peppermint foot scrub&lt;br /&gt;- all in one base No.04&lt;br /&gt;- blusher No.4&lt;br /&gt;- white musk too eau da parfum&lt;br /&gt;- warming mineral mask&lt;br /&gt;- liquid eyeliner in brown&lt;br /&gt;- the toe separater thing&lt;br /&gt;- glove body scrub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may not be much... but its enuff for me for now...&lt;br /&gt;im not holding my credit card so the only shopping is if i pay by cash&lt;br /&gt;but... since the sale is still on until 10 june...&lt;br /&gt;huhu.. mane tau bonus masuk end of this month... ahahahah *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;i can go shopping summore! woo hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RlJqohZV1GI/AAAAAAAAAGU/97OYtUXZh-k/s1600-h/Azhari"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067229775137199202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RlJqohZV1GI/AAAAAAAAAGU/97OYtUXZh-k/s200/Azhari%27s+Wedding+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peace y'all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5699376209543488647?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5699376209543488647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=5699376209543488647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5699376209543488647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5699376209543488647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/day-i-almost-blew-my-plastic-at-body.html' title='the day i almost blew my plastic at BODY SHOP'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RlJqohZV1GI/AAAAAAAAAGU/97OYtUXZh-k/s72-c/Azhari%27s+Wedding+254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1036387012451038427</id><published>2007-05-17T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:04:53.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cat... coco.. the drama queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkwZoRZV1FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JAYRtH3IV4A/s1600-h/Picture+365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065451860540118098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkwZoRZV1FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JAYRtH3IV4A/s320/Picture+365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was sleeping with her paw over her face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so COMEL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mom brought her to vet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to get a jab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that she was all lethargic and lembik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doctor said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drama Queen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1036387012451038427?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1036387012451038427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1036387012451038427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1036387012451038427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1036387012451038427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-cat-coco-drama-queen.html' title='my cat... coco.. the drama queen'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkwZoRZV1FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JAYRtH3IV4A/s72-c/Picture+365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-3476682534368560887</id><published>2007-05-15T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:31:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rkltmnz9PtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/32kYtT0YDrs/s1600-h/Azhari"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064699766244196050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rkltmnz9PtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/32kYtT0YDrs/s320/Azhari%27s+Wedding+%40+Bandar+Sri+Damansara+170307+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rkls6Hz9PsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5IegAZOSlnY/s1600-h/Picture+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064699001740017346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rkls6Hz9PsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5IegAZOSlnY/s320/Picture+352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklsPXz9PrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G7dFH8f7BBI/s1600-h/Picture+348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064698267300609714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklsPXz9PrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G7dFH8f7BBI/s320/Picture+348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me... at lily chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklqZ3z9PqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wyz9XMbYypQ/s1600-h/Picture+327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064696248665980578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklqZ3z9PqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wyz9XMbYypQ/s320/Picture+327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my foot steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklp4Xz9PpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ubOQNXdWnfU/s1600-h/Picture+333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064695673140362898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklp4Xz9PpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ubOQNXdWnfU/s320/Picture+333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love u too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklpnXz9PoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/q0aADAj1rFY/s1600-h/Picture+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064695381082586754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklpnXz9PoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/q0aADAj1rFY/s320/Picture+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cantik kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklpanz9PnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LgbAuYZmFJs/s1600-h/Picture+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064695162039254642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklpanz9PnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LgbAuYZmFJs/s320/Picture+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;perasan lawa! woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklo-3z9PmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IybbYAYFRlM/s1600-h/Picture+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064694685297884770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklo-3z9PmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IybbYAYFRlM/s320/Picture+316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; snorkelhollics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklohHz9PlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xgCUmoLwSDc/s1600-h/Picture+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064694174196776530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RklohHz9PlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xgCUmoLwSDc/s320/Picture+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkloMHz9PkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/egHckKV6yrM/s1600-h/Picture+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064693813419523650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkloMHz9PkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/egHckKV6yrM/s320/Picture+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklnt3z9PjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hM7HSjj_rwg/s1600-h/Picture+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064693293728480818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rklnt3z9PjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hM7HSjj_rwg/s320/Picture+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us at perhentian &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3476682534368560887?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3476682534368560887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3476682534368560887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3476682534368560887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3476682534368560887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/more-photos.html' title='more photos'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rkltmnz9PtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/32kYtT0YDrs/s72-c/Azhari%27s+Wedding+%40+Bandar+Sri+Damansara+170307+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-9160037111846131699</id><published>2007-05-15T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:28:42.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blerggghhhhh</title><content type='html'>im bitter...&lt;br /&gt;i should go for a detox&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go for a facial&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go for reflexology&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go for body massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u tell that person that you want them to go without saying those exact words...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-9160037111846131699?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/9160037111846131699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=9160037111846131699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/9160037111846131699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/9160037111846131699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/blerggghhhhh.html' title='blerggghhhhh'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-8073551733655323081</id><published>2007-05-15T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:25:50.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KHAIRA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit... my sister dah besar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does it mean im old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAH!! i dont think so!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8073551733655323081?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8073551733655323081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8073551733655323081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8073551733655323081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8073551733655323081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-7874550517834723940</id><published>2007-05-14T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:39:50.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>51 things... after lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trueblue-lifestories.blogspot.com/2007/04/51-things.html"&gt;The 51 things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your gender: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very female &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Single? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Want to be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;better? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Age? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Age you wish you were: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The color of your eyes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very dark brown &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Yourself: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sawo matang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your Hair: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;black... am gonna colour it soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your Favorite Item: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my handphone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your Favorite Drink: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;water berry from JuiceIt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The Room You Are In: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your Pets: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coco.. my cat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What you want to be in Ten Years: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What You're Not: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. One of Your Wish list Items: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a digital camera! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The Last Thing You Did: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate chicken cheese croissant from Delifrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Your Favorite Book: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;any medical fiction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The Last Thing You Ate: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chicken cheese croissant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your Life: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your Mood: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite color: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. My lover is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bagak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I'm listening to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ppl talking in the office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Maybe I should: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;start working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I love: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;him and family and my girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. My best friends are: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I don't understand: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some men&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I miss: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr. Bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. A lot of people say: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The meaning of my name: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some flower somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Love is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good to have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Read the newspaper: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;erm... this morning... just the headlines &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Take walks in the rain: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with Mr. Bf... anytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Drive: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not much in the past year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Like to drive fast? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heheh... when im alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Been out of the country: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Been in love: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am NOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Ran away from home: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no... -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Been on stage: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Judged other people by their clothing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you trendy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i would like to think that i am... some may not agree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Something that happened to you in 1995? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;started sekolah menengah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Last thing you said aloud? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"okay.. im going now. bye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What colour is your toothbrush? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Last thing you bought? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chicken cheese croissant and mini chocolate pastries from Delifrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Best ice cream flavour? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chocolate from Baskin Robbins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Last person you hugged? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr. Bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you talk a lot? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Is laughter the best medicine? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes IT IS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you prefer giving smiles or getting them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;giving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you admit when are wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes... heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-7874550517834723940?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/7874550517834723940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=7874550517834723940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7874550517834723940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7874550517834723940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/51-things-after-lunch.html' title='51 things... after lunch'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-7015932391620328011</id><published>2007-05-14T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T10:19:01.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perhentian part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGOA3z9PiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zUN4C3Xi834/s1600-h/Picture+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062483601774165538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGOA3z9PiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zUN4C3Xi834/s320/Picture+336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGNrXz9PhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uvnyvq9jz9U/s1600-h/Picture+341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062483232406978066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGNrXz9PhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uvnyvq9jz9U/s320/Picture+341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGNHHz9PfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nu9ED4jmMlk/s1600-h/Picture+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062482609636720114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGNHHz9PfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nu9ED4jmMlk/s320/Picture+301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGMw3z9PeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QyOpcz0KO30/s1600-h/Picture+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062482227384630754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGMw3z9PeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QyOpcz0KO30/s320/Picture+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGMK3z9PdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6U9nuqXbSww/s1600-h/Picture+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062481574549601746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGMK3z9PdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6U9nuqXbSww/s320/Picture+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some scenic view taken by Mr Bf...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-7015932391620328011?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/7015932391620328011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=7015932391620328011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7015932391620328011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7015932391620328011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/perhentian-part-1.html' title='perhentian part 1'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RkGOA3z9PiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zUN4C3Xi834/s72-c/Picture+336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4165965777803869356</id><published>2007-05-10T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T13:22:19.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gym day!</title><content type='html'>my sister got into UiTM... melaka...&lt;br /&gt;going end of June..&lt;br /&gt;heheh... sure die seronok kan... away from parents and evil sister yg suka pester dia&lt;br /&gt;i pun suka sikitlah... i get the room to myself... woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;tapikan... i wont have anyone to suruh - suruh already...&lt;br /&gt;oh well... im pretty she'll be coming back every weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bf passed his psychomotor test... woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;i am SOOOO proud of you hunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i weighed myself 2 days ago...&lt;br /&gt;i lost 2 kgs of the 7 put on... so it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;gym IS working...&lt;br /&gt;more running for me then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4165965777803869356?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4165965777803869356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4165965777803869356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4165965777803869356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4165965777803869356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/gym-day.html' title='gym day!'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1471806241867860040</id><published>2007-05-08T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T10:52:17.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love... love... love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rj_kg3z9PcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rYmtByCFXQE/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062015759576546754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rj_kg3z9PcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rYmtByCFXQE/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just got this today... &lt;em&gt;damn server so lembab!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;but i think its the comel-est thing ever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love you too hunny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1471806241867860040?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1471806241867860040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1471806241867860040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1471806241867860040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1471806241867860040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-love-love.html' title='love... love... love'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Rj_kg3z9PcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rYmtByCFXQE/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-8961767720137670179</id><published>2007-05-07T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:38:56.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no... im home</title><content type='html'>im back....!!!! since week actually... but malas nak update&lt;br /&gt;im a happy happy "gelap" girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took lots of fishies pictures...&lt;br /&gt;swam with fishies...&lt;br /&gt;got to eat guiltlessly...&lt;br /&gt;walked by the beach under the hot sun&lt;br /&gt;under the moonlight... holding Mr. Bf's hands.. (aahhh... so romantic...)&lt;br /&gt;swam in the sea...&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bf took lots of pictures of .... ME! heheh&lt;br /&gt;saw many cute kwai lows... handsome you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun... but its back to work now... with another holiday in mind... heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note:&lt;br /&gt;the weather has been super hot lately kan...&lt;br /&gt;i mean the heat ot 'bahang' is SO unbearable lately...&lt;br /&gt;i even have the fan on in the office&lt;br /&gt;when on normal circumstances... i'll be complaining coz its too cold&lt;br /&gt;i find it hard to sleep at night.. (saya takde air-con k..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y eh? anyone can tell me... global warming at its peak...?&lt;br /&gt;i read sumwhere... i cant remember where that the world is gonna be a WHOLE LOT warmer by year 2020 at the rate the artic (or was antartic) is melting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary stuff k... but what are WE doing???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8961767720137670179?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8961767720137670179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8961767720137670179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8961767720137670179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8961767720137670179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-no-im-home.html' title='oh no... im home'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-755041660606933297</id><published>2007-04-27T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:58:47.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERHENTIAN!!!</title><content type='html'>i am going to perhentian tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan jeles ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun... the sea... the beach... aaahhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh syok... i cant smell it already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you  guys next month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerio peeps!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-755041660606933297?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/755041660606933297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=755041660606933297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/755041660606933297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/755041660606933297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/perhentian.html' title='PERHENTIAN!!!'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-2831623821743291027</id><published>2007-04-24T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:36:44.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAK BALIK!!!</title><content type='html'>oleh kerana its raining cats and dogs outside... and i think im gonna be stuck here in the office&lt;br /&gt;-_- for at least another hour... so i decided to post this joke up... for the sake of staying awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once, there was a man who was upset by his past deeds that he decided to visit a church and confess all of his sins. When he arrived at the church, he walked to the confession area and spoke to the pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, I am sinful."&lt;br /&gt; "Yes son, just tell me what have you done, the Lord will forgive you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Father, I have a steady relationship with my girlfriend, it's been 3 years and nothing serious ever happened between us. Yesterday, I visited her house, nobody was at home except for her sister. We were alone and I slept with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That's bad my boy, fortunately you realize your mistake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, last week I went to her office to look for her, but nobody was around except for one of her colleagues, so I slept with her too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not very good of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, last month, I went to her uncle's house to look for her, nobody was around except for her auntie, and I slept with her too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father? ......... Father?" suddenly this guy realized that there was no response from the Father, he walked over and discovered that the Pastor was not there. So he began searching for him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Father? Where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He searched high and low, and finally he found him hiding under the table behind the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, why are you hiding here?" "Sorry son, suddenly I remembered there is nobody around here except me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm not-so-funny.... but i laughed anyway... coz im sleepy and a bit bored!and i need it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-2831623821743291027?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/2831623821743291027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=2831623821743291027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2831623821743291027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2831623821743291027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/nak-balik.html' title='NAK BALIK!!!'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-3365131708869299023</id><published>2007-04-24T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T09:21:48.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>was your weekend any good?</title><content type='html'>mine was okay... a lot of eating though.. damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i joined celebrity fitness... another gym... again&lt;br /&gt;for those who knows me only too well&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;stay there for more than 3 months -_-&lt;br /&gt;betullah... dont believe issit...&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bf is there to ensure that i DO&lt;br /&gt;tak percaya... tanya die okayssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus.. i need to work on my perut for perhentian&lt;br /&gt;which is in 2 days time... (excluding flyday kay..)&lt;br /&gt;yayayya!!! please dont be jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's this wedding to attend... and i need to look &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;superHOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz there's this 'idiot' who called me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gemok&lt;/span&gt; whom i think will be attending&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna look &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;superGORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt; next to my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HOT-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bf when 'he' sees me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course i wanna be fitter... and healthier.... especially with toned abs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat... ive develop sore throat, cough and i think im gonna have flu soon *touch wood*&lt;br /&gt;apelah... i mean im going on a holiday like really really soon... nak sakit sakit pulak..&lt;br /&gt;but im taking supplements... vit C... ubot sakit tekak and wat-nots.. just so i tak sakit during my stay in perhentian... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah..  bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3365131708869299023?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3365131708869299023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3365131708869299023' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3365131708869299023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3365131708869299023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/was-your-weekend-any-good.html' title='was your weekend any good?'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-3350519141303244783</id><published>2007-04-16T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:14:03.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>healthy( ?) weekend</title><content type='html'>i had a rather "healthy" weekend in all weekends so far this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally... my weekends are usually filled with house chores, weddings, TV, window shopping and chilling with Mr Bf... but this weekend... there was still a wedding to attend annnddd... i actually played futsal that night. i actually ran around the court just in case you guys thought i was "warming the benches"... and i kicked the ball too k. so that was saturday... Mr Bf din play coz he's injured from the accident he had a few days ago. his knee is blue, black, red and yellow... eeewwww.... but i love you anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sunday... i went to the gym. i need to lose the flab around my tummy for perhentian. and FAST too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today... my lower body aches... my kaki is very lenguh... damn! i cant cross my legs properly. i literally have to carry one leg over the other -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow... that was my weekend amidst the chores that i tried to avoid doing (but failed miserably), watching TV and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and i found out that the yoga instructor din win.. i am sad for here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing else to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having chocolates... oh la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its raining... yet again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3350519141303244783?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3350519141303244783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3350519141303244783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3350519141303244783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3350519141303244783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/healthy-weekend.html' title='healthy( ?) weekend'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-3828145548365700416</id><published>2007-04-15T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T10:12:08.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of birthday, engagement... n new hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG-pW0HglI/AAAAAAAAADM/85gKqQfkLDI/s1600-h/flawless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053529874594497106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG-pW0HglI/AAAAAAAAADM/85gKqQfkLDI/s200/flawless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new hair for 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG-pW0HgmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVn0YyuLGdM/s1600-h/lily+n+i+at+tasha"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053529874594497122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG-pW0HgmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVn0YyuLGdM/s200/lily+n+i+at+tasha%27s+engagement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lily and me at tasha's engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG-pm0HgnI/AAAAAAAAADc/ButHh6zjhYQ/s1600-h/SP_A0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053529878889464434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG-pm0HgnI/AAAAAAAAADc/ButHh6zjhYQ/s200/SP_A0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on his birthday - 050407&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG7mW0HgkI/AAAAAAAAADE/Euiy0cY23OE/s1600-h/birthday+cupcakes!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053526524520006210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG7mW0HgkI/AAAAAAAAADE/Euiy0cY23OE/s200/birthday+cupcakes!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; birthday cuppacakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3828145548365700416?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3828145548365700416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3828145548365700416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3828145548365700416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3828145548365700416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-hair-for-2007-lily-and-me-at-tashas.html' title='of birthday, engagement... n new hair'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RiG-pW0HglI/AAAAAAAAADM/85gKqQfkLDI/s72-c/flawless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4787191813758331566</id><published>2007-04-13T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:56:14.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the LOVE of my LIFE</title><content type='html'>LOVE &amp; LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story tells us something about LOVE &amp; LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is an engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite; his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" he asked, shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world!" I  answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally he asked me: "What can I do to change your mind?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said it right... It's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: "Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you do it for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just sank by listening to his response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but....please allow me to explain the reasons further.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city. I have to save my eyes to show you the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month. I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by  infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand...and tell you the colour of  flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your young face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting... and as I continue on reading... "Now, that you have finished reading my answer, and if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread....Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's LIFE, and LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shows up in all forms; even in very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model. It could be the dullest and most boring form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT'S LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is some self-interest behind every friendship.&lt;br /&gt;There is no friendship without self-interests. This is a bitter truth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The well-being of mankind, its peace and security, are unattainable unless and until its unity is firmly established.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"is yours like him?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i hope mine is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4787191813758331566?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4787191813758331566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4787191813758331566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4787191813758331566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4787191813758331566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-love-of-my-life.html' title='for the LOVE of my LIFE'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-7052515755993447832</id><published>2007-04-12T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T15:56:49.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the window-shopper...and the boy-next-door</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="255" height="600"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLDf.gif" border="1" name="thebigpicture28" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Window Shopper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;andom&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;entle&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;reamer (&lt;span shmolor="red"&gt;RGLDf&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Loving, hopeful, open. Likely to carry on an romance from afar. You are &lt;b&gt;The Window Shopper&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take love as opportunities come, which can lead to a high-anxiety, but high-flying romantic life. You're a genuinely sweet person, not saccharine at all, so it's likely that the relationships you &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; had and will have will be happy ones. You've had a fair amount of love experience for your age, and there'll be much more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- begin exact opposite table --&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5" align="right" border="0" bgshmolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgshmolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span class="tiny"&gt;Your exact opposite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Stiletto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="3" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DBSMf_thumb.gif" vspace="7" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliberate&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Brutal&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sex&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;!-- end exact opposite table --&gt;Part of why we know this is that, of all female types, you are the most prone to sudden, ferocious crushes. Your results indicate that you're especially capable of obsessing over a guy you just met. Obviously, passion like this makes for an intense existence. It can also make for soul-destroying letdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal match is someone who'll love you back with equal fire, and someone you've grown to love &lt;i&gt;slowly&lt;/i&gt;. A self-involved or pessimistic man is especially bad. Though you're drawn to them, avoid artists at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/square.gif" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span shmolor="red"&gt;BEWARE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The Hornivore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span shmolor="blue"&gt;CONSIDER&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The Gentleman&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Loverboy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Boy Next Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 32-Type Dating Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;OkCupid&lt;/b&gt; - Free Online Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hunny... since you're reading this... please do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE YOU LONG LONG TIME...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;edited: 3.47pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="255" height="600"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLDm.gif" border="1" name="thebigpicture27" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Boy Next Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;andom&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;entle&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;reamer (&lt;span shmolor="red"&gt;RGLDm&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Kind, yearning, playful, you are &lt;b&gt;The Boy Next Door&lt;/b&gt;. You're looking for real Love, a lot like girls do. It might not be manly, but it's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think the next three years will be very exciting and fruitful ones for you. Your spontaneous, creative side makes you a charming date, and we think you have a horny side just waiting to shine. Or glisten, rather. You enter new relationships unusually hopeful, and the first moments are especially glorious. If you've had some things not work out before, so what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- begin exact opposite table --&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5" align="right" border="0" bgshmolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgshmolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span class="tiny"&gt;Your exact opposite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 5-Night Stand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="3" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DBSMm_thumb.gif" vspace="7" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliberate&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Brutal&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sex&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;!-- end exact opposite table --&gt;On paper, most girls would name the Boy Next Door as their ideal mate. In the real world, however, you're often passed over for more dangerous or masculine men. You're the typical "nice guy:" without just a touch of cockiness, you're doomed with girls. A shoulder to cry on? Okay, sure. But never a penis to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than any other type, Boys Next Door evolve as they get older. As we said, many find true love, but some fail miserably in the search. These tarnished few grow up to be &lt;b&gt;The Men Next Door&lt;/b&gt;, who are creepy as hell, offering backrubs to kids and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/square.gif" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span shmolor="red"&gt;ALWAYS AVOID&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The Nymph&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span shmolor="blue"&gt;CONSIDER&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The Maid of Honor&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Peach&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 32-Type Dating Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;OkCupid&lt;/b&gt; - Free Online Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heheh... he's the one for me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had a photoshoot today for our annual report... which will only be out NEXT year. with loads of luck... they will pick a photo with me in it... hahah... if i damn lucky, that is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Bf is on MC until next week... im jealous but im NOT jealous of his swollen knee.. 2 words for you hunny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;padan muka!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;lain kali jgn drive laju2... and it goes out to all men who loves driving fast... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love YOU loads...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-7052515755993447832?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/7052515755993447832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=7052515755993447832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7052515755993447832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7052515755993447832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/window-shopper.html' title='the window-shopper...and the boy-next-door'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-330830272080594498</id><published>2007-04-11T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T17:29:43.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is one is for BAGAK</title><content type='html'>first things first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am dead tired today! ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO BAGAK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after years (2 years je... hehe) of birthday smses to you.. "happy birthday bagak!"&lt;br /&gt;this year its "happy birthday sayang!"&lt;br /&gt;heheh.. who would've thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday surprise jadi... thank god... nasib baik&lt;br /&gt;if not penat je, rush from work to get his birthday cuppacakes, komplot with my mom to cut short our dinner (which was fabulous even though it was short) and send me all the way to subang at 11pm, komplot with his sister to surprise him... nasib baik jadi ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh... the plan was to have the usual sing-song happy birthday but with &lt;em&gt;yours truly&lt;/em&gt; as the surprise. and so, i decided to komplot his sister to make sure that he wont be anywhere near his house before 12. almost tak jadi ok... coz he wanted to have dinner with me and then lepak-chill until 12am. and that's where my mom helped. had to use her... make up some story so that he'll go home. then komplot-ed with his fren to lepak with him until 11ish. then i went to his place... brought cute and yummy cuppacakes! then we suplised him! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the surprise, we had dinner at Alexis, Bangsar... it was nice. to dress up and have dinner like that. we chatted... took loads of vain photos.. im getting better at using a SLR... heheh ... perasa-an only. credits goes to Mr Bf for being patient with my ultra-nonsense-sometimes-stupid photograhy questions... anyhow.. dinner was nice. dessert was better but the best thing was having it with him and in a relaxed mood too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day, we went to watch Shooter, which was good. mark wahlberg was good... i dont fancy all these fighting-fighting-shooting-shooting movie but i have to make an exception for this one and the leonardo dicaprio movie...oh yeah.. Blood Diamond. tu pun best giler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was his birthday do i did for him... heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN U 7 and ROMA 1... Mr Bf is OVERjoyed... accident pun boleh lupa nak cite... all coz Man U won! aduh... well, its a good thing they won too..if not, they would out from the Champion's League and i will be facing a very sulky boy... so nasib baik menang.. yayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. back to me...&lt;br /&gt;i went to the gym yesterday... im pooped today...&lt;br /&gt;woke up late... damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-330830272080594498?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/330830272080594498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=330830272080594498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/330830272080594498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/330830272080594498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-one-is-for-bagak.html' title='this is one is for BAGAK'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-2127478678497678672</id><published>2007-04-03T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T09:20:53.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>i went for the cuppacakes show last friday... had yummy and cute cuppacakes!&lt;br /&gt;you guys should try! sedap dan teramatlah comel!&lt;br /&gt;i met the yoga instructor... so slim and pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend was alright... i cut my hair... its short and long...&lt;br /&gt;that guy thinned my hair but the length is still there&lt;br /&gt;but its so thin... im getting used to it now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to another wedding&lt;br /&gt;gonna be going to another wedding this saturday&lt;br /&gt;fariz low dah kahwin!!! hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;and another one the week after&lt;br /&gt;im out of bajus to wear already&lt;br /&gt;2007 is full of weddings... OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 2 movies this weekend&lt;br /&gt;chermin and 9.56&lt;br /&gt;chermin was alright... scary jugak ut&lt;br /&gt;9.56 was scarier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought these cute ballet shoes from momoe&lt;br /&gt;but... i cant really wear them&lt;br /&gt;they give me blister...&lt;br /&gt;so my mom is gonna wear it first to 'kembang' kan&lt;br /&gt;and i'll wear them later when its all 'kembang'&lt;br /&gt;they say --&gt; petua orang tualah --&gt; to bite the shoes before u wear it before they 'bite' u&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to do it...&lt;br /&gt;u think i should do it...?&lt;br /&gt;ade effect ke? hhmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-2127478678497678672?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/2127478678497678672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=2127478678497678672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2127478678497678672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2127478678497678672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-5912088758893034847</id><published>2007-03-28T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T09:46:42.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i realized</title><content type='html'>that my BM sucks... big time man... i need a english-malay dictionary for every other in the sentence... this is very malufying. its not that i cant speak the english &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i can... very well ok... mencarut semua boleh ok..!)&lt;/span&gt; its just that when it comes to writing.. its SO difficult. lagi-lagi when its as formal as terms and conditions... damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that if i leave the office at 5.45pm &lt;u&gt;SHARP&lt;/u&gt;... i would reach home at about 6.30pm &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(on a good day... no delay in lrt and all)&lt;/span&gt;. AND i would be able to go jogging for at least 30 mins round the block... hhhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i have this thing about fishies... i love fishies... i found that out when i went to Aquaria last year and also on my trip to Tioman... real live fishies ok... i dont do plastic fishies ok. i love watching them... staring at them... i am so gonna go to Aquaria AGAIN one of these days if my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gorgeous darling&lt;/span&gt; will let me bore him to death at Aquaria... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(he reads this... heheh...)&lt;/span&gt; and i am so gonna be snorkelling everyday when we get our butts in Perhentian... yayay!! i cant wait... in the meantime, i will have to get my abs in shape &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mainly my perutlah... if not the bikini will be staying in KL)&lt;/span&gt; or i might scare those beautiful fishies away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions of where to stay in perhentian? tak mau hostel... thank you vely muuch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5912088758893034847?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5912088758893034847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=5912088758893034847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5912088758893034847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5912088758893034847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-realized.html' title='i realized'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-5285195201799735162</id><published>2007-03-21T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:56:51.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for those who are 25 yo... and above -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Being Twenty-Something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at your job. It is not even close to what you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared. You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beginning to understand yourself and what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe you can love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;are we going through that now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5285195201799735162?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5285195201799735162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=5285195201799735162' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5285195201799735162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5285195201799735162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/being-twenty-something-they-call-it.html' title='for those who are 25 yo... and above -_-'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-720239437674766280</id><published>2007-03-19T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:14:27.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new diet regime!</title><content type='html'>i am gonna start my "detox cum no dinner cum no rice" diet&lt;br /&gt;i have to lose another 4kg back to my original weight&lt;br /&gt;and another 4 kg to my "dream" weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to lose at least 1kg by end of this week...&lt;br /&gt;and the rest by end of april....&lt;br /&gt;oklah... at least 3kg by end of april&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but definitely all of it by august!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have to start my yoga again...&lt;br /&gt;jogging in the late evening... if i terlarat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna weigh myself when i get home..&lt;br /&gt;so we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had:&lt;br /&gt;for breakfast--&gt; oats and tea&lt;br /&gt;for lunch--&gt; spagetthi (yg pedas...),  2 small squares of strawberry sponge cake and air oren(i went to a colleague's farewell...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no dinner for me tonight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-720239437674766280?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/720239437674766280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=720239437674766280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/720239437674766280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/720239437674766280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-diet-regime.html' title='new diet regime!'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-2128219702647266439</id><published>2007-03-16T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:51:17.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dua puluh enam tahun kak...</title><content type='html'>just now i was asked by the tea lady of my age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"dik keesha umur berapa tahun sekarang?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       "saya &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt; thn tahun nie, kak"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... i realise that i am &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; gonna turn &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt; this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent you suppose to be matured by &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent you suppose to have a well-paying job... stable job by &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;savings of RM XXXX, at  least by &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be in a relationship of more than 1 year minimum by &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent you suppose to be married by &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kan? tak betul ke...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am NO WHERE near those... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like mature &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26 &lt;/span&gt;yo.. more like a mature &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; yo maybe&lt;br /&gt;well-paying job... nope, stable... maybe&lt;br /&gt;no savings to speak... *looks down*&lt;br /&gt;in a relationship... yes, more than a year... NOT YET..&lt;br /&gt;married.... hah!!! nampak gaya macam lambat lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macammane nie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all i can i say is that... i am a happy soon-to-be &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt; year GIRL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-2128219702647266439?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/2128219702647266439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=2128219702647266439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2128219702647266439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2128219702647266439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/dua-puluh-enam-tahun-kak.html' title='dua puluh enam tahun kak...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-2587760245773003353</id><published>2007-03-15T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:20:04.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>i am paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be paranoid...?? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please, please tell me how??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its making me crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-2587760245773003353?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/2587760245773003353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=2587760245773003353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2587760245773003353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2587760245773003353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1393597605254519654</id><published>2007-03-11T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:36:30.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the star weekender</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my hunny masuk papers... heheh... go &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2007/3/10/lifeliving/17017494&amp;sec=lifeliving"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1393597605254519654?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1393597605254519654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1393597605254519654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1393597605254519654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1393597605254519654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/star-weekender.html' title='the star weekender'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4542192342926285256</id><published>2007-03-09T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T08:54:22.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for miss october!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Loves to chat&lt;br /&gt;Loves those who loves him&lt;br /&gt;Loves to takes things at the centre&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and suave&lt;br /&gt;Inner and physical beauty&lt;br /&gt;Does not lie or pretend&lt;br /&gt;Sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Treats friends importantly&lt;br /&gt;Always making friends&lt;br /&gt;Easily hur! t but recovers easily&lt;br /&gt;Bad tempered&lt;br /&gt;Selfish&lt;br /&gt;Seldom helps unless asked&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer&lt;br /&gt;Very opinionated&lt;br /&gt;Does not care of what others think&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Decisive&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;Loves to travel, the arts and literature&lt;br /&gt;Soft-spoken, loving and caring * Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Touchy and easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Concerned&lt;br /&gt;Loves outdoors&lt;br /&gt;Just and fair&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift and easily influenced&lt;br /&gt;Easily lose confidence &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4542192342926285256?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4542192342926285256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4542192342926285256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4542192342926285256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4542192342926285256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-miss-october.html' title='for miss october!'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4516647530269021391</id><published>2007-03-09T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T08:50:26.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone...</title><content type='html'>i enjoy walking alone from the lrt station to the office in the mornings&lt;br /&gt;unless im late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like sitting by myself doing my sudoku while waiting for my parents&lt;br /&gt;unless im super tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like having my tea and french toast at my favourite kopitiam alone&lt;br /&gt;unless mr bf joins me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like reading my magazines in my room alone with my cat&lt;br /&gt;unless CSI is on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like staying home alone doing my chores&lt;br /&gt;unless its dark outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it make me a loner...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4516647530269021391?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4516647530269021391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4516647530269021391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4516647530269021391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4516647530269021391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/alone.html' title='alone...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-994991198067440711</id><published>2007-03-07T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:07:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>april and august</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;if u wanna know for your month... let me know k&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;Suave and caring&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Firm and has leadership qualities&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to console others&lt;br /&gt;Too generous and egoistic&lt;br /&gt;Takes high pride of oneself&lt;br /&gt;Thirsty for praises&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary spirit&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Angry when provoked&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Observant&lt;br /&gt;Careful and cautious&lt;br /&gt;Thinks quickly&lt;br /&gt;Independent thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Loves to lead and to be led&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream&lt;br /&gt;Talented in the arts, music and defense&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive but not petty&lt;br /&gt;Poor resistance against illnesses&lt;br /&gt;Learns to relax&lt;br /&gt;Hasty and rushy&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Loves to make friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APRIL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Active and dynamic&lt;br /&gt;Decisive and hateful but tends to regret&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and affectionate to oneself&lt;br /&gt;Strong mentality&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Diplomatic&lt;br /&gt;Consoling&lt;br /&gt;Friendly and solves people's problems&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Suave and generous&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Revengeful&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive&lt;br /&gt;Hasty&lt;br /&gt;Good memory&lt;br /&gt;Moving&lt;br /&gt;Motivate oneself and the others&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually of the head and chest&lt;br /&gt;Easily get too jealous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-994991198067440711?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/994991198067440711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=994991198067440711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/994991198067440711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/994991198067440711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/april-and-august.html' title='april and august'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1379779338966737472</id><published>2007-03-06T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T14:02:41.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sway with me..</title><content type='html'>today... at approximately 11.50 ish while sitting quietly at my desk, i felt myself sway. and i thought to myself... "pening ke?" then i felt the swaying again. i look at my water bottle just to make sure that it was me having a headache and not the building swaying... and guess what i saw? the water in the bottle was moving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i panicked! i quickly stood up... and saw my colleagues looking at each other. one asked if anyone felt anything... immediately everyone (in the unitlah...) started talking including me. i saw another colleague at the other end of the office reaching for her bag. then, another colleague asked everyone to leave the building. then another one was almost histerical... walking very fast out of the office saying "building goyang, building goyang!" apelagi... semua paniclah... we took our belongings... and rushed out! crammed into the lift... and went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to ground floor... everyone was as usual... like nothing happened... we stood around... &lt;em&gt;(terkena pulak... t-shirt day, so everyone was wearing our red campaign t-shirt)&lt;/em&gt; looking very boria in our t-shirt. since no one could tell us anything, most of us went for lunch.. it was 12 ish by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to kfc... so much for my diet! oh my god... goyang again!!! its exactly 1.51pm now... its stronger than the one before. scary shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... sumatra had an earthquake. 5.8 on the richter scale. read &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/3/6/nation/20070306123658&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! and we felt the tremors... we are on the 34th floor. so we can imagine how we felt... manelah kot-kot the building nak runtuh ke *looking for wood touch* wallahualam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah... enough drama for today... hopefully no more tremors...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1379779338966737472?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1379779338966737472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1379779338966737472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1379779338966737472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1379779338966737472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/today.html' title='sway with me..'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-6749997233320887242</id><published>2007-03-03T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T18:19:49.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maliq n d'essentials</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJorXKOsR3Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJorXKOsR3Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love this song... absolutely!! they have been around for awhile... and they sound so good!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;untitled&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ketika, kurasakan sudah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ada ruang di hatiku yang kau sentuh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dan ketika, ku sadari sudah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tak selalu indah cinta yang ada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mungkin memang, ku yang harus mengerti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bila ku bukan yang ingin kau miliki&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;salahkah ku bilakau lah yang ada di hatiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;adakah ku singgah di hatimu, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mungkinkah kau rindukan ada ku &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;adakah ku sedikit di hatimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bila kah ku mengganggu harimu, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mungkin kau tak inginkan adaku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;akankah ku sedikit di hatimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bila memang, ku yang harus mengerti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mengapa cintamu tak dapat ku miliki&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;salahkah ku bila&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kau lah yang ada di hatiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kau yang ada, di hatiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bila cinta kita tak kan tercipta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ku hanya sekedar ingin tuk mengerti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;adakah diriku, oh singgah di hatimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dan bilakah kau tau, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kau yang ada, di hatiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kau yang ada, di hatiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;adakah ku, di hatimu &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-6749997233320887242?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/6749997233320887242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=6749997233320887242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6749997233320887242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6749997233320887242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/03/maliq-n-dessentials.html' title='maliq n d&apos;essentials'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-5796753912513364555</id><published>2007-02-28T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T10:59:09.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ive got you babe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is what i got this morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which made me smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which has set the mood right for the whole day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;roses are red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my pen is blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;honey i'm mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im madly in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im falling in love with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5796753912513364555?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5796753912513364555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=5796753912513364555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5796753912513364555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5796753912513364555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-got-you-babe.html' title='ive got you babe'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-8718864428345938431</id><published>2007-02-23T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T17:43:33.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/excalibur.htm"&gt;&lt;img height="324" alt="I am a excalibur!" src="http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/myimages/excalibur.jpg" width="225" vspace="4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Find your own &lt;a href="http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/"&gt;pose&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Traits and Tendencies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excalibur couples may battle just as much as other couples (and participate in more than their fair share of public huffs), but they look so good together, it outweighs any other deficiencies they may share. It isn't that they're classically good-looking, or similarly sized (though certainly both those pairings are permissible). It's more that the aesthetic chord they strike satisfies in profound ways. Like gorgeously plated food or song filled with unusual harmonies, the wan and freckled hand-in-hand with the tragically tan, the pigeon-toed with the duck-walkers, these Excalibur couples achieve such perfection in their pairing that they remind the world that anything is possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Comfort Zone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excalibur is in the Wind pose family. Other Wind poses you might enjoy include Softserve Swirl and The Ventriloquist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Health Note &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An unexpected rash or orthopedic adjustment can sometimes lead an Excalibur couple to fall out of balance. Physical adjustments may need to be made, or an entirely new pose could even be in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 5.41pm... i should be on the way home now but im not&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got to help mom with cooking but i think i'll only be in time to makan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im suppose to leave at 4.45pm but i didnt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so that's that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY WEEKEND ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8718864428345938431?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8718864428345938431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8718864428345938431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8718864428345938431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8718864428345938431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-need-sleep.html' title='i need sleep'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-9123038742608175070</id><published>2007-02-21T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:56:37.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by zyrin! - 6 weird things about me</title><content type='html'>ive been tagged by zyrin aka muzie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when i drive... i would usually have the windows down. but if it gets warmer, i would switch on the air-con and also leave the windows down. ONLY if its really really hot, will i put up the windows and have the air-con only. i cant really stand the cold... so i need the windows to be down and the air-con to be on at the same time. i know, i know... i should just increase the temperature but i dont like. i prefer to have both air-con and wind... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i like cooking and baking now. i never used to bother. now i do. why? am i getting 'older'?? oh no... watching nigella, jamie, kylie, david and the guy from surreal gourmet does not help in minimizing this weirdness... hehe... they make baking and cooking so easy. my mom also makes cooking malay food easy. im proud to say that i can cook (sedap tak sedap tu belakang cerita!!!)... simple food that is, so should my mom tetiba pegi holiday and tinggal my dad yang tak suka makan kat luar... that means i have to cook no matter how simple the food is for my dad. and as for baking, i can make chocolate chip cookies... hehe.. brownies although its a little sweet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i dont like taugeh... bean sprouts... watever u call it. especially in any kind of laksa, soup, beehun, kuey tiaw... mee yg goreng2lah.. i think it SO spoils the flavour of the food. im willing to pick each and every taugeh in my food before eating it. even if it take minutes... many many minutes. i would do it. BUT if taugeh as a lauk on its own... i can makan.. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i have this habit of having a specific meal at the same place for weeks or until i get muak of it. right now... its this bee hun soup at the mamak in front of my office. i can have it every working day... for now. belum rase muak lagi... plus there's nothing much to makan around there anyway.. which is not ricelah. i cant have rice for lunch coz i'll doze off in the same hour i ate. really! but today i had beehun goreng from the food court. sedap albeit a little oily but still good... mebbe new meal for the next few weeks... maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. it not-so weird... but i do love green... everything on my desk must be green... highlighter, pens, scissors, stapler (the one at home is green, the one in the office is pink. i had no choice - its free), folders, tissue box... lets even mention my room... the room is green much to sister's distaste - she wants it purple.. being the eldest gives you power to override her wishes... heheh... sian die. the bathroom is green, although is a common bathroom... heheh... my shawls, pashmina are mostly green... actually they are ALL green. i have MANY green accessories. my birthstone is peridot which is a green semi-precious (i think) stone... YAY! every year i must have green baju raya... it doesnt have to be all green as long as it has some green in it... heheh... heck even my car is green. i made my dad pick green. having said that, i dun have THAT many green tops.. wired but true... when i but those little note books for saje2 it must be green. anything green is cantik for me.. psycho kan.. and for a random thing like a favourite colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history nyer - back in std 1, i was in 1 Hijau. being the loyal person that i am (ye ke??) i stuck to it... it become a favourite which brings me to the weird thing about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i am brand loyal... kedai loyal... colour loyal once im confortable with that thing, place or person... i'll stick to it... till... erm... ever...ive used nokia all my life until last year... terpaksalah... free phone ... ehheheh. i only cut my hair at this salon in hartamas. ive been going to here since i was 11 yo. i will blow my hair at the another place but i WILL always go there just blow.. its cheap. ive been using body shop since high school... i go to the same clinic all the time.. klinik segara in hartamas if not the one at the office. i will always park at the same place when i go to any shopping mall... this is too avoid "losing" my car. im also loyal in relationship... with frens too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im tagging.. hhmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;nadia - which zyrin has tagged but im tagging her again. so double tag!&lt;br /&gt;sherie&lt;br /&gt;cece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-9123038742608175070?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/9123038742608175070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>faster kill pussycat</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7GHiL7mcnk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7GHiL7mcnk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5206284348843947524?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5206284348843947524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=5206284348843947524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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shop.... yayay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translations of some marketing terms &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(got it off friendster...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a handsome guy at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to him and say, "I'm fantastic in bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's Direct Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a handsome guy.&lt;br /&gt;One of your friends goes up to him and&lt;br /&gt;pointing at you says,"She's fantastic in bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's Advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a handsome guy at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to him and get his telephone number.&lt;br /&gt;The next day you call and say, "Hi, I'mfantastic in bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's Telemarketing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a handsome guy.&lt;br /&gt;You get up and straighten your dress.&lt;br /&gt;You walk up to him and pour him adrink.&lt;br /&gt;You say, "May I," and reach up to straighten&lt;br /&gt;his tiebrushing yourself slightly against his arm, and&lt;br /&gt;then say,"By the way, I'm fantastic in bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a handsome guy.&lt;br /&gt;He walks up to you and says,"I hear you're fantastic in bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's Brand Recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a handsomeguy.&lt;br /&gt;You talk him into going home with yourfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's a Sales Rep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend can't satisfy him so he calls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's Tech Support .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on your way to a party when you realize&lt;br /&gt;that there could be handsome men&lt;br /&gt;in all these houses you're passing.&lt;br /&gt;So you climb onto the roof of one situated toward the center&lt;br /&gt;and shout at the top of yourlungs, "I'm fantastic in bed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's Spam .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFSzif9I/AAAAAAAAABw/GiqSgp2KYb8/s1600-h/valentines+140207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032381248394395602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFSzif9I/AAAAAAAAABw/GiqSgp2KYb8/s200/valentines+140207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;valentine's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFizif-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jofJYpAlhWY/s1600-h/DSCN6941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032381252689362914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFizif-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jofJYpAlhWY/s200/DSCN6941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;momsy's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i wore the same top for valentine... heheh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFyzif_I/AAAAAAAAACA/L6PlIU9v5IA/s1600-h/DSCN6890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032381256984330226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFyzif_I/AAAAAAAAACA/L6PlIU9v5IA/s200/DSCN6890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;raining in kkb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFyzigAI/AAAAAAAAACI/D1kPnYFcd1o/s1600-h/SP_A0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032381256984330242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFyzigAI/AAAAAAAAACI/D1kPnYFcd1o/s200/SP_A0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looking pitiful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacGCzigBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6sp29TtRKBw/s1600-h/34351922822142s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032381261279297554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacGCzigBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6sp29TtRKBw/s200/34351922822142s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bestfren's birthday in tsb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8177486497895485700?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8177486497895485700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8177486497895485700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8177486497895485700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8177486497895485700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/1st-day-of-cny-weekend.html' title='1st day of CNY weekend'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/RdacFSzif9I/AAAAAAAAABw/GiqSgp2KYb8/s72-c/valentines+140207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-5382014101357091211</id><published>2007-02-16T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T13:35:13.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay! its FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>yay yay yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i welcome the looonnngggg weekend... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note to self: must not waste weekend with sleeping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try not to bring work home &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note to self: dont bother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna spend time with my hunny &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note to self:must watch 'the holiday' and retail-therapy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to have plenty of rest &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note to self: forget the note above... sleep more!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to detox myself &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note to self: must ATTEMPT to do detox... there goes my breakfast date with hunny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner on valentines was really good...&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at Flam's&lt;br /&gt;this time i had tuna steak and he had lamb shank&lt;br /&gt;and we had the "Hot Gooey Chocolate Cake"&lt;br /&gt;and it was Oh So Yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;so sedap okay!!&lt;br /&gt;u guys really should go there and try it&lt;br /&gt;they gave chocolates and a red rose for the ladies that nite..&lt;br /&gt;was really nice... ambience was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hunny gave me a picture of us with a poem&lt;br /&gt;which was REALLY sweet of him&lt;br /&gt;i love you long long time hunny&lt;br /&gt;i likey like it A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister came back last nite&lt;br /&gt;for CNY break... &lt;em&gt;untung betul budak2 NS nih&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a bunch of them at KLCC last wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;outing kot&lt;/em&gt;... anyway... this is wat she sms-ed me when she saw the photo frame he gave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bangun lambat budak nie... just because dok kat rumah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"sister to sister. sister reads sister boy card to sister. sister goes aiyoh so sweet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh... memanglah my boy is so sweet... eheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shout-out to my chinese friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GONG XI FA CHAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANG POW NGA LAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(betul ka??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5382014101357091211?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5382014101357091211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=5382014101357091211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5382014101357091211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5382014101357091211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay-its-friday.html' title='yay! its FRIDAY'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1002624249057995190</id><published>2007-02-14T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T09:19:27.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINE'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dearest hunny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am very happy with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and thank you sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yours always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1002624249057995190?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1002624249057995190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1002624249057995190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1002624249057995190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1002624249057995190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='VALENTINE&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-3084499135964351428</id><published>2007-02-12T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T18:09:47.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;im having the monday blues...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;its SOOO not a good day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;its affecting my mood today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;im SO not in the mood to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i miss my hunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;and that is not helping with my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;and i have loads TO DO at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;also not helping with my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i am so not in a good mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;that's that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;not a good way to start my week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3084499135964351428?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3084499135964351428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3084499135964351428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3084499135964351428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3084499135964351428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1888066863318086481</id><published>2007-02-07T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:34:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bone of My Bone, Flesh of My Flesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bone of My Bone, Flesh of My Flesh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Years ago, I asked God to give me a spouse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not only I asked for a spouse but also &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;explained what kind of spouse I wanted. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want a nice, tender, forgiving, passionate,honest, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;peaceful, generous, understanding, pleasant, warm,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;intelligent, funny, attentive, compassionate and truthful spouse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I even mentioned the physical characteristics I dreamt about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As time went by, I added the required list of my wanted spouse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One night, in my prayer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God talked to my heart:"I cannot give you what you want."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked, "Why God?"God said, "Because I am fair.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is the truth and all I do are true and right."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked, "God, I don't understand why I cannot have &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatI asked from you?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God answered, " I will explain.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is not fair and right for Me to fulfill your demand because &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot give something that is not your ownself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is not fair to give someone who is full of love to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if sometimes you are still hostile, or to give you someone generous &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but sometimes you can be cruel; or &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone forgiving, however, you still hide revenge; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone sensitive, however,you are very insensitive..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He then said to me: "It is better for Me to give you someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who I know could grow to have all the qualities you are searching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rather than to make you waste your time to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone who alreadyhave the qualities you want. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your spouse would be bone from your bone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and flesh from your flesh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you will see yourself in him/her andboth of you will be one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marriage is like a school. It is a life-long span education.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is where you and your partner make adjustments &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and aim not merely to please each other, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but to be better human beings and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make a solid teamwork. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not give you a perfect partner,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you are not perfect either. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give you a partner with whom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you would grow together."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;sayang... let's grow old together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1888066863318086481?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1888066863318086481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1888066863318086481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1888066863318086481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1888066863318086481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/bone-of-my-bone-flesh-of-my-flesh.html' title='Bone of My Bone, Flesh of My Flesh'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-7009599954350505215</id><published>2007-02-07T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:35:52.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over the weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive been sick... still am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive lost 3 kgs... prolly due to being sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i like to believe that my detox diet actually works...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my hands are shaking... uncontrollably... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think its due to my medication...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sherie is married... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna be married too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;erm... -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss my frens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a lot of work to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sister says i talk funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think she talks funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's at NS camp in KKB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i drove all the way there on sunday... &lt;em&gt;tereerrr k!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KKB is kuala kubu baru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i missed 'berbagi suami'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my fren is getting engaged!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY! for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna be engaged too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hhmmm.... -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant wait for the next holiday!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and its in 8 days... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna bake brownies... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my brownies are good... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(masuk bakul angkat sendiri ye....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to start my yoga again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need to lose another 3 kgs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to be 46kgs or less in 6 months!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;i will i will i will i will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-7009599954350505215?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/7009599954350505215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=7009599954350505215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7009599954350505215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/7009599954350505215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/02/over-weekend.html' title='over the weekend...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-6210445926504585457</id><published>2007-01-29T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:37:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post Boyz II Men</title><content type='html'>the concert was excellent!&lt;br /&gt;i had so much FUN!&lt;br /&gt;we had VIP seats, so we got to be right (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;almost...)&lt;/span&gt; at the front&lt;br /&gt;i got to see them in their own size&lt;br /&gt;i mean you know howits like ... if you sit at the back, they would prolly look like ants&lt;br /&gt;heheh... we got to stand right up to the stage... of course there was a barricade (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so technically up to the barricade&lt;/span&gt;) but... we could almost touch them... if only we cud move a few more inches to the fron..)&lt;br /&gt;then they sang "i'll make love to you" song (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think its the right title... but im sure you guys know which one i am talking about...)&lt;/span&gt; they threw roses...&lt;br /&gt;i din get one... some b*tch grabbed it...&lt;br /&gt;they sang some new songs... best jugak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met so many people... frens of "fren", frens school, frens from uni...&lt;br /&gt;sungguh syok...&lt;br /&gt;i saw ac mizal.... i saw shazzy... i saw anuar zain...&lt;br /&gt;heheh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the concert was only for 2 hours... on the dot!&lt;br /&gt;and... I DIDNT BRING MY CAMERA&lt;br /&gt;so smart kan....&lt;br /&gt;uurrghhhh.... so angry with myself... and i managed to take some photos from my phone &lt;div&gt;but the turn out too well... in fact you cant really them... except some white blob (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;due to the spotlight&lt;/span&gt;) in the middle the black background&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got to watch them anyway... real life...&lt;br /&gt;with my hunny summore...&lt;br /&gt;nothing cud beat that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert...&lt;br /&gt;sempat watch the malaysia vs singapore game&lt;br /&gt;we lost... damn!..&lt;br /&gt;had late dinner... chilled at starbucks... weather was good&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt freezing... just constant cool breeze..&lt;br /&gt;so there i was enjoying the cool breeze and hanging out with my hunny...&lt;br /&gt;nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weekend was great... how was yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: thanks hunny... i love u long time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-6210445926504585457?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/6210445926504585457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=6210445926504585457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6210445926504585457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6210445926504585457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-boyz-ii-men.html' title='post Boyz II Men'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-983356493333551205</id><published>2007-01-26T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T08:30:53.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boyz 2 men</title><content type='html'>so... detox diet not going so well...&lt;br /&gt;i think i should do it over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;but im still on the diet...&lt;br /&gt;by way of having more fruits and not taking snacks in between&lt;br /&gt;THAT &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not having my usual asam in the afternoon...)&lt;/span&gt; is an ACHIEVEMENT!!&lt;br /&gt;seriously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to Boyz 2 Men concert tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!! i cant wait...&lt;br /&gt;the last time i saw them was..&lt;br /&gt;back in 2005 i think.. for the Forces of Nature concert... the phuket tsunami&lt;br /&gt;they were awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;i have loved them since forever&lt;br /&gt;oklah... since saya kecil lagi&lt;br /&gt;zaman kaset-kaset ok...&lt;br /&gt;dah ancient ok...&lt;br /&gt;just so u know... im not &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; old&lt;br /&gt;anyone going... let me know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-983356493333551205?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/983356493333551205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=983356493333551205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/983356493333551205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/983356493333551205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/boyz-2-men.html' title='boyz 2 men'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4467972502789041103</id><published>2007-01-23T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:55:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detox Day 1 Report (one day late...)</title><content type='html'>My report... (so cece... i hope its encouraging... kih kih kih..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I consumed the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oats&lt;br /&gt;Toast with camembert cheese&lt;br /&gt;One cut-up fuji apple&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of grapes&lt;br /&gt;one mug of tea&lt;br /&gt;lemon-apple juice from San Fran&lt;br /&gt;honey dew&lt;br /&gt;water, water, water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ikan masak kicap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sayur air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you... its my first day. i was head-achy by 4ish... by 6pm i was starving hence the ikan masak kicap and sayur and ulam and sambal (not suppose to have sambal duting detox...) SANS the rice ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... and i have a bit of my favourite (non-detox... :( ) drink.. Lipton green tea with lemon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did a bit yoga... did it half-way coz hunny came over... so we watched "House " instead.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. today.. as of 11.46am, i've only had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oats&lt;br /&gt;toast with camember cheese&lt;br /&gt;a bit of tea&lt;br /&gt;one green apple&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of grapes&lt;br /&gt;water, water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated: 24 Jan, 11.51am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had mushroom soup and orange juice from san francisco... it wasnt very filling and nice either...&lt;br /&gt;i bought more fruits.. i got fuji apple and ciku. but i ended giving my ciku to my boss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.... i had dinner. so much for my detox diet. i had only lauk ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today will be another detox day... but not a full-blown one. not that the previous days were "full-blown" detox day... i will continue with this diet until i see results.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;(note to self: no dinner, no dinner, no dinner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish me luck y'all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4467972502789041103?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4467972502789041103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4467972502789041103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4467972502789041103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4467972502789041103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/detox-day-1-report-one-day-late.html' title='Detox Day 1 Report (one day late...)'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1974276783520335707</id><published>2007-01-22T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:59:24.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>detox and being pissed on MONDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://olyn-and-more.blogspot.com/2007/01/top-10-detox-food.html#links"&gt;OLYN AND MORE: Top 10 Detox Food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to lose weight... trying hard...&lt;br /&gt;i was reading a magazine and found out that you CAN lose weight by detoxing&lt;br /&gt;but its not like instantenously... will take time.. well, i have 13 days to go&lt;br /&gt;plus its a detoxing is good to the liver&lt;br /&gt;considering the amount of food and the type of food ive been consuming&lt;br /&gt;i think i should give my liver a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far.. the only non-detoxing ive taken is oats and bread with cheese and tea&lt;br /&gt;its for breakfast... i NEED breakfast ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lunch... is fruits and juice i got from san fran... apple and lemon... masam wo!!&lt;br /&gt;heheh... all in the name beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was blogging just now... and found the link above... read it if you wanna know what you CAN eat during detox... just so you know now... its mainly fruits, vege and water... and fruit juices... without the sugar k... and the ones from 7-11 or kiosk or supermarket-carton-type doesnt count ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;on another note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pissed... was... was calmed by hunny (&lt;em&gt;kindalah...&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dont read other ppl stuff... may it be their diary, letters, cards and especially bills... you just dont!!! it is plain wrong!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lepastu marah me for no reason... wtf??!!! who ask you to read it in the first placelah kan... i know what im doing lah... if i dunno, i wouldnt be where i amlah... damn man!!! balik sure kena again... dun wan to go home now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1974276783520335707?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://olyn-and-more.blogspot.com/2007/01/top-10-detox-food.html#links' title='detox and being pissed on MONDAY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1974276783520335707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1974276783520335707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1974276783520335707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1974276783520335707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/detox-and-being-pissed-on-monday.html' title='detox and being pissed on MONDAY'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1817642315158016047</id><published>2007-01-18T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:26:16.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am wondering</title><content type='html'>should i those yummy cuppacakes for valentines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i be able to lose &lt;u&gt;at least&lt;/u&gt; 2 kgs by 4th of Feb for &lt;a href="http://pruplelillies.blogspot.com"&gt;Sherie&lt;/a&gt;'s wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i should get for her wedding gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i be wasting my time if i go to KKB this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i go home on time today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;print ad for AmIslamic is out today... ade gambar sayalah... belilah utusan malaysia hari ini!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1817642315158016047?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1817642315158016047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1817642315158016047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1817642315158016047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1817642315158016047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/am-wondering.html' title='am wondering'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-6422984265647056917</id><published>2007-01-17T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:09:43.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoes galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31rqowpnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qGW9jN_ifgs/s1600-h/fer029w-tacora_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020939290116400754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31rqowpnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qGW9jN_ifgs/s320/fer029w-tacora_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31r6owpoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fr3lGVvlnBQ/s1600-h/fer053s-ammam_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020939294411368066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31r6owpoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fr3lGVvlnBQ/s320/fer053s-ammam_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31r6owppI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dLVrsYZbVcU/s1600-h/fer058w-tiberia_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020939294411368082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31r6owppI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dLVrsYZbVcU/s320/fer058w-tiberia_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31sKowpqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/n_38VSODuJ8/s1600-h/prasho-1f8496orot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020939298706335394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31sKowpqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/n_38VSODuJ8/s320/prasho-1f8496orot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31sKowprI/AAAAAAAAAAs/X040yehvGjc/s1600-h/prasho-3d3956palladiot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020939298706335410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31sKowprI/AAAAAAAAAAs/X040yehvGjc/s320/prasho-3d3956palladiot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cantik kan... i want.. heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-6422984265647056917?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/6422984265647056917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=6422984265647056917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6422984265647056917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6422984265647056917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/shoes-galore.html' title='shoes galore!'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/Ra31rqowpnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qGW9jN_ifgs/s72-c/fer029w-tacora_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-8718598068164557212</id><published>2007-01-15T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T12:49:52.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.am.sleepy</title><content type='html'>so sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;cant do work properly...&lt;br /&gt;which is why i WAS blog-hopping&lt;br /&gt;till i decided to blog&lt;br /&gt;about wat i did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch 'The Return'&lt;br /&gt;the sarah 'buffy' michelle gellar movie&lt;br /&gt;so boring ok...&lt;br /&gt;i thot it was a scary movie&lt;br /&gt;but there was only 2 scenes (maybe more... i was half asleep) which was scary cum terkejut&lt;br /&gt;other than that... boring-ville...&lt;br /&gt;wasted 1 hr... yes it was only an hour... and rm10 each... which makes it rm20 for us..&lt;br /&gt;being sick and sleepy din help either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have my flu.. and wished i was on MC&lt;br /&gt;slept early yesterday but i still couldnt wake up this morning&lt;br /&gt;wondering why?&lt;br /&gt;too much sleep or...&lt;br /&gt;is it the flu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch 'Berbagi Suami' next weekend&lt;br /&gt;anybody wanna come watch with me?&lt;br /&gt;anyone going for the Boyz to Men concert in Genting?&lt;br /&gt;let me know... i nak ikut...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8718598068164557212?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8718598068164557212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8718598068164557212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8718598068164557212'/><link rel='self' 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had so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then salmon with mushroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uuhhh.... so good!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then gooey hot chocolate cake with honey ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to die for!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;superb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all for me mommy's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and today my sore throat is even worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well... the things you sacrifice for good food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was stuck between 3 guys in the lrt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eewww! seriously disgusting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont you just hate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i couldnt wiggle my way in order not to touch any of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geli, geli, geli ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss my hunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss nadia di australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awak baliklah kl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boleh main air hujan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dan siram pokok bunag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dan main air diluar rumah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dan basuh kereta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heheh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-37915706893893387?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/37915706893893387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=37915706893893387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/37915706893893387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/37915706893893387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/food-and-lrt.html' title='food and lrt'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1736685986692424336</id><published>2007-01-08T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T01:29:23.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how do you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;when its gonna rain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you're getting that promotion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who your real friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether the friends you have are truly your friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether the people you talk to are genuinely interested in you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if they are lying to your face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when the economy will crash?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether you'll live to see tomoro?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you'll be happy tomorrow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if he is the one for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how do i know if he is 'the one' for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1736685986692424336?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1736685986692424336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1736685986692424336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1736685986692424336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1736685986692424336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-do-you-know.html' title='how do you know'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4571462435733010949</id><published>2007-01-03T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T08:49:28.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new year celebration was good... was in Curve. Got to watch the beauuuutiiiiiful fireworks! heheh... have dinner at Fasta Pasta. was there with my hunny and sab. met up with old frens... everything was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister has gone for NS... the house has been pretty quiet the past 2 days... hhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;was a sad thing for my sister... so kesian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow... i bought new shoes... ehehh... new black heels for work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with lish at curve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its back to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren is getting engaged!! yay! yay! i am SOOOO happy for you darling!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4571462435733010949?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4571462435733010949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4571462435733010949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4571462435733010949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4571462435733010949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-and-selamat-hari-raya-my.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-6700297798307880461</id><published>2006-12-29T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T19:35:43.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Was 2006 a good year for you?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.. it was quite bad actually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your favorite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt;The day ‘we’ got together and everytime ‘we’ are together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What was your least favorite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt;The first day at in SBB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Where were you when 2006 began?&lt;br /&gt;I was at the Curve celebrating New Year alone amidst Indons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who were you with?&lt;br /&gt;Like I said.. was alone... not counting the Indons of course &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Where will you be when 2006 ends?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in Curve again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Who will you be with when 2006 ends?&lt;br /&gt;My hunny and a few friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Did you keep your new years resolution of 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you have a new years resolution for 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... course I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you breakup with anyone in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I did.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Did you make any new friends in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Made plenty of new friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Who are your favorite new friends?&lt;br /&gt;Erm... hanis and cece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your favorite month of 2006?&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Did you travel outside of the USA in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.. actually yes… im in Malaysia most of the time ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) How many different states did you travel to in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Tioman (its not a state per se, I know), Penang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Did you lose anybody close to you in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Did you miss anybody in the past year?&lt;br /&gt;not really.. just a few of them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Cannot rememberlah…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) What was your favorite song from 2006?&lt;br /&gt;I have manylah.. right now its James Morrison – you give me something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What was your favorite record from 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Mocca from Bandung, PCD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) How many concerts did you see in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;One &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Did you have a favorite concert in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Pussy cat dolls – it’s the only I went to anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Erm... not really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Did you do a lot of drugs in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) How many people did you kiss in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What was the worst lie someone told you in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;That he doesn’t drink but he did…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Did you treat somebody badly in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Im not like that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Did somebody treat you badly in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. but it wasn’t badly... it was just bad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) How much money did you spend in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;more than i make :(&lt;br /&gt;37) What was your proudest moment of 2006?&lt;br /&gt;The day I left SBB and went on a holiday to Tioman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) What was your most embarrassing moment of 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo... Im sure I have plenty which shall remain unknown to you lot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) If you could go back in time to any moment of 2006 and change it what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason.. as much as i hated it and the fact that it WAS a bad year for me.. im glad it turned out the way that it did &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) What are your plans for 2007?&lt;br /&gt;To be healthier – mind, body and soul! Seriously! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-6700297798307880461?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/6700297798307880461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=6700297798307880461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6700297798307880461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/6700297798307880461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006.html' title='2006...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-8826531795904747822</id><published>2006-12-26T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T08:53:40.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>my week has been pretty hectic with work... but wat else is new, right??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the friday off&lt;br /&gt;met with with sab..&lt;br /&gt;saw my ex&lt;br /&gt;heheh... was funny and nerve-wrecking at the same time&lt;br /&gt;but he was cool it&lt;br /&gt;met my hunny at night..&lt;br /&gt;so it was all good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had christmas lunch in nilai&lt;br /&gt;food was really good&lt;br /&gt;the initial plan was to go to genting&lt;br /&gt;but mommy dearest had to do the guilt-trip trick&lt;br /&gt;so i din go... but i wished i did&lt;br /&gt;coz saturday was a beautiful sunny day&lt;br /&gt;which would have been great if we were in genting&lt;br /&gt;and not in hot hot nilai&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, food was good!&lt;br /&gt;dessert was better&lt;br /&gt;had durians!&lt;br /&gt;got presents!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was sunday... was a lazy and busy day&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with aiman&lt;br /&gt;met up with sab and syaf at curve&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to midvalley to meet up with my girls from school&lt;br /&gt;went back early though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday... another lazy&lt;br /&gt;but i achieved a significant milestone.. at least.. for me...&lt;br /&gt;heheh!!&lt;br /&gt;i went jogging when i said i was going to&lt;br /&gt;of course that was after much thought... near-forcing my sister to go with me&lt;br /&gt;heheh... almost an hour at taman tun-kiara park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today... will be a very long day....&lt;br /&gt;din have much sleep... so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling the day will not turn out so well...&lt;br /&gt;it all depends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are on leave for the whole week...&lt;br /&gt;i am SUPER jealous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-8826531795904747822?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/8826531795904747822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=8826531795904747822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8826531795904747822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/8826531795904747822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-3136025298277598791</id><published>2006-12-21T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:02:01.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.am.the.SUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/catpeople/19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You are The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Happiness, Content, Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you your day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what about you??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3136025298277598791?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3136025298277598791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3136025298277598791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3136025298277598791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3136025298277598791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/12/iamthesun.html' title='i.am.the.SUN'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4854902398724408487</id><published>2006-12-17T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T13:36:39.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff</title><content type='html'>work has been hectic... super hectic&lt;br /&gt;had a bad bad tummy-ache... wind and gastric pain like&lt;br /&gt;but my hunny came to see, so it all went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that... life is pretty fine..&lt;br /&gt;went out with my hunny, which was always good&lt;br /&gt;like i said work is pretty hectic&lt;br /&gt;project launching... need to tidy up loose ends&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty hard... uurgghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confirmed... i mean work-wise&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad... seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents arent around for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;yay! no open-nagging for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet up with my girls later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... dad msg me to read &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/nst/Sunday/Frontpage/20061217080310/Article/index_html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; in NST&lt;br /&gt;so my money-mgt isnt so great&lt;br /&gt;but im surviving... but barely&lt;br /&gt;but im alright&lt;br /&gt;but im planning to clear all my credit card debts mainly in this year&lt;br /&gt;it seems realistic enough for now... heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to genting this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get my pay by next friday&lt;br /&gt;heheh... i hope, i hope!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was cleaning out my old statements yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i stumbled over some emails i printed out when i was in airzed&lt;br /&gt;of course it was all on horoscope-zodiac-compatibility stuff&lt;br /&gt;cool read!!&lt;br /&gt;found that my hunny and i are 'match made in heaven'&lt;br /&gt;according to the chinese horoscope!&lt;br /&gt;heheh... makes decision a lot easier...&lt;br /&gt;it helps lah...&lt;br /&gt;i know u're reading this hunny...&lt;br /&gt;even without it, the compatibility thing&lt;br /&gt;you're still the 'one'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... gtg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to come up with a new for 2007...&lt;br /&gt;money management... HAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4854902398724408487?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4854902398724408487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4854902398724408487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4854902398724408487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4854902398724408487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-stuff.html' title='random stuff'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-142234167306607091</id><published>2006-12-12T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:08:27.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>75..</title><content type='html'>75 things about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. name: keesha&lt;br /&gt;02.hobbies: doing nothing with him&lt;br /&gt;04. age: always 21&lt;br /&gt;05. date of birth: 1st august&lt;br /&gt;06. school: many&lt;br /&gt;07. address: kl&lt;br /&gt;08. email:&lt;br /&gt;09. hair: wavy black with highlights&lt;br /&gt;10. eye colour: very dark brown&lt;br /&gt;11. hair colour: originally jet black&lt;br /&gt;12. right or left handed: right&lt;br /&gt;13. marital status: attached&lt;br /&gt;14. siblings: 3&lt;br /&gt;15. last 4 digits of your no.:1861&lt;br /&gt;16. when's your bedtime: lately its been 1 ish&lt;br /&gt;17. do you have a car: kinda&lt;br /&gt;18. what type of car do you want: a cute and fast one&lt;br /&gt;19. brand of cars: beemer,merc... the usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*have you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. tried smoking: ;p&lt;br /&gt;21. drank alcohol: maybe&lt;br /&gt;22. been hurt emotionally: been there&lt;br /&gt;23. kept a secret from anyone: of course&lt;br /&gt;24. been on stage?: erm... i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*favorites*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. color: green!&lt;br /&gt;26. flower: gerberas aka african daisy&lt;br /&gt;27. food: not picky but i dont take nuts, been sprouts&lt;br /&gt;28. drinks: carrot-orange-apple juice&lt;br /&gt;29. number: 1,6,8,9&lt;br /&gt;30. looney toons: cant think of any now&lt;br /&gt;31. sports: futsal n sleeping&lt;br /&gt;32. song: james morrison - you give me something&lt;br /&gt;33. movie: any romantic-chick flick movie&lt;br /&gt;34. subject: chemistry?&lt;br /&gt;35. friends: they know who they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*right now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. wearing now: clothes&lt;br /&gt;37. hairstyle: long and messy&lt;br /&gt;38. looking at: the questions&lt;br /&gt;39. thinking of: going to my hip-hop class&lt;br /&gt;40. listening to: my mom chattering away with the neighbours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*do u believe in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. love: yup&lt;br /&gt;42. fate?: of course&lt;br /&gt;43. yourself: yeah&lt;br /&gt;44. ghosts: i do...&lt;br /&gt;45. angels: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. worn jeans:  yes&lt;br /&gt;47. cleaned your room: erm... yesterday... i think&lt;br /&gt;48. cried: yeah...&lt;br /&gt;49. met someone new: of course&lt;br /&gt;50. last person you talked to on the phone: hasnur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. do you have a gf/bf: yes... yes..&lt;br /&gt;52. have a secret admirer: maybe&lt;br /&gt;53. do you wanna get married?: yes&lt;br /&gt;54. do you plan on having kids: yeah&lt;br /&gt;55. how old you wanna be when you getmarried: 27&lt;br /&gt;56. how old you wanna be when you haveyour first baby?: after 27&lt;br /&gt;57. how many kids do you want: a few&lt;br /&gt;58. would you have kids before marriage:nope!&lt;br /&gt;59. do you have a crush: not anymore... he's mine now&lt;br /&gt;60. what do you wish in a relationship: the usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. pink or black: black&lt;br /&gt;62. kiss or hug: both ;)&lt;br /&gt;63. summer or winter: summer&lt;br /&gt;64. sunny or rainy: sunny&lt;br /&gt;65. chocolate or vanilla: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;66. hanging out or chillin: hanging out&lt;br /&gt;67. music or tv: TV&lt;br /&gt;68. night or day: nite...&lt;br /&gt;69. dolls or robots: dolls&lt;br /&gt;70. sleeping or eating: sleep&lt;br /&gt;71. love or lust: love&lt;br /&gt;72. silver or gold: gold&lt;br /&gt;73. sunrise or sunsets: sunsets..&lt;br /&gt;74. phone or in person: in person&lt;br /&gt;75. diamond or pearl: diamonds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-142234167306607091?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/142234167306607091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=142234167306607091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/142234167306607091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/142234167306607091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/12/75.html' title='75..'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1838647943647545048</id><published>2006-12-11T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:26:40.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a week since i last wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much... besides being happy with my darling&lt;br /&gt;watched 'Cinta'... naturally i cried... sorry i was sobbing&lt;br /&gt;halfway till the end of the movie...&lt;br /&gt;it was THAT good! heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with frens..&lt;br /&gt;went to weddings&lt;br /&gt;ate a lot over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;discovered the world is pretty small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.... monday blues&lt;br /&gt;until lunch...&lt;br /&gt;my babes come over for lunch&lt;br /&gt;had my confirmation 'discussion'&lt;br /&gt;manage to complete most of my workload&lt;br /&gt;it 7.25pm... im still in the office&lt;br /&gt;got to make cookies tonight&lt;br /&gt;i hope i larat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with lish... over a wedding&lt;br /&gt;talked about getting married and weddings&lt;br /&gt;heheh... seronok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah... not that we are getting married anytime soon&lt;br /&gt;though we both wished we were..&lt;br /&gt;girls!... ahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cioa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1838647943647545048?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1838647943647545048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1838647943647545048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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is engaged! Congrats Nora and Fizal!&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know the exact date&lt;br /&gt;Have to get new baju!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made cookies&lt;br /&gt;Anyone chocolate chip cookies for raya haji or any other occasion&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried making baked pasta&lt;br /&gt;But it din turn out like the recipe’s&lt;br /&gt;I will tryagain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Jiji… hehe.. as usual jakun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a new phone Samsung E900&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad has yummy cheesecake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna have a piece later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yum yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he makes me smile everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-893361564020684489?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/893361564020684489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=893361564020684489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/893361564020684489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/893361564020684489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-happy.html' title='happy.. happy'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-5779127874438628745</id><published>2006-12-01T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:46:52.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st December 2006 and resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;in exactly 30days, we will be celebrating the new year and Raya Haji. longer holiday yippee... my sister will also be going off... that aside, i couldnt help thinking of waht i have achieved so fair... cant remember what i wrote for last year's resolution... for 2006 but it was mainly to look for a job and to clear off my debts... well something along that line.. so, ok lets see... highlights of 2006 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resigned from Paystar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joined SBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;was already looking for another job&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;Hanis joined SBB (i think)... great friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;May &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke up with bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tioman. Resigned from SBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined AMMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;August&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puasa. sold cookies for raya&lt;br /&gt;new car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;raya! gave duit raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;November&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confirmation at AMMB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think one of the resolution was to clear my debts... which i clearly blew.. heheh. another was to change car, i think... my dad retired and he traded in my car with a Myvi... so that is counted for.. another was to get another job... which i did. another was to go on a holiday... i had a blast in Tioman... to lose weight.... i lost 3kgs.&lt;br /&gt;so now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2007 resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. to maintain my job in the bank&lt;br /&gt;2. to also work on getting the cookies business going&lt;br /&gt;3. to maintain my weight&lt;br /&gt;4. to clear my debts especially credit card&lt;br /&gt;5. to live on my own by end of 2007&lt;br /&gt;6. to get myself a good-looking and loving boyfriend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think 6 is good... not too many. they seem achievable and realistic, dont u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im also gonna have quarterly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mini-goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for my self...&lt;br /&gt;Q1...&lt;br /&gt;1. perhentian&lt;br /&gt;2. clear 10% of my credit card debts&lt;br /&gt;3. to do yoga again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i get butterflies in my stomach everytime i think of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-9206737168698493800</id><published>2006-11-29T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:51:47.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random things</title><content type='html'>1. my sister has to go for NS... national service. she finishes her exam (SPM...) on the 6th dec and she will be heading to SANDAKAN on the 1st of Jan. its good for her (although she doesnt think so...) ... not really good for me... no one for me to "suruh-suruh" at home, no one to check my make-up when i go out for functions, no one to help with my baju, no one to help clean the room (the mess 85% hers!), no one for me to cerita-cerita my gossip... i am gonna miss her.. she is so gonna be perasan-ated if reads this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. there's a dude at the office. he was hitting on me. which was fine... until he told me he was married. which was still ok... until he did his 'gatal' talk thing.. i pity the wife... seriously. i have decided to NOT reply his emails. and he cant call me!! hahah... my phone is barred anyway.. boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. gaji masuk on friday... so late, i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. cousin's wedding was fun... i have to upload my 'red kebaya movie' inspired kebaya... i wore pink kebaya... i felt so cantik.. oklah... im vain... pelamin was gorgeous. the wedding planner was 'kapas'. im gonna get him to do WHEN i get married... i will, i will... 2008. always good to set a target date, right??!! -_- whether or not you achieve, is a totally different story altogether... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my confirmation is due in 2 weeks... wish me luck.. i hope to be confirmed and pay rise as well as bonus... i know... i so wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i lost 3 kgs!!! yayay!!! 2 more to go!! yayay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-9206737168698493800?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/9206737168698493800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=9206737168698493800' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/9206737168698493800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/9206737168698493800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-things.html' title='random things'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-5003203525872224732</id><published>2006-11-28T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T10:11:55.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u think u know but you dont know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;estoy cayendo en amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5003203525872224732?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5003203525872224732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7247/1031/320/876280/red%20kebaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so i watched last night. the premier... with frens.. free tickets! yippee!!! i love long time aiman! anyway... the movie was good... storyline was there... i was kinda sleepy some parts of it... i liked how vanidah acted. she was GOOD! and so was samantha... as much as i hated her character, davinia coz she top-of-the-line super queen bit*h, at the same i was amazed at her acting. vanidah was good... very good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not getting my kebaya for my cousin's wedding this sunday. she, the tailor thot i wanted it during CNY!!!??? wtf??!! so due to that, i have to rush off from work on friday to go look for a corsett and a black skirt... of course to go with lovely green vietnamese-style top that i already have... more money going out... my pay is only coming next friday... oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im due for confirmation this month... specifically 19th december. wish me luck! i hope i'll be confirmed... coz i wanna get my pay early like every else. its sucks to get it muuuccchhh later than the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a dilemma. i have two weddings on saturday. one johor, my cousin and another is here in kl, my friend's brother. which to go? my dad is going to johor, one-day-trip... i can follow... but... it'll be me, my dad and my aunt... the idea of being with them in the 4-hr journey doesnt strike my fancy but i feel kinda guilty not going to the wedding... so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in another dilemma. one that concerns the heart. it shouldnt even be a dilemma coz i &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; i know what i want... now its the guilt feeling... but then again... your loss lah kan... but then again it was my fault that it happened but now i kinda know who i want... i just hope this time it works out alright... im pretty scared that it might not work... how now brown cow??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-3072604735062199068?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/3072604735062199068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=3072604735062199068' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3072604735062199068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/3072604735062199068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/11/red-kebaya.html' title='red kebaya'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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Not a bad match, leo with aries will definitely work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is a really good astrological match up. You will both have the same energy levels, and stamina plus you will also have the desire to go and do, but the Leo will be more success oriented and driven, most likely will be the dominating force in this relationship. While you like success, when it comes from someone else, it often irritates you, and this is the ONLY drawback that I can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;leo and aries - astrological compatibility rank = 10 (10 is best)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Learn to take a back seat as far as money is concerned and you will be ok. Aries will be the more dominant in the love department though, and this makes up for a lot! These two will have no problem having fun together and staying together for a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE WORST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leo With Pisces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leo gets along with Pisces somewhat poorly, love is what is needed the most to make it happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Both are more inclined to take than to give. Fiery Leo and watery Pisces best describe these two. This is the depiction of these two. Generally not expected to work but both has an ability to learn from one another if they can get past their innate differences. The strong and hearty temperament of Leo may be too much for the subtle and sensitive Pisces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;leo and pisces - compatibility rank = 3 (10 is best) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leo will come to the conclusion that Pisces is fun for a night and that's about it. It's fun while it lasts. A brief affair is possible but long- term love is not so promising for Leo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leo With Cancer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leo gets along with Cancer very poorly, not a good zodiac match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cancer is initially attracted to Leo's fun loving manner, but shortly Cancer will find out just how different their value systems are from one another. The fiery nature of Leo will cause Cancer to feel that real love cannot last with such intensity and begins to doubt Leo's heartfelt words of love. Being Moody and easily hurt by almost everything that is said will cause Cancer to sulk for days and this will not go over very big with Leo, who has no time for someone who cannot keep up with him/her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;leo and cancer - astrological compatibility rank = 3 (10 is best) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cancer will feel a bit more enthused around Leo and will probably let Leo run things or at least let them think they are in charge and hey! What's the difference? Leo will appreciate cancer's attention and as long as cancer can forget that they feel neglected at times when Leo is out running the world, there is a chance this could work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO-SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo With Taurus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo gets along with Taurus OK, pretty good love match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two make a fairly good combination, especially when each understands the other's faults. Excellent physical qualities and great physical appeal are usually there for both partners. Loyal Leo is just what the doctor ordered for the Taurus's love of the nicer things in life. As long as the Taurus restrains jealousy and lets the Leo show off a bit, all will go well with this astrological compatibility match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and taurus - astrological compatibility rank = 6 (10 is best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most negative thing about this relationship is probably the lack of spiritual conectiveness. This zodiac sign match up can be very hard to go the distance in the long term. They tend to make good boyfriend/girlfriend relationships, but that unfortunately is about the extent of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Leo With Gemini:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo gets along with Gemini quite well! A good love horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This combination will soon find out that they are naturally made for each other. On the surface there is great mutual attraction for both signs, and deeper down, the feeling grows stronger. Both are naturally attracted to glamour, flattery and the world of good fellowship, both will have this in common. Leo will blend well with Gemini in all aspects including the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and gemini - astrological compatibility rank = 8 (10 is best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is good reason to be optimistic about this pairing, if Leo can understand that Gemini won't always be around to give them the attention they thrive on. Gemini will need to understand Leo's need to run the world, but all in all this is a very good combination of air and fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo With Leo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo gets along with Leo fairly well, a possible love horoscope, caution, work ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although no other sign is so warm hearted and giving, Leo will always want to be the center of attention, but... there is only one center! Leo loves with all of his/her heart and this trait alone could go far in overcoming some of the worse aspects of this union. Their love of 'show' could result in their home being a showplace for friends and family to admire. Leo's in general gamble with life and enterprises and their monetary affairs are apt to be unstable to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and leo - compatibility rank = 6 (10 is best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two positive and strong willed individuals, not too bad a match. This should prove to be a compatible combination, but it is not always true. Leo's are positive people and love to be the center of attraction. They want to be the head of their social groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo With Libra:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leo gets along with Libra above average. These two star signs can make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo brings music and romance into Libra's life. Libra will appreciate the drama and physical appeal of Leo. The attraction could lead to marriage. Libra may find Leo possessives a bit extreme for their tastes. This relationship will get better over time or it could collapse. Leo may prove to be too much for the sensitive Libra nature, though they have a lot in common that could make for a good combination. The sun ruling Leo and Venus ruling Libra usually form a strong and luxurious aspect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and libra - compatibility rank = 7 (10 is best) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra is indecisive and Leo will naturally take charge. Both signs love luxuries, are subject to flattery, and are very artistically inclined. The books may not always balance because they're both extravagant and love a beautiful setting in which to shine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo With Scorpio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo gets along with Scorpio pretty good, this is not the best, but will work with time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo finds it hard to cope with Scorpio's jealousy and possessiveness. Scorpio considers Leo a show piece. Scorpio doesn't understand Leo's need to be continually surrounded by an admiring audience. Scorpio would rather dominate than admire, and that doesn't suit Leo's kingly state. Not the best of matches and will require lots of intense work to make this love horoscope work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and scorpio - compatibility rank = 5 (10 is best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are passionate, dedicated, intense people who can match each other in just about every aspect of life. Only time will tell whether these two have what it takes to create lasting love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo With Sagittarius:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo gets along with Sagittarius very well for the most part, a good astrological match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two do make a very good match up. Both will feel like they have known each other all their lives. Together they share a liking for freedom, adventure, and meeting new people. Leo's natural quality of leadership brings out what loyalty Sagittarius can give. Leo is very proud, but self-confident and expansive Sagittarius is quite happy to let Leo go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and sagittarius - compatibility rank = 7 (10 is best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get along great as friends, lovers and a strong attraction could lead to a long-term love. A love of the good life and lots of laughter will be experienced together. Children and animals will be involved in this relationship. Friends will also say they look great together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo With Capricorn:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo gets along with Capricorn just barely. Not the best, but with love it can work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo will think Capricorn stingy with affection because Capricorn's reserved, undemonstrative nature cannot give Leo the adoration it needs. Neither will take a back seat nor let the other be dominant. The Capricorn has the tendency to be of suspicious motives, while Leo will wholeheartedly enter the arena with no thought of consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and capricorn - compatibility rank = 4 (10 is best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard work and discipline will ultimately play an important role in bonding you to one another Leo needs to understand how important success is to Capricorn and Capricorn needs to analyze Leo a little less frequently. All in all, the scenario looks OK, but it is still better to avoid this match up if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo With Aquarius:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo gets along with Aquarius OK as far as astrological matches go you could do better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes for an excellent combination for a partnership that deals with or caters to the public. Each have a mutual understanding of the other when it comes to intimate matters, needs and desires. There is never a dull moment in their lives as Aquarius holds many surprises for Leo. Both like socializing and meeting new people, but Leo always needs to perform on center stage, which makes Aquarius impatient and irritable. Aquarius is too independent to become Leo's devoted subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo and aquarius - compatibility rank = 4 (10 is best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can be a very challenging and exciting relationship. Leo and Aquarius are an interesting combination of passion, friendship and loyalty when it works out. For the most part though, this will be a hard relationship to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah.... can believe eh...&lt;br /&gt;i guess u believe what u want...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i think if u believe hard enough &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for all u LEOs out there... read more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrology-insight.com/leo.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt; here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-5994063671704904024?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/5994063671704904024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=5994063671704904024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5994063671704904024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/5994063671704904024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/11/best-and-worst.html' title='the best and the worst'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-9114196628456448923</id><published>2006-11-20T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:44:53.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM starts today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah SPM starts today... at least for my sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baca bismillah byk-byk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;relax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sleep early&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you're reading this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u should be sleeping now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GOOD LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i took it from muzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;coz i like too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Give Me Something - James Morrison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You want to stay with me in the morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You only hold me when I sleep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was meant to tread the water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I've gotten in too deep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For every piece of me that wants you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another piece backs away. '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause you give me something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That makes me scared, alright, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This could be nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please give me something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause someday I might know my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You already waited up for hours &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to spend a little time alone with me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can say I've never bought you flowers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't work out what the mean, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never thought that I'd love someone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was someone else's dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause you give me something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That makes me scared, alright, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This could be nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please give me something, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause someday I might call you from my heart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it might me a second too late, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the words I could never say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna come out anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause you give me something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That makes me scared, alright, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This could be nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please give me something, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause you give me something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That makes me scared, alright, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This could be nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please give me something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause someday I might know my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know my heart, know my heart, know my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-9114196628456448923?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/9114196628456448923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=9114196628456448923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/9114196628456448923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatperfumeareyouquiz/glow.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh, sexy, and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're real, intimate, and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lush sensuality appeals to men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're as sexy as Jennifer Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power scents: Orange flower, grapefruit, and citrus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatperfumeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Perfume Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weakness for lovely-smelling men… seriously… I love guys who smell really good… my knees goes weak and I will find ways to stand close to them… hhhmmmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Men perfumes of my choice…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aqua di gio (my favoritest!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- hugo boss (the blue bottle… I dunno the name)&lt;br /&gt;- ck eternity (top choice!!)&lt;br /&gt;- ckBe (although its not only for men)&lt;br /&gt;- clinique for men&lt;br /&gt;- issey miyake (the clear green bottle which I think its for men)&lt;br /&gt;- romance for men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant think of any anymore… there’s one that my friend uses but I dunno the name… he smells really good too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things came about from my photo-shoot yesterday… I had to wear tudung which I dun mind. its just that I din know how to put it on properly, so the photographer/helper or whoever did my tudung for me… and he wore ckBe… hhmmm… nice… nice… nice…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all… im a sucker for guys who smell really good… so if u want me... you what to do k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get new perfume… any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;Versace is out with a new one.. its quite nice… I think it has a few layers of undertones so u get a different smell every few hours… different but nice… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-2725008287440837618?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/2725008287440837618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=2725008287440837618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2725008287440837618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/2725008287440837618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-perfume-is-glow-fresh-sexy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-4760446652343632311</id><published>2006-11-14T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:44:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kampung and colour-galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a City Girl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/city-girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you live in the city or not, you've got the heart of a city girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're up on the latest trends - what's hot in music, food, and fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you love to be on the go. Your perfect day is filled with tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect guy is a city guy, so head to LA, NYC, Sydney, or London to find him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i would like to believe that i am not much of a city girl... i simply cannot imagine myself staying elsewhere but kl... unless you say london or paris... thats a whole different story altogether...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i like the scenic view of the kampungs.. i wished i had one. my kampung is good 'ol KL.. its sad not to have a kampung. i envy those who has one... i dun mind staying for a couple of days... a couple literally... 2 hari shj... i think thats as much as i take... heheh... *smile shyly*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on a different note:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im still at work and im fasting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have a photoshoot tomorrow afternoon ... heheh... malu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i kinda like this guy but i dunno whether he likes me or not...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i did a colourgenics test... and this is what they said about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You are very ambitious and because you seek and need recognition, you try in your own way to impress people and you want to be looked up to - to be both popular and admired. You feel that there is a gap which separates you from your fellow man, or woman as the case may be, but this anxiety is an unnecessary one. Keep on the way you are going and you may surprise yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Being a likeable person you get on well with neighbours and friends. You don't need anything to 'Rock your boat'. You want to 'love' and to be loved'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Loneliness is soul destroying and at this time you feel lost and lonely, perhaps it is because you feel so frustrated that you are prepared to go out of your way to become emotionally involved with someone who could accept you for what you are. You are egocentric, antagonistic and quick to take offence, although it must be said, you can control your pent-up up emotion and thus avoid open conflict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Presently, you are experiencing stress because of restriction on your independence. You need and seek respect from other people and it is essential that they appreciate you for yourself and not for what they would like you to be. You have your own beliefs and convictions and you would like to be respected for them. You are anxious to avail yourself of every opportunity that may come your way but nevertheless, come what may, you have the need to control your own destiny without imposed limitations or restrictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You are trying to build up your own position and you resist all external influences. You insist that you are your own person and you will not tolerate any outside interference. Decisive and proud, you are true managerial material.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think its almost rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-4760446652343632311?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/4760446652343632311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=4760446652343632311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4760446652343632311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/4760446652343632311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-are-city-girl-whether-you-live-in.html' title='kampung and colour-galore'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-1745858971524069672</id><published>2006-11-13T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:45:56.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;past weekend...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend was alrite&lt;br /&gt;cousin is married&lt;br /&gt;world cup monopoly is COOL...&lt;br /&gt;weather sucks&lt;br /&gt;have yet to go to the OU theme park funfair&lt;br /&gt;outing with my girlies&lt;br /&gt;mom went to Paris&lt;br /&gt;i am jealous!&lt;br /&gt;watched The Prestige&lt;br /&gt;was good..&lt;br /&gt;hugh jackman is really cute!&lt;br /&gt;had a great evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;now... today...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at work...&lt;br /&gt;having mixed feelings&lt;br /&gt;'should i or shouldnt i' thing&lt;br /&gt;y cant i get over the past&lt;br /&gt;so that i can move forward&lt;br /&gt;they ask y cant i do just that&lt;br /&gt;i think the future is scary&lt;br /&gt;its so uncertain&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna waste time anymore&lt;br /&gt;gotta focus, focus, focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped my phone in the toilet bowl...&lt;br /&gt;dun ask how it happened&lt;br /&gt;or why i brought it in the toilet in the first place&lt;br /&gt;i just did&lt;br /&gt;and it just happen&lt;br /&gt;so now im using useless spare phone&lt;br /&gt;which will die off if i talk longer than 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;and DAMN! i forgot to bring my charger today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to be grateful&lt;br /&gt;be grateful, be grateful, be grateful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone has a spare phone&lt;br /&gt;i need one until end of the month je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;edited: 4.46pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i officially have 59mins of working hours left! yippee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i need to distract myself...&lt;br /&gt;i need distractions...&lt;br /&gt;what should i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-1745858971524069672?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/1745858971524069672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=1745858971524069672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1745858971524069672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/1745858971524069672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/11/la-la-la.html' title='la la la...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-116235433833792194</id><published>2006-11-01T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:25.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>selamat hari raya everyone... i know im a week late but raya is ONE WHOLE MONTH. raya was alright... i had the week off but didnt do much. rested a lot.. after making cookies the days leading to raya, i was freaking exhausted. nasib baik i had good feedback on the cookies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its now back to work and i have to ganti my puasa. i have 6 days... im attepting my first day today... fasting at work is difficult, sleeping very late the night before doesnt help... not waking up for sahur also doesnt help... office being super-duper-freaking cold LAGI TAK MENOLONG... i am SOOOO cold... fingers are numb... ganti-ing on weekends are no good too... dont wanna miss the open houses.. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia came back... went out for drinks with matt and nadia...had fun.. i bought an extra pair of shoes... i bought 2 new ones for raya... now i ahve 3... uh uh... no good for the bank book... dahlah broke from the giving raya, though it wasnt much... paid almost all my bills... im left with a meagre sum... sungguh sedih... and its only 1st of nov... i have exactly ONE month to survive... boleh ka???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had drink with my schoolmates... that was fun... 1 getting married next week, 1 getting engaged next month another getting married next year, one a doctor, one a soon-to-be gomen dentist, one migrated (that would be nadia... heheh..).. the rest cam biasa... hhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this from another fren... i took it off from her blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Grade your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a boyfriend/girlfriend/fiance/husband/wife.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have your own room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have an mp3 player. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ipod adalah... same thing right.....?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents are still married&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more than 2 best friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] There is a pool/spa in your backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T 0 T A L: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You dress how you want to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hang out with friends more than once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[x] There is a computer/ laptop in your room.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have beaten someone up.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are allowed to listen to the music youwant to.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your room is big enough for you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People don't use you for something you have.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T 0 T A L: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have over 50 friends on friendster&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have pictures on friendster&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents let you have a friendster&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get allowance&lt;br /&gt;[x] You collect something normal.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You look forward to going to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't wish you were someone else.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You play a sport&lt;br /&gt;[x] You do something after school. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(after work, yes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T 0 T A L: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a car/truck.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You usually don't fight with your parent(s).&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy with your appearance&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have never got a failing grade on a report card in your life&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have friends.&lt;br /&gt;T 0 T A L: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what is going on in the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You care about many people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy with your life&lt;br /&gt;[x] You usually aren't sick.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know more than one language&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a pet.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know the words to more than 5 songs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't have any enemies&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy where you're living.&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total over all: 29&lt;br /&gt;times it by 3 = 87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91-101%+: A+&lt;br /&gt;100-90%: A&lt;br /&gt;89-80%: B&lt;br /&gt;79-70%: C&lt;br /&gt;69-60%: D&lt;br /&gt;59-00%: F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;report saying "i got a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah... average...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-116235433833792194?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/116235433833792194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=116235433833792194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/116235433833792194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/116235433833792194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/11/selamat-hari-raya-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-116128824057154686</id><published>2006-10-20T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:25.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be Fashion Designer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/fashion-designer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you're offbeat and artistic, you have a good eye for trends&lt;br /&gt;You can figure out new incredible clothes to create... that will sell well!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-116128824057154686?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/116128824057154686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=116128824057154686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/116128824057154686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/116128824057154686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/10/eh.html' title='eh?'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-116110787709926283</id><published>2006-10-18T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:25.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been so long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;since i last wrote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;been busy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;buka puasa-ing with frens almost everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;making cookies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shud be sleeping now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waaaayyyyy past my bedtime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raya is coming yay!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bank cuti on monday!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got the whole week off!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;double yay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nadia is coming back on thursday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna go for reflexology..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i SO need it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nite nite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-116110787709926283?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/116110787709926283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=116110787709926283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/116110787709926283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/116110787709926283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-so-long.html' title='its been so long'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115924304330398637</id><published>2006-09-26T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:25.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 down... 27 to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is only the 3rd day of puasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time is passing by so slowly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is only 11.46am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zzz... zzz... zzz... zzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115924304330398637?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115924304330398637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115924304330398637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115924304330398637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115924304330398637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/09/3-down-27-to-go.html' title='3 down... 27 to go'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115901293720176046</id><published>2006-09-23T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:25.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;to HADI&lt;br /&gt;the boy who was very shy in high school&lt;br /&gt;who grew up a fine man now&lt;br /&gt;uuhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have a good one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when you come back to malaysia for good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont FORGET to call me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muah! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to all muslim bloggers out there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT BERPUASA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115901293720176046?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115901293720176046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115901293720176046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115901293720176046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115901293720176046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115871876885998005</id><published>2006-09-20T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:25.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good day item #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meeting went pretty well.. historically, never well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good day item #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no meeting in the afternoon... manage to finish my pending work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good day item #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new car! new car! new&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; car!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good day item#4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pressie! pressie! from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NADIA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ur name is purple coz i know u lurrrvvveee purple!!... thank you  SO SO much... your card is stuck on my cubicle wall in the office.. :D)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;pretty, pretty, very pretty necklace.. I loike like it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a GOOD DAY indeed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115871876885998005?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115871876885998005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115871876885998005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115871876885998005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115871876885998005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-day.html' title='good day'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115863004383329217</id><published>2006-09-19T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:25.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIMB plunge</title><content type='html'>to my dearest friends who are working in CIMB and parks their cars where that dear lady parked hers... please park your beautiful cars elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can never know how you're going and when you're going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115863004383329217?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115863004383329217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115863004383329217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115863004383329217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115863004383329217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/09/cimb-plunge.html' title='CIMB plunge'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115820929189608662</id><published>2006-09-14T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets go watch... until the 17th only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.klpac.com/Welcome.asp?c=whatsontheatreview&amp;theatreID=83&amp;amp;theatrecatID=5"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jom jom!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115820929189608662?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115820929189608662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115820929189608662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115820929189608662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115820929189608662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/09/lets-go-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115793817084914527</id><published>2006-09-11T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sept 11</title><content type='html'>happy birthday yin mei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... the weekend was good&lt;br /&gt;made cookies... antie bought&lt;br /&gt;i made my cookies upstairs in the tv area&lt;br /&gt;i was in front of the oven for about 3 hrs... thank god for tv&lt;br /&gt;house is horribly dusty... renovation in progress&lt;br /&gt;after 3 days of no rice... i had rice yesterday... damn&lt;br /&gt;cannot resist the nasi ayam at banana leaf, centrepoint&lt;br /&gt;went to my new house... almost done&lt;br /&gt;lepak with 'his' frens, which was always fun&lt;br /&gt;got free magazines&lt;br /&gt;finally started back on my bead work&lt;br /&gt;watched 'my super ex-girlfriend' which was oh-kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2078/574/1600/DSCN4942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2078/574/320/DSCN4942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday cake 2 months back... yes i am 25...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115793817084914527?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115793817084914527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115793817084914527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115793817084914527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115793817084914527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/09/sept-11.html' title='sept 11'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115741863178646511</id><published>2006-09-05T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>space...</title><content type='html'>my cousin didnt get it... read &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/9/5/nation/15334112&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... im sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115741863178646511?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115741863178646511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115741863178646511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115741863178646511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115741863178646511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/09/space.html' title='space...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115707204539692828</id><published>2006-09-01T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im still sick and confused</title><content type='html'>yes... as of today... it has been a week i have been ill. and it has been nice. even though i was sick, i still went out with my girls... heheh... manelah nak baik nih... anyway, im recovering now... a lot better than yesterday. no more runny nose... well, at least for now... and im at work... while others are busy doing other things BUT work... damn!! nvm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... on a totally different note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still confused...&lt;br /&gt;i am tired&lt;br /&gt;should i give him another chance?&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, im selling chocolate chip cookies... wanna taste... drop me a line..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115707204539692828?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115665233809014511</id><published>2006-08-27T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high fever, flu, cough</title><content type='html'>i had all of the above... which kinda ruined my weekend... ahahh.. in spite of that, i still went out for brunch with him and tea with my girls... when i came back... had dinner and took my meds... mandi... konged-out at 8pm... woke up at 12 midnite.. damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel better today.. no more fever but my flu is not getting better and lets not even talk about my cough... how to work tomoro ;) doctor said if i dun get better my today, if my fever doesnt go down, i have to take a blood test... i could be denggi! damn! denggi! im not sure which is worse, denggi or taking the blood test??? i have this massive fear of needles and injections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, i was suppose to take out my wisdom tooth (1 only k...) last week but due to the fear of injections... saya sanggup go through the headache that i have been having for the past week rather than go through the extraction which will definitely involve injections... but guess wat??!! no more pain from my tooth! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constant blowing-nose is giving a headache which directly makes me sleepy... ini belum lagi makan ubat ... doc gave me actifed which is strong... i will fall asleep after 30 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115665233809014511?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115665233809014511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>will i... or will not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "How do I know if I married the right person?"&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said,&lt;br /&gt;"It depends. Is that your husband?"&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, she answered, "How do you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse. You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's happening TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet." Think about the imagery of that expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something came along and happened TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is easy. It's a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship. Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, Drive you nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, "Did I marry the right person?" And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lies within it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to you. You can't "find" LASTING love. You have to "make" it day in and day out. That's why we have the expression "the labor of love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it takes WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger. It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws, the results are predictable...you can "make" love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115608757157907427?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115608757157907427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115608757157907427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115608757157907427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115608757157907427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/08/will-i-or-will-not.html' title='will i... or will not...'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115604830886611772</id><published>2006-08-20T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember</title><content type='html'>that cheating-husband billboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one.... ingat tak... takkan tak ingat kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2078/574/1600/54-Billboard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2078/574/320/54-Billboard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember...??? im sure you guys got the email... i know i got it at least 3 times already... anyway, click &lt;a href="http://thatgirlemily.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read... yeah, there is a story behind it... to the cheating husbands... or just husbands... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115604830886611772?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115604830886611772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115604830886611772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115604830886611772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115604830886611772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/08/remember.html' title='remember'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115561199120344630</id><published>2006-08-15T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me today</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Mint Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/mint-green.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balanced and calm, you have mastered the philosophy of living well.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends seek you out for support, and you are able to bring stability to chaotic situations.&lt;br /&gt;You're very open and cheerful - and you feel like you have a lot of freedom in life.&lt;br /&gt;Your future may hold any number of exciting things, and you're ready for all of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"balanced and calm"... &lt;em&gt;hhmmmm, really??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"masteres the philosophy of living well"... &lt;em&gt;eh? wat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"seek you for suppport"... &lt;em&gt;i think so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"bring stability to chaotic situations"... &lt;em&gt;tambahkan chaotic adelah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"very open and cheerful"... &lt;em&gt;that I AM!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"feel like you have a lot of freedom in life"... &lt;em&gt;feel only... reality bites!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE GREEN ALL THE SAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115561199120344630?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115561199120344630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115561199120344630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115561199120344630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115561199120344630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/08/me-today.html' title='me today'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115556249545382198</id><published>2006-08-14T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one very confused woman!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115556249545382198?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115556249545382198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115556249545382198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115556249545382198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115556249545382198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am.html' title='i am'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115517158949259271</id><published>2006-08-10T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a good way to start my morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sister's fren passed away last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was telling me this morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it didnt hit me until i was on the way to work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the boy... yes... 'BOY'... he is still a kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had brain tumour last year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;found out before PMR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he did go for PMR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now he's gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PMR was just almost a year ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in over a year... he's gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared in realisation that you can go at any odd time... young or old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although i dont know him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my deepest condolonces to his family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted to make chocolate chip cookies last night... been wanting to make the whole week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when i got almost all my ingredients, malas pulak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll do it tonite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll let you know of the outcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i beginning to dislike boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well... one ... hhmmm... 2 actually in particular...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why does this always, always have to happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one you want, doesnt really want you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one you DONT want, wants you sooo badly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so waht do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;option 1: pursue boy u want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;option 2: let boy who wants you, pursue u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, im reading this really good book on relationship... lebih kurang lahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Why Men Love Bitches" by Sherry Argov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;belilah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its good... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115517158949259271?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115517158949259271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115517158949259271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115517158949259271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115517158949259271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-good-way-to-start-my-morning.html' title='not a good way to start my morning'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115442250706926627</id><published>2006-08-01T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:24.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am 25 as of 6.30pm August 1st 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah yeah... im older... like everyone says... age is nothing but a number!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got meself famous amos... heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dinner tonight... somewhere nice i hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks to those who wished me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i love you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gtg now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115442250706926627?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115442250706926627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115442250706926627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115442250706926627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115442250706926627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-25-as-of-630pm-august-1st-2006.html' title='i am 25 as of 6.30pm August 1st 2006'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453199.post-115433156321186946</id><published>2006-07-31T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:14:23.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy at work</title><content type='html'>i was sleepy in the morning... i am still sleepy now at 3.14pm... i saw &lt;a href="http://kinkypugkevin.blogspot.com/"&gt;kinkypugkevin&lt;/a&gt; at my office building... i tried hard not to stare at him... heheh.. bikin malu saja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today... din start out so good... first it rained... took a long time to finally wake up... late of course.... lrt was super-packed and was very slow... meaning 2 trains passed by on the other side before one stopped on our side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god, bread story had my favourite bread... spicy floss with turkey ham bun... it was still drizzling... my pants were really long... so it got a little wet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to the lobby, i saw many, many ppl waiting for the lift... then i found out that the lifts din worked, at least for 31st to 48th floor... okay... the lifts at my office is divided into 3 parts. so 1 to 19 (kot... dun remember...) and 20 to 30 and 31 to 48... so 31 to 48 was down... had to take lift to 30th floor, climb 4 freaking floors up. i havent lunch yet.. i was starving and very very thirsty! damn! too much exercise on the morning! too much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i found out that my boss is on MC. which is good but also not very good... coz now i havent got much to do, which gets my sleepy, consequently gives me a headache... which makes really, really, really wanna  sleepy. hence, i am blogging during office hours... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i officially have another 2 hours and 20 minutes of my working hours... yay! but it feels like torture... help help help... give me something to do besides minutes and opening doors for strangers... rase mcm receptionist pulak... ! i am soooo sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453199-115433156321186946?l=kristakish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/feeds/115433156321186946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453199&amp;postID=115433156321186946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115433156321186946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453199/posts/default/115433156321186946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristakish.blogspot.com/2006/07/sleepy-at-work.html' title='sleepy at work'/><author><name>vain me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zxUbx5E_Zos/SPDHIUZlWwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/w11HPMGQL7w/S220/DSC_0120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
