<?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-10589041</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:35:03.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hazel.the unorthodox avowals.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111779081785665495</id><published>2005-06-03T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T02:26:57.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finals!</title><content type='html'>Ppm updates. SEMESTA SUCKED! They lost 3 out of 4. You gotta be kidding me. After 2 years of following us to debates here and there, and that's the outcome they gave. *shakes head in despair* I actually finished 30 bux of cred to just call em up. So like whatever, it all goes to waste now. On a brighter note, my baby got into the finals! Yay (^^) And they'll be going against KISAS. Ah I seriously like the combination.. =) *jumps with joy and hugs mr boo boo wonder*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111779081785665495?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111779081785665495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111779081785665495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111779081785665495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111779081785665495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/06/finals.html' title='finals!'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111779114803014297</id><published>2005-06-03T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T02:38:16.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.wee-my photogenic friend.(^^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/95/74/16814759/12023657411710m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;wee- my photogenic friend.(^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111779114803014297?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111779114803014297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111779114803014297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111779114803014297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111779114803014297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/06/wee-my-photogenic-friend.html' title='.wee-my photogenic friend.(^^)'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111779000840806205</id><published>2005-05-29T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T02:13:28.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outing</title><content type='html'>Today was my outing day with the Siew fam which consisted of Steve, Caryn, Siew Kien, Henry, Jimmy, Dave, Siew Ping, and hmm, their new member, moi. Lol. I'm Siew Zel. Love the bunch. We went to BM(atleast that's where I think it is. God, I so suck at navigations). Watched Madagascar. OMG the characters are SOOO ADORABLE!!! I love the penguins. They're actually like mafias. hahaha. Hilarious indeed. I wanna watch it again sometime. On the way back, we were kinda in a rush, going onto a bus in the middle of the road, nothing like I've ever done or attempted to do before. Huhu. So yea. Jimmy led the way, since he's from Penang. We made a hell of noise and havoc in the bus. But who cares. That's the fun of going on a bus with your friends in the first place ayte? ; ) It was raining on the way back. The umbrella almost broke. And there were like 3 of us under 1 umbrella. huhu. Gle arr. I ended up with flu and fever. But it was worth it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111779000840806205?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111779000840806205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111779000840806205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111779000840806205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111779000840806205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/outing.html' title='outing'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111778888722111248</id><published>2005-05-24T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:54:47.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>practicum</title><content type='html'>In KMPP(again). Got my practicum group. Aint bad..suddenly got elected Pen ketua practikum..Lyk..okayyyy..It means that my 'kutip duit' days arent over yet. *Sighs* Instantly got a buddy, Caryn. Waa, thank God for her, now I dun feel that homesick. That't why it's important to have the right buddies around here. Buddies that would just click with ya. My maths tutor is one of the textbook authors. Dang strict and intimidating. Aww man, spare me. Hmm, the rest r not bad la. Yup, that's it bout practicums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111778888722111248?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111778888722111248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111778888722111248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778888722111248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778888722111248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/practicum.html' title='practicum'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111778719447012898</id><published>2005-05-20T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:26:34.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation week</title><content type='html'>God, I DESPISE orientation week. It's just soooo boring and skema. I am a mentee of En Rahman Brow. Nice teach. Unfortunately he teaches physics. So no chance of actually learning with him. But yea, I reckon it'll be a nice mentor-mentee experience. Oh yea, I forgot to wish Putri 'Happy Birthday'. God, I feel so bad about it. Cuz she kinda reminded me about her bday, which fell on May 16th. Actually I thought of giving her a prezzie here, since we were supposed to be kmpp buds(poyo term.lol) But as I expected, she got the Petronas offer to do geoscience overseas. She's dang lucky. Hmm, so I'll just post the prezzie sumtym later. Anyways, back to orientation week. Yea, I so hate it. Ala, it was the usual 'group presntation' thing, 'masa itu penting' talks, and bla bla bla. It was basically poyo and hmm, ironic. Lol. Dun ask me why.. I just think it is. We got two co-mentors, Azran and K. Nawwar. Nice duo. I skipped riadah, wasn't feeling very well. and yeah, My roomies and I skipped the rehearsal for the closing ceremony. Hahaha, my roomies rock! A few days back, I met Fatin, Uswani, Atun and Yern. But it's so difficult to bump into them around here cuz there's just TOO many peeps. And oh, yea, there's also Fadhil, Asyraf, Yus, and Fad. Yay. I'm going back tomorrow! Yay yay yay~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111778719447012898?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111778719447012898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111778719447012898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778719447012898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778719447012898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/orientation-week.html' title='orientation week'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111778815082684325</id><published>2005-05-18T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:42:30.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>irv hosp.</title><content type='html'>Home at last. It's been one hell of a week. It was a 5-hours-journey to KL. But the good thing is, we departed at 9 sharp. So, yea, I enjoy morning journeys, compared to afternoons'. Met Aazmin on the bus, and a whole bunch of peeps that I dunno. Went to visit Irv at thew hosp. at around 6. My poor baby. Foot infection. My bro was all so excited about seeing him, that he didnt give me a chance to talk to the dude. But yea, my heart breaks to see him that way. But Irv was the usual Irv. So calm and composed. It just came to my head that we're like Yin and Yang. Hahaha. I'm soooo the type that would menggelabit. Yea. Gelabit. That's me. And him. The total opposite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111778815082684325?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111778815082684325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111778815082684325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778815082684325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778815082684325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/irv-hosp.html' title='irv hosp.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111778601961364148</id><published>2005-05-16T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:06:59.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>m3x</title><content type='html'>In penang.Specifically, KMPP. Ah hate the name. Registration was like hell..imagine..over 2500 cars were coming in..and they only opened half the gate. *shakes head* And to make it worse, it was raining heavily. I was all wet when I got there, and we had to queue up for this m3x card thing..which took more than an hour, and when it was my turn to take my pic, they said it was their lunch break. #@##$@#%!! I was furious. I met Hakim, Isma and Aizat there. But the thing is, they actually got to take their pics before the bloody lunch break. Butek and Azaro even squeezed in too. Like god, these SEMESTA dudes were not gentleman-ly enough to get me into the line too. Haih. Figures. My block is one of the furthest, it'll take about 10 minutes to walk to the lecture halls. But with my walking speed, it'll take me less than 10 for sure. The population here is mainly from Kelantan. *dead silence, crickets begin to sing* Lol. Well, Let's just leave it there for the time being. I tend to get sarcastic in these kinda things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111778601961364148?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111778601961364148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111778601961364148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778601961364148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778601961364148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/m3x.html' title='m3x'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111778344615908486</id><published>2005-05-08T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T00:24:06.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loonnnnggg update</title><content type='html'>Irv came to the house for the weekend. I think it's the best weekend of my entire life! \(^^)/ I'm practically speechless! Lol. My bro got emotionally attched to him tht he actually cried hysterically after we sent irv back to college. Wow. Beats me even. Speechless. and just hopelessly in love. *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111778344615908486?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111778344615908486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111778344615908486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778344615908486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111778344615908486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/loonnnnggg-update.html' title='loonnnnggg update'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111513737387702575</id><published>2005-05-02T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T09:22:53.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.monday.</title><content type='html'>Went out to buy stuff for matrix today. Initially we wanted to shop at the Giant hypermarket in Subang Jaya, but we changed our minds once we were in the car to go to Alamanda instead.For some unknown reason, mom favours the place very much. So, yea, seriously, I haven't shopped like this in ages. The ol' asrama shopping. Personally I hate it. Not so much for putting stuff in the trolly, but getting it OUT of the car and putting it in the right place. I HATE PACKING AND UNPACKING. Terukkan? haha. Wutever. So anyways, I thought I caught a glimpse of my friend Ern, but I was so caught up with finding a place to seat that I didn't have the time to say hello to her. She was leaving the food court anyways. Ah man, I seriously gotta meet these dudettes someday. I'm so outdated with my own social life. Can you believe that? :p I saw this phone on sale. And the name of the brand was 'AIFA'. Hehe, how cute is dat?! A phone with your friend's name as the brand. Seriously, this would make the PERFECT gift for my bestie. That's IF I have the cash la, like come on, I spent 328 bucks on a pair of black boots I just bought. Like now, I'm seriously BROKE. Haih. Silently mom deducted my savings while we bought the suits for my interview. Mom, NOOOO!!! Which leaves me with only 100 US left, which is still with her. There's like only 10 bucks left in my wallet. God, spare me. Waaa. Haha. Dramatic, aren't I? (^~) We came back just in time to greet our guests who were already in front of our house 5 minutes before we arrived. Frisman, I know u're reading this, thanks for the books and thanks for coming. Yea, 4 RMC dudes dropped by to pass some books for matrix(Thanks again!) and I was busy in the kitchen while my dad was trying to be hilarious by reminiscing his days back in the airforce.AND he tried to make fun (sarcastically) or the malays like to call it 'sakat'-ing Terk for rejecting some scholarship I couldnt recall. Pity the dude. Haha, I mean, my Ba's always like that, and it's been a while since he had d 'Kedai Kopi' talks. So, he basically conquered the whole show =) Get this. Dad was trying to convince em that flying is the way to go, while Mom was talking bout R&amp;D and science. And to join both field, they ended up agreeing upon careers in Aerospace Engineering. Lol. It was amusing, I must say. It was fun. But after they went back, we had to toil with the whole groceries, like I said earlier. I sure dun wanna elaborate on that.Lol, you obviously get the drift. (^~) Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111513737387702575?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111513737387702575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111513737387702575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111513737387702575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111513737387702575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/monday_02.html' title='.monday.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111513736443940998</id><published>2005-05-02T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T09:22:44.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.monday.</title><content type='html'>Went out to buy stuff for matrix today. Initially we wanted to shop at the Giant hypermarket in Subang Jaya, but we changed our minds once we were in the car to go to Alamanda instead.For some unknown reason, mom favours the place very much. So, yea, seriously, I haven't shopped like this in ages. The ol' asrama shopping. Personally I hate it. Not so much for putting stuff in the trolly, but getting it OUT of the car and putting it in the right place. I HATE PACKING AND UNPACKING. Terukkan? haha. Wutever. So anyways, I thought I caught a glimpse of my friend Ern, but I was so caught up with finding a place to seat that I didn't have the time to say hello to her. She was leaving the food court anyways. Ah man, I seriously gotta meet these dudettes someday. I'm so outdated with my own social life. Can you believe that? :p I saw this phone on sale. And the name of the brand was 'AIFA'. Hehe, how cute is dat?! A phone with your friend's name as the brand. Seriously, this would make the PERFECT gift for my bestie. That's IF I have the cash la, like come on, I spent 328 bucks on a pair of black boots I just bought. Like now, I'm seriously BROKE. Haih. Silently mom deducted my savings while we bought the suits for my interview. Mom, NOOOO!!! Which leaves me with only 100 US left, which is still with her. There's like only 10 bucks left in my wallet. God, spare me. Waaa. Haha. Dramatic, aren't I? (^~) We came back just in time to greet our guests who were already in front of our house 5 minutes before we arrived. Frisman, I know u're reading this, thanks for the books and thanks for coming. Yea, 4 RMC dudes dropped by to pass some books for matrix(Thanks again!) and I was busy in the kitchen while my dad was trying to be hilarious by reminiscing his days back in the airforce.AND he tried to make fun (sarcastically) or the malays like to call it 'sakat'-ing Terk for rejecting some scholarship I couldnt recall. Pity the dude. Haha, I mean, my Ba's always like that, and it's been a while since he had d 'Kedai Kopi' talks. So, he basically conquered the whole show =) Get this. Dad was trying to convince em that flying is the way to go, while Mom was talking bout R&amp;D and science. And to join both field, they ended up agreeing upon careers in Aerospace Engineering. Lol. It was amusing, I must say. It was fun. But after they went back, we had to toil with the whole groceries, like I said earlier. I sure dun wanna elaborate on that.Lol, you obviously get the drift. (^~) Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111513736443940998?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111513736443940998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111513736443940998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111513736443940998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111513736443940998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/05/monday.html' title='.monday.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111512680537861751</id><published>2005-04-28T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T06:26:45.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.nagging.</title><content type='html'>Like ayen, I have nothing much to report too. So quoting him, sorryla takde citer=p haha, Sorry dude..I just have the urge to quote the future ehem, successful man. Yup yup. Got nagged again. For not researching on the future universities that I will be going to. Honestly, sometimes it's so difficult to be the eldest. And after SPM is the point where parents would simply go 'glabah', and the eldest child would obviously get the MAJOR nagging and effect from the 'glabah'ness. Forgive the vocab. I'm so not in the mood for bombastic vocabs. Mum wants me to go to Princeton or Yale. Like, WOW. I wonder how she does it. For some unknown reason, I dunno whether I could do the same. It's simply scary. Plus, I have this phobia towards add maths and calculus, which r the core subjects into getting a place in those Ivy League unis. Man..anyways, I already packed for matrix. Figures, you do everything WAY ahead of time here. And yea, was already asked to check on the matrix syllabus. I guess this is a prep for me to face the REAL world.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE jason lo..I really do. I mean, his show rocks..too bad it's the end of the season already. *pouts* But yea, he's hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111512680537861751?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111512680537861751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111512680537861751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111512680537861751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111512680537861751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/nagging.html' title='.nagging.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111496587908318358</id><published>2005-04-28T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T09:44:39.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.aidol.</title><content type='html'>Constantine's out? A shocker indeed. But at this length of the competition, you just dunno whut to expect. I mean, seriously, they're ALL competent that I wish to just hug em all. Maybe they should come to Malaysia and then , for sure they'll win hands down, and you would prolly see Kudsia Kahar crying to every single song they sing. :P haha. No offense. Hmm, as for the Amazing Race, I can't believe Meredith and wuts-her-name's still there. Omg they rock as grannies and granpops! I wish I'll be fit like that when I'm older:P Seriously *tabik spring* Amber and Rob are still the enemy of every single team. Umm, I don't seem to know y, I guess they are too competitive that they don't really bother to help out the other teams. But they're a cute couple, still going on strong=) Well,nothing much to report besides the usual tv-shows updates (^~)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111496587908318358?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111496587908318358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111496587908318358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111496587908318358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111496587908318358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/aidol.html' title='.aidol.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111459983977027388</id><published>2005-04-26T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T04:03:59.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.america's next top model'</title><content type='html'>Eva was just announced as America's Next Top Model. *thinks* Hmm, tho I personally prefer Yaya, I always thought Eva's the most attractive out of the lot. Nice face structure and everything. And Yaya looks normal, it's just her attitude and determination that interests me. =] Well, wutever it is, all the 12 candidates were competent and they would have a great career in modelling after this show anyways. so yea =D no frets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111459983977027388?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111459983977027388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111459983977027388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111459983977027388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111459983977027388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/americas-next-top-model.html' title='.america&apos;s next top model&apos;'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111455823832753135</id><published>2005-04-26T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T16:30:38.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_1034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_1034.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookey lookey lookey&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111455823832753135?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111455823832753135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111455823832753135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111455823832753135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111455823832753135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/lookey-lookey-lookey.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450247743938190</id><published>2005-04-26T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:01:17.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/hazel%2C%20mouth%20opened1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/hazel%2C%20mouth%20opened1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I like this shot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450247743938190?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450247743938190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450247743938190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450247743938190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450247743938190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-dunno-why-but-i-like-this-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450238526504844</id><published>2005-04-26T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:59:45.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_1022.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_1022.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how hard it is to smile with the sun burning at your face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450238526504844?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450238526504844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450238526504844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450238526504844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450238526504844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-have-no-idea-how-hard-it-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450226233556841</id><published>2005-04-26T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:57:42.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_10291.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_10291.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex-prefects. =]&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450226233556841?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450226233556841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450226233556841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450226233556841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450226233556841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/ex-prefects.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450216492550580</id><published>2005-04-26T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:56:04.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_10251.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_10251.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper left to right : Gdah, Huda, Hazel, Syai Bottom left to right: Ieta, Moon, Anis&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450216492550580?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450216492550580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450216492550580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450216492550580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450216492550580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/upper-left-to-right-gdah-huda-hazel.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450182045271292</id><published>2005-04-26T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:50:20.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_1033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_1033.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My so-called big bro. Future business partners(?)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450182045271292?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450182045271292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450182045271292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450182045271292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450182045271292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-so-called-big-bro.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450170416801641</id><published>2005-04-26T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:53:10.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_1021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_1021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Syafiq Rahim, Muhammad, Faiz, Najmi, Zul, Idham, Hakim, Izzat, Syafiq Suhaimi, Hakimie, Azri, Amirul Faisal, Zulhanafi.Bottom(From left): Syaidatul,Huda, Munirah,Najidah, Hazreen, Rozita, Shakira, Anis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450170416801641?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450170416801641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450170416801641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450170416801641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450170416801641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/from-left-syafiq-rahim-muhammad-faiz.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450128835068751</id><published>2005-04-26T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:41:28.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_10281.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_10281.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon, Hazel and Shax.Debaters and award-winners.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450128835068751?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450128835068751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450128835068751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450128835068751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450128835068751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/moon-hazel-and-shax.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450124235013739</id><published>2005-04-26T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:40:42.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_09821.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_09821.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to raub&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450124235013739?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450124235013739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450124235013739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450124235013739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450124235013739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-way-to-raub.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111450055851044889</id><published>2005-04-23T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:29:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was SEMESTA's Hari Anugerah Cemerlang. By the time we arrived, most of my friends were already there. Creditably, I got the 'Anugerah Perak' but I missed out on the best subject award. They suddenly applied the old concept where the students could get the best subject award as much as they want if they're qualified for it, rather than last year's 'one person per subject' concept. It's kinda disappointing as I was really hoping to get the award for EST, but I'm already thankful just to be there. So, anyways, there were 7 gold-medalists, 7 silver-medalists and 12 bronze-medalists. It was fun seeing them again. It was the usual scene, where the boys would come with long hair, and the girls with vogue appearances. The new principal seems nice. But nobody could replace Mr Said =] He was the best principal that I've ever had. FOFA (the batch before mine) had their gathering there at the same day. Had lunch in the dining hall. Dema food tasted so good,I actually missed it. Oh yea, my wonderful pet sis gave me a bouquet of flowers, red carnations to be the exact, which was so sweet. I actually felt like it was convo day. Unfortunately I only got to talk to her for a bit. Well, she's still small, and the shy type, so there wasn't really much to tell or share. All i can say is she is really pretty. She looks like she just stepped out from a manga mag or sumthing. Yup. Back in school, we communicate occasionally, well the times when she was sick to be the exact. But i dun mind, I enjoy tuam-ing her and making the bed for her. haha. Thanks dina. I think i'll send her a package or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111450055851044889?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111450055851044889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111450055851044889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450055851044889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111450055851044889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-was-semestas-hari-anugerah.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111409079229774124</id><published>2005-04-21T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T06:39:52.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick,</title><content type='html'>Really sick today. Fever, with mega-swollen tonsils and sprint-running nose. The pc went bonkers earlier of the day. Which made me damn worried, coz I haven't finished my essay for my interview on Monday. Like, MONDAY(?!!)I gotta get my lazy ass off to work. But how am I supposed to concentrate on the essay with my feverish state. I mean, seriously. Dun worry blog, I'll work on it, by hook or by crook *Malaysia's national anthem plays on the background* Oh, just to get you to pity me summore, I vomited my entire breakfast meal. =p. All the yummy sausage mcmuffin and big breakfast was such a waste.Anyways, I called my uncle to come and fix this pc up, while I sleep throughout the afternoon. And thankfully, here I am, with this sumtyms-sweet-sumtyms-crazy pc. (^^) Irv sent me a really meaningful testimo today, damn, i just love the bugger. =) He never fails to make me smile. Hmm, oh yea, one very important news. ANWAR'S been voted out!!! Like come on america! hmm, at this point, i think it would be constantine and carrie in the finals.But as always, and as pai had once said, paula dances to every song and claps like the seal from zoo negara. LOL. Speaking of zoo negara, I just went there last saturday and saw the paula-lyk seal =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bolt.badassbuddy.com/images/buddies/badassbuddy_com-sickbuddy.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111409079229774124?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111409079229774124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111409079229774124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111409079229774124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111409079229774124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/sick.html' title='sick,'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111389695008653302</id><published>2005-04-19T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T00:49:10.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.blank.</title><content type='html'>Dunno wut to write...That's what you get when you keep delaying your blog's posts. Lol. It's not like i'm doing anything rite now pun. Oh yea, I did work last week, it was fun working in an office, going back and forth to putrajaya. But haha,as always, these things only last for a bit, then I'm off to the kitchen again. Busy family, cannot help it =p I had a fabulous day on sunday...Ehem ehem, but I can't tell you what happened *wink wink* sorry, blog. Hint: The pacifier was great. = ] Hint No.2: Check out today's song. (^~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://badassbuddy.bolt.com/images/buddies/badassbuddy_com-boogie.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111389695008653302?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111389695008653302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111389695008653302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111389695008653302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111389695008653302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/blank.html' title='.blank.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111339879854877891</id><published>2005-04-13T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T02:14:45.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iium debate</title><content type='html'>Sorry. Haven't updated this blog for quite sumtym. Went for the IIUM Debating Championship for 3 days. Sat, Sun, Mon. Not that the SEMESTA team sent their representatives pun =P (long story. Troubles with the new principal or sumthing. Dang) So, I went to see the next best team (^~) Ehem ehem. Yea RMC did great this year. I went with farhana and Shaques on Saturday. Arrived quite early than them, and delayed myself from going first cuz my allergy reactions came up(Haih, time-time lu la nak kene) And I practically looked lyk Rudolf the Rednose Reindeer by the time Farhana and Shaque turned up. Met all the other ex debaters, Afiq, Muiz, Pojue, Khai, n etc. Stayed there till dinner cuz mum decided to have dinner with Irv. The same thing goes to the second and third day. Shuz came on monday. RMC made it to the finals,and unfortunately lost to St Xavier. Figures. Champ 03' against 04'.Both were really good. The motion "This House would introduce a complete ban of cigarretes to adults as well" stands. Fair debate. Irv got overall best speaker. Yay. I mean, that should cover up his disappointment for not winning the finals. Still, their team did a great job. Hmm,I think the BM debate motions were really mind-boggling tho. Like "China masih Harimau Asia". Uish. Tsk tsk. Tabik spring. Seriously. Oh yea, SAS won the finals, defeated MCKK.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111339879854877891?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111339879854877891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111339879854877891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111339879854877891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111339879854877891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/iium-debate.html' title='iium debate'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111339734160520877</id><published>2005-04-13T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T06:02:21.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_0906.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_0906.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Boo Boo Wonder(name inspired by stevie..lol)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111339734160520877?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111339734160520877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111339734160520877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111339734160520877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111339734160520877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/mr-boo-boo-wondername-inspired-by.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111300488533155035</id><published>2005-04-07T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T17:03:26.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>much better</title><content type='html'>phew. Feeling much much better now. I know, this is surely sumkinda pms vibe that has a heavy toll on my emotions. I have Mr. Boo boo Wonder with me anyways. Ironically, sometimes, stuffed animals could really just calm u down. Oh yea, And addition to that, I went jogging in titiwangsa. And I saw this duck, sleeping on his feet. And his head was swaying while he was sleeping. Kinda reminds me of how my peeps used to sleep in class. Cool duck, i mean some of the others were sleeping as well but in a very comfy state. This is the only one who sleeps while standing. Ah, the wonders of nature. And one more thing. NIKKO GOT VOTED OUT!!! how lame is that. And the bottom three consisted of him, vonzell and scott. Totally insane. Sob sob. I do hope he'll get a record deal or something. Claps for nikko!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111300488533155035?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111300488533155035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111300488533155035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111300488533155035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111300488533155035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/much-better.html' title='much better'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111285963500602959</id><published>2005-04-07T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:40:35.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb</title><content type='html'>Just found out that I got a place as a research assistant in MOH.I'm starting on monday. Which means that I'm getting busier by the minute. Tsk tsk tsk. And my appointment will be on Wednesday. The horror!!!I dunno why I'm down these days. (--)&lt;br /&gt;*slumps* Some of the girls are gonna have a gath this weekend. And I just got to know that my former teammates were planning to go to UIA on monday, which clashes with my whole schedule. Everything's a mess and I feel like my skull is gonna crack.Adding the fact that my frens forgot bout me, mentang2 I'm the only one at the other side of KL(most of those who will be going are from Gombak) Like dang. They offered me to come at 4. Which is like the end of the day oledy. Like, it's not worth it if I just come up there to say hi n goodbye neway. I know I'm being a lil sensitive rite now. MAybe it's because of the iview pressure and the fact that I've been stuck at home for a like a month. Who wouldn't be cranky. One credit is that we bukit jalil, subang and shah alam peeps will not be joining em this sat. Yeah I'm way unstable rite now. Better stop. Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111285963500602959?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111285963500602959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111285963500602959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111285963500602959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111285963500602959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/dumb.html' title='dumb'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111274573660750794</id><published>2005-04-05T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T19:14:55.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.final round.</title><content type='html'>Went for the final round of the SC interview. Thank you God, for letting me go this far. As expected, I thought I really sucked during the iview. When I arrived, most of the candidates were there. Met Farasyaz,Liana from KYS, Sabella from Hartamas, and a whole lot of really intimidating and competent peeps. Overall, the interview was okla,but I wasn't satisfied.At all.There was this one session where the iviewers didn't let me finish the cards given. That's like so disappointing. My mind was wondering whether I did something wrong or not. Looking on the positive side, maybe it was because of the time constraint because I was the last person to be interviewed by those panels. But I dunno, that reason seemed very doubtful.=( HELP! i need some boost! Plus, i had allergy attack a few days ago, and my face and nose was still aching that time.So it was so annoying. I just found out that I got to get my foot checked. Tendonitis. God no!!! Last year the doctor gave me an injection right under the heel. Damn painful!!!! Haih. Bad bad day. Bad bad life. Down to the max here. (--)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bolt.badassbuddy.com/images/buddies/badassbuddy_com-bottomless.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111274573660750794?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111274573660750794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111274573660750794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111274573660750794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111274573660750794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/final-round.html' title='.final round.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111274364982863705</id><published>2005-04-05T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:27:29.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/640/IMG_0905.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/226/4719/320/IMG_0905.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feng shui choker&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111274364982863705?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111274364982863705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111274364982863705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111274364982863705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111274364982863705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-feng-shui-choker.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111259788840540668</id><published>2005-04-03T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T23:58:08.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.midvalley.</title><content type='html'>Went to midvalley, yesterday and today, with fam.Watched Robots. Not bad, really.=) Bought myself a purse. To be honest, the latest edition of roxy totally suck. I mean, where did those nice design of theirs go? I mean, the old ones were way better  it than those new ones with pics of the hibiscus plant. Well, I was really contented with my old purse until it got stolen. Damn the guy. But well, what to do. Atleast I get to make a Mykad.My old IC looked like I was an illegal immigrant or sumthing=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111259788840540668?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111259788840540668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111259788840540668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111259788840540668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111259788840540668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/midvalley.html' title='.midvalley.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111241288464475351</id><published>2005-04-02T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T19:34:44.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>semesta</title><content type='html'>Muhammad thought of handling a some kinda motivasi for SEMESTA's fivers. Ah, heck, this guy can NEVER sit still. There is always some kinda new project that he wants to engage himself with. He already has his own cyber cafe for god's sake. And of course, the first few people that he invited were the former prefects(bummer). I'm not really upto like become all so motivational towards these kids, cuz I myself, am not stable at the moment and still praying to my knees for a scholarship. He, on the other hand is a telekom scholar, preparing to go overseas.Lucky dude.*sighs* He got every scholarship he applied for.So anyways, I don't think I'm up for it. Me? Going back to Raub? hahaha. No way. And get this. I just found out that my school is ranked second-last in the SBP list. That SUCKS! I pity the school, really. I mean, not more than 10 peeps got A1 for BM(i just knew that) and I'm one of the lucky ones to have made it.Even the top student who usually nails BM got A2. I think the examiners must have been really REALLY tough on us. But I'm thankful with my results. This is certainly a blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111241288464475351?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111241288464475351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111241288464475351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111241288464475351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111241288464475351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/semesta.html' title='semesta'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111235836423782007</id><published>2005-04-01T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T18:01:14.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>choker</title><content type='html'>Mum gave me a new choker made out of moodstones n pearls.It's suppose to relax one's mind(not the user, but the people around her instead) and balance their moods when they face the user. The main point is to give good chi to the person who's wearing it. Feng shui, figures. Well, I sure hope so though. Prepare, o' wise interviewers, hazel's coming with d enchanted choker!Muahaha!&lt;img src="http://bolt.badassbuddy.com/images/buddies/badassbuddy_com-scheming.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111235836423782007?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111235836423782007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111235836423782007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111235836423782007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111235836423782007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/04/choker.html' title='choker'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111226779783802349</id><published>2005-03-31T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T04:19:06.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain!</title><content type='html'>Waa! A splinter went through my finger!!! And the worse part is that it went too deep that I couldn't get it out. (--") And now, the nanah's gonna come out. I'm so not in the mood for these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bolt.badassbuddy.com/images/buddies/badassbuddy_com-sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thank God I can still type. Hmm, Jessica Sierra just got eliminated. Indeed, I'm sorry for her. Such good vocals. WAY better than Anthony. I wonder why they still have him there. His vocals aren't as good as the others, and what makes it worse is that i simply despise his choice of songs. And I can't imagine Anwar was in the bottom-2 list. Seriously people, vote wisely.But like whatever it is, all of the finalist for this season are great, so I guess it's ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111226779783802349?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111226779783802349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111226779783802349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111226779783802349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111226779783802349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/pain.html' title='pain!'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111225146147210593</id><published>2005-03-31T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T22:44:21.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nikko smith.</title><content type='html'>Watched American Idol yesterday, and Nikko totally rocked. 'Can We Talk' was the bomb. All of the songs he sang are my faves. Personally, I think Cowell doesn't favour him that much. Dang biased! But who cares, I'm still a fan(^~)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111225146147210593?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111225146147210593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111225146147210593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111225146147210593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111225146147210593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/nikko-smith.html' title='nikko smith.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111225117095882022</id><published>2005-03-30T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T22:39:30.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/nikko1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/nikko1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.nikko smith.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111225117095882022?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111225117095882022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111225117095882022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111225117095882022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111225117095882022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111216101469735389</id><published>2005-03-30T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:36:54.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.mariah carey.</title><content type='html'>Changed the background music again.=) This is like xanga. Damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song playing(ceh(^^)): Mariah Carey- Anytime you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her old songs are really great. But like, I dunno, her new albums really suck. And the new album she just released, 'The emancipation of Mimi'? Come on. Mimi?The name doesn't suit her at all. It's plain weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111216101469735389?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111216101469735389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111216101469735389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216101469735389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216101469735389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/mariah-carey.html' title='.mariah carey.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111216028512023188</id><published>2005-03-29T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:24:45.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.moon.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling so much better now. Still bummed bout not getting any calls from a certain someone. But heck, who cares. Moon called anyway. It's great hearing from her. And as usual, I was the one who couldn't stop talking(=p) haha. But like don't blame me, we have LOADS to catch up. She's a very easygoing person,always keeps her cool which makes her one of my mum's faves.=) adorable really. She's determined to take medicine. I have no doubts that she would be a great doc one day. As for me, hmm, I'm not really determined to be anything yet. That explains why I applied for numerous of scholarships with different courses. Err, well, actually I narrowed it down to Econs, Biochem, Environmental Engineering and hmm, Medic. To be honest, I am not really interested in Medic. Like, for starters, we have to really compete for the scholarships, and then endure 8 years of studying, and when we finally get a job, the pay will be low and our heart will ache(maybe mine will) to see our peers have already gotten a stable job with good pay in the engineering field or accounting. I for one, would not want to take the risk. But as we are the humble servants of God, we wouldn't really know for sure where our fate is, so I applied je la for 4 different courses including Medic. Moon wouldn't have to think bout these things tho. A determined person will for sure achieve her goals. Go moon, go! Oh yea, turns out that Sir Bukh wants us to visit Raub and coach the juniors. Aiya, the thought of getting sweaty in that bus and going to the place that has brought me nightmares for years simply scares me. But hey, we have Kiera rite..hehe, ofcourse her Pak long would be glad to take us. Go Pak Long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111216028512023188?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111216028512023188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111216028512023188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216028512023188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216028512023188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/moon.html' title='.moon.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111216064973779441</id><published>2005-03-29T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:30:49.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/hazel%20and%20moon.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/hazel%20and%20moon.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon and Hazel. (coolio and nervy-nicknames given by Teacher Mala to d 1st sp and 2nd sp) Haha, Opposites attract.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111216064973779441?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111216064973779441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111216064973779441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216064973779441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216064973779441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/moon-and-hazel.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111207908921055909</id><published>2005-03-29T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:59:37.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.down.</title><content type='html'>I'm down, down, down. I'm practically turning into a mad woman(it's true, I am a sad patient of mad-womanitis). I mean, who wouldn't if you're being cooped up in the house for so long. I can't even go out for a jog. And no, I'm not grounded. This is actually my life. Please, like, I only meet my friends twice a month(if I'm lucky that is). I cook, wash and do most of the housework daily. I have to avoid myself from being near the phone, to prevent the bill from going up and making my parents go ballistic unnecessarily. Haih, and by the time my workaholic parents come home from work, they tend to be cranky. What about me? I deserve to be cranky. I haven't even gone for driving lessons yet, for god's sake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111207908921055909?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111207908921055909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111207908921055909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111207908921055909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111207908921055909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/down.html' title='.down.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111205564448164490</id><published>2005-03-28T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:20:44.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.updates.</title><content type='html'>Kinda feverish rite now. I recovered some of my past blog entries, for december '04 mostly. So check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111205564448164490?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111205564448164490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111205564448164490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111205564448164490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111205564448164490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/updates.html' title='.updates.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111194776454136017</id><published>2005-03-28T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T10:22:44.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.sc.</title><content type='html'>Went for the SC interview today.Arrived at 10.30, already intimidated by the sight of the building(@_@) Met a nice girl, Angel, from Perak. And as time passes, it turned out that I'm the second-last person to be interviewed during that session. Honestly speaking, I wasn't as confident as I was during the Petronas interview. Was being provoked by the interviewers. As Pai said, the more confident you are, the more chances that they would provoke you. I couldn't have agreed better. *sighs* I even fell into one of their booby traps. Dang. This clearly shows that I'm interviewophobic. (kidding.bad joke, i know). Towards the end, things were back on track.Apparently there are another two stages to go through if I pass this session. Mum said I was in the room longer than the boy whose turn was after mine. Turned out that Mum interviewed some of the boys she met. And most of them appeared to have said that the interviewers didn't really ask qs like they did to me.(hmm, i'm not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing). Well, I just really need to do my homework and be more prepared next time. Need to learn from Mum but sometimes she just wants me to be independent and do things on my own. But like come on, she's an expert in economics and was once a Perdana scholar and  a harvard and LSE grad. What more could I ask for. But her principle is simply NOT to spoonfeed. *sighs* okay mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111194776454136017?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111194776454136017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111194776454136017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111194776454136017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111194776454136017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/sc.html' title='.sc.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200045321325888</id><published>2005-03-28T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T01:00:53.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/hazelgreen.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/hazelgreen.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.hazel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111200045321325888?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200045321325888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200045321325888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200045321325888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200045321325888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111199017647317294</id><published>2005-03-20T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T00:41:19.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.klcc.</title><content type='html'>I never imagine that this day would come. Mum finally met irving. I was nervous really and I dunno whut I would feel if I was in his shoes. My mum is a really intimidating person. And this is her daughter speaking. But my friends seem to have no problems with her. Be it Redza, or Putri or even Shikin. Muhammad is just outta d question la. He has somehow taken a special spot in my mum's heart. So anyways, the day started out roughly, as I was rushing against time to finish my applications. It was a mess, I tell you. So my mum and dad went out for breakfast first. Just as I thought that they were about to come back,mum told me that the tyres had punctures. Haih. And by the time everything is done, we were late by an hour or so. Poor irv. Mum bought us lunch at the Kelantan Delights. Inititally we wanted to go to Madam Kwan's but as always, the place was dang packed. So, the lunch went pretty well, I was surprised by how they well and proper they communicated with each other. Phew. That was a relief. Mum left us there until 9.15. Can u believe it. 9.15 ?!! Haha, that was a mega-visa thingy. Went for the movies, Lemony Snicket's was cool. And the grand finale, the walk at the park. Honestly, I just didn't understand it when my friends talk about the wonders of the park. Now, I know. Haha. Mum picked us up and sent him back to RMC. This is almost like a dream. Haha. But it was cool really. Mum really loved him. Thank god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111199017647317294?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111199017647317294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111199017647317294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111199017647317294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111199017647317294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/klcc.html' title='.klcc.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111079257559868274</id><published>2005-03-10T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T00:08:48.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.spm.</title><content type='html'>Ah, finally the pain in my chest is gone. I tell you, it's really hard to wait for the results with cold feet for three whole months. SPM is the most terrifying experience for any 17-year-old I bet. Anyways, two days before the results, the papers, tv and radio was swarming with news that Amalina got 17A1s. And honestly, that did nothing but made me even more nervous. But I was damn happy to see one of my friends made it in the top 6 best studs in the country.Hazwani, if you're reading this, I just wanna express how proud I am of you.It seemed like only yesterday that I met this girl during the petronas interview. One glance at her, and it'll obviously hit u that she's one of the most brilliant 17-year-olds alive. And yet so humble and supportive. Long may this friendship continue. So anyway, the next day, I was starting to freak out, knowing that the results are out of the 'bilik kebal' and on its way to Raub.(Honestly, one day I would want a contact from this 'bilik kebal' committee. The name for the room itself is so impressive and intriguing.Haha=p) And yea, my anxiety obviously caused me a whole lot of injuries, a swollen thumb and foot. I texted my teacher and he asked me not to worry and like he was positive that I woyuld excel with flying colours.(like duh, everyone would say that) But he just asked me to believe him. And at 7 pm, I received his message."Hazel, I have your results." Only God knows how I felt at that time. So, yea, I just mediatate and turned to God. It helps, really. And it was until 9 o'clock that he replied my message. I was damn cuak if my results do not conform to everyone's expectations, including myself. I mean whut do u expect to feel when your teacher says "It's good enuff but…" Haha. At first he refused to tell, and told me to let it be as a surprise, but I beg the hell out of him and finally, he gave in. "You got 10As and 1B3 for add maths." Boy was I glad to hear that. When I went to school today, I found out that the performance of my school was not up to the teacher's expectations. I mean, no one got straight A1s. 10 ppl got straight. And 13 got a B. Turned out that I got 8A1s 2A2s and 1B3. And to see some of my friends crying, just hurts my heart. I understand how they feel, getting damn good results for trials (better than me, even) and getting less in the end. One of em came up to me and said "Hazel, tak sangka!" I dunno whut she meant by that, but heck, I understand. She's top student for the LK stream, and she only got seven As. She must be bummed out. My heart dropped when I saw my besties feeling sad, but I was helpless. I could just pray that they'll do great in matrix. I mean, come on, SPM is not the end of the world. Some of my teachers were frustrated that I didn't get straight. But it's kinda weird tho, I wasn't even in the G-15 group(the targeted ppl to get straight A1s) I was just in g-49 group. But heys, look at it this way, I missed months of lessons, and I almost crashed out during the add maths exam, and after all those absence and illness, I manage to score ten. I could thank God enuff. This is just a blessing. And now, the real competition has begun. &lt;a href="mailto:SCHOLARSHIPS!!@_@"&gt;SCHOLARSHIPS!!@_@&lt;/a&gt; waa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111079257559868274?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111079257559868274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111079257559868274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111079257559868274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111079257559868274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/spm.html' title='.spm.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111061482021935822</id><published>2005-03-06T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T00:25:30.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.dan brown.</title><content type='html'>I just finished Brown's Deception Point. I must say, I loved it, loved it, loved it. In fact i prefer this one than The Da Vinci Code.DVC's great tho (^^) I just like DP because it's a lil more fast-paced and intriguing.But I have to say that I see some similarities in the plottings for both books.Like when i read DVc, it was really shocking to find out that Teabing, the person who Langdon and Neveu trusted, was the one behind the whole grail fiasco.When all the while Brown made it seem like Fache was the suspicious one.In DP, the same concept was being used, where it turns out that Pickering, the NRO director,was the one behind the whole deception.From the moment I read that he wanted to help out Tolland and Sexton, conclusions were already building up in my head. However, throughout the first part of the story, Brown made it look like NASA and The White House were the one at fault.Hehe.Sorry Brown, tho ur books are great, I managed to crack the code earlier!Boo yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111061482021935822?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111061482021935822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111061482021935822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111061482021935822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111061482021935822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/dan-brown_06.html' title='.dan brown.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111018722007620686</id><published>2005-03-05T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T01:20:20.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.shopping.</title><content type='html'>i think it's the fourth time of the week that i visit the grocer's.Imean, i dunno whether it's common out there, but like, buying grocery for a whole month for four times in a week is kinda weird.hmm, i went to sg besi, bangsar village, ampang park and putrajaya.And well, i have to admit, my outings were basically trips to the supermarket.But guess whut, i hardly bought anything.Mom offered to buy me an mp3 player..and like, i was just not in the mood.Can u bliv it? I'm just so freaked out about this coming thursday.I mean, i dunno whut to expect.So like, i forced myself to browse some stuff..but yea, i was just too nervous.Waaa!thursday!*shivers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111018722007620686?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111018722007620686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111018722007620686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111018722007620686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111018722007620686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/shopping.html' title='.shopping.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110990992997755397</id><published>2005-03-04T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T20:18:49.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.oh god.allergies.</title><content type='html'>it has been like weeks since i updated my blog. finally i get to sit in front of a decent pc.(just for the note, i just thought of getting my new lappie..since mom decided to uise mine..sigh..i am damn determined bout this)Hmm, here i am shivering my ass out since the results are coming out in just a matter of 6 days.And yea, unfortunately i have a swollen foot now.Honestly, this is the life of a person who's diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis..and the thought of spending the rest of my life like this just puts me down.so i'm trying my best not to think bout it.The impact on my foot multiplied when my bro rammed a trolley cart directly at my ankle.I actually cried.  (--)  and my allergies are getting worse by day.I did an allergy test last year and found out that i am allergic to housemites, soya and barley.Like life could get worse =P i usta LOVE soya..but now i can't consume anymore(--) and i am advised to stay away from dairy products, which has been my passion for ages. i mean, i LOVE milk! this is just killing me.god, help me and bless my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110990992997755397?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110990992997755397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110990992997755397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110990992997755397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110990992997755397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-godallergies.html' title='.oh god.allergies.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111216122724176635</id><published>2005-02-15T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:45:46.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/hazel%20n%20shikin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/hazel%20n%20shikin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel and Shikin.Classmates for 5 years straight.(^~) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111216122724176635?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111216122724176635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111216122724176635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216122724176635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111216122724176635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/hazel-and-shikin.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200841993523941</id><published>2005-02-15T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:19:10.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/IMG_0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aifa.  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111200841993523941?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200841993523941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200841993523941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200841993523941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200841993523941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/aifa.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110855607968363997</id><published>2005-02-15T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T19:52:43.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.besties.</title><content type='html'>I miss my besties..it's been a while since i last saw them.Imagine five years of living with them, waking up, seeing their faces everyday,going to prep together and evendo laundry together.Aifa,haha..well, let's say we shared quite a lot of embarrasing moments together ever since form 1.We weren't exactly thrilled with sports practices, so that explains y we would usually be seen in the sick bay together.Lol, and there was this one time when we were caught making maggie in the middle of a school day by the head of students' affair..when we should be lying in the lumpy old sick bay beds.(haha, we don't get that everyday).Both of us were well-known for our sobbings and wailings to go home.Yea, but over the years, we grew up, tho we do and will always agree with one thing..we hate the school.How we wished we were able to switch schools.but hell no, that never happened.So, as i was saying..things get better in frm 2 and form 3..(although we werebeing scolded for even climbing onto the bunk by our seniors).Like, come on, looking at the condition of the old bunks, ANYone, would for sure,make the bunks shake a lil.But still, we got penalized for that.So, the both of us just decided to change bunks, sadly accepting the fact that we had to make do with the tiny amount of light we get to accompany us thru the late-night studies and stay ups.And well, we did ok witht he seniors after that..It almost seemed like an honour that they really adore us and backed up for us during the crucial 'battle of the batches'(believe me, it's like world war..i mean, cum on..two batches against one.how tough's that?!)&lt;br /&gt;Form 4 was the bomb...we were, again, dormmates, with my other bestie,shikin(my classmate for five whole years) and this time round, the combination of dormmates were just unspeakably amazing.Moon, shikin, aya, hazel n aifa..haha, the dorm with the highest amount of form four studs and the most visited by all, deifinitely(^~) We were a lazy bunch really..the type who skips sports practices, and never really cared bout dorm duties(except in certain occasions like the hostel's open day, when we won the cleanest and most attractive dorm.It is with these two besties of mine, that i experienced  one of the most embarrasing, yet fun, moments of my life.The day that the three of us got caught not going to prep.I know, i know, it was our bad..but like, everyone was doing it, and we didn't exactly have the intentions of not going..we just..overslept(^^) hehe. And yea, we panicked when we heard teacher has screaming her lungs out downstairs..and we were debating whether to hide in the lockers or not(moon already did, and aya got caught in action by teacher has downstairs)We finallycame to the agreement that the prefects would prolly find us in the lockers..so, we were just about to surrender when we head our teacher's voice vaporized(we figured she was already on her way to assemble the kids who were caught in fron of the dinig hall)We decided to take the shortcut to school by running in front of the surau,and onwards to the basketball court.But we figured that it was quite a risk, as the warden would most likely able to see us from the dinig hall.The prefects were already on their way to check the dorms.and guess whut we did when we were so freaked out..We hid behind the trees near the field, the place which noone has ever tried b4.Haha...it was funny when we reminisced it again, really..i mean, we were wrestling among ourselves and the red ants..at the same time, we were coming up with excuses if the wardens should ever find us.We agreed upon the lamest excuse of the century which was to pick up dry leaves to make cards for ther upcoming teacher's day.Now, that was just hilarious..but we were confident that we wouldn't get caught as the clock was ticking, showing that prep time was almost over.We were chanting prayers and looking at the time(which was 4.27 that time..three minutes to liberation) when we heard a yell followed by a laugh coming from the warden's car.We couldn't belive it..we were actually caught.Haha, and later we found out that it was 'en. baharom' the ever-so-fierce guard who caught sight of us and reported to the warden.But the cool thing is that, even the wardens found it amusing..lol..whut could we say..we're really crazy plotters..and if it wasn't for that baharom guy, we would have escaped..Overall, it's an experience which i doubt any of us three would forget=) Miss you guys a whole lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110855607968363997?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110855607968363997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110855607968363997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110855607968363997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110855607968363997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/besties.html' title='.besties.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110836620887951635</id><published>2005-02-14T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T08:26:13.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.the amazing race.</title><content type='html'>i just got the chance to watch the amazing race grand finale last nite(pretty outdated, i know)but like, whut?freddy and kendra won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.ent3.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/cbs/amazing_race_6/fkclue_tonyesparza-th3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was counting my hopes on kris and jon..they seem to be goodnatured peeps..they hardly argue..the way they cooperate together is simply admirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.ent3.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/cbs/amazing_race_6/krisjon_tonyesparza-th3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heys, first runner-up aint that bad..at least they beat victoria and jonathan,who argues thru out the whole race.It makes me wonder how they actually cope in their marriage. ("?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well..cheers to freddy and kendra..and yea, the whole cast as well..great race indeed(^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110836620887951635?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110836620887951635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110836620887951635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110836620887951635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110836620887951635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/amazing-race.html' title='.the amazing race.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110824186029695457</id><published>2005-02-13T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T12:57:40.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.bunnies.</title><content type='html'>it's almost five am...i cudn't sleep,and yea, kinda caught up with blogging and fockster(as dols wud say..i wonder y tho..hmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/12/50/1810521/9669482851536m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last entry for the morn(lol)ah, shucks, friendster gets to me..like everything has turned pink now n yea, suddenly it inspired me to put up this pic.well,sumhow,it's hard to explain, but this is the wonderful soul who enlivened my rainy days,and painted rainbows on the dark skies, making them bright and sunny again(i dunno y i'm in such a poetic mood..but heck, myt as well go on with it)this is d only person(other than my beloved parents) who's able to get me in the mood to listen to the melodious tunes from al green, barry white, stevie wonder, aretha franklin,and etc. means a whole lot to me(^^) happy 8 months darl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110824186029695457?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110824186029695457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110824186029695457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Thank god i was the first one thru..and even better, the song was damn easy.Mandy Moore-I wanna be with you.If i couldn't guess that, i might as well bury myself in shame.lol.Last night the song was kinda confusing..More than ten peeps(including me) got it wrongly.It was pretty obvious that it was babyface's song..yet, we messed up with the song title.Sum of us kept on repeating "When can i see you again", "when do i see you again" and i was insane enuff to add "when i see you again".And when i finally got the answer, which was "when can i see you",sum lady got to it first, and she wasn't even a fan of babyface.haha.But heck, i won the cds now anyway.cheers(^^)/&lt;br /&gt;Today was just my day.My mom was in a damn good mood, and finally, i told her bout irv.Well, i didn't exactly say it directly, but i guess she has maternal instinct to actually catch whut i was saying.And to my surprise,my mom was actually cool bout it.She said that it's time for me to put my jugments and choices to the test.And on top of that, she even invited her over to the house.Like, wow.The thing is, I'm just scared she'll tell my dad.If she does, I'll just have to expect that they're gonna bring up this issue whenever they're mad at me.(and they say pilots are cool.bah!) But heys, i won't let this thought ruin my terrific day.(^^)this is just a great way to start a new year, be it based on the chinese calendar, or the maal hijrah(^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110804644848753183?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110804644848753183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110804644848753183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110804644848753183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110804644848753183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post_10.html' title='...'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110788265827889490</id><published>2005-02-09T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T09:10:58.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.housekeeping days.</title><content type='html'>Ah today, like any day, was 'housekeeping' day..i had to make sure everything was in order..i did almost everything, from laundry to mopping the floor...phew..including  cooking.Aha.Today's special's negeri sembilan's famous sambal ikan bilis cili api.(^^) It's really spicy.So i doubt anyone with frail tongues could bear the taste without a glass of cold drink in his/her hand(^~) lol.The climax of the day was when my bro actually poured baby powder all over the staircase.I was just furious.I had to polish the staircase all oer again..not to mention, vacuum the carpet.And now, i'm just debilitated and deprived of vigour.I still have a whole pile of clothes to fold and sort out.(--")*yawns* i'll just leave it for tomorrow..I think i'm gonna turn in soon..out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea..before that..i altered my jeans..and i think it's great work so far.I've worked with bags and baju kurung before, but this is the first tym i ever messed around with jeans.Cum on people, i take orders!Discounts and prices could be negotiated.(^^)k, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110788265827889490?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110779839678972685</id><published>2005-02-06T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T20:25:28.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.hazel's day out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://srv.fotopages.com/1/4236165.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went out, after like, a month of being stuck at home, doing housekeeping.The day started out pretty well, eventhough i was late, cuz mum wasn't really in a bad mood when she dropped off at the lrt station, despite the fact that she had only 3 hours of sleep the night before.I thank god that she was in good mood.So, yea, after that i was like rushing to get tickets when the train only arrived lyk, 25 minutes after that.Ah, so much for the rush.=P It was my first time going to midval by train..i am so inexperienced bout public transport.So, by the tym i got tickets to midvalley, i was sick enough to follow the dumb map, that i missed the train..and it took almost another hour for the other train to arrive.But i forgave myself anyway, since it was my first time.There's no better way of spending the weekend than with my beloved bunny.Tho we just walked around and eat, i still enjoyed it.Honestly,being with him makes my palm sweaty all the tym.And the embarrassing thing is, even he noticed it.Oh well.(^~)I wanted to go to the movies so much, but i guess there was time restrain.Still, my day couldn't have been better.Thank you darl.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the day in the bowling alley with my girlfriends.Haven't met this bunch for ages!Spent most of the time giggling and editing the bowler's name, instead of focusing on the game.Haha.But where's the fun if all of us played like shalin rite?(^~)Bought myself Brown's Deception Point.Basically, the day was great.Hopefully i could go out on cny..(haha..i feel like cinderella)But hey,again, welcome to my world(^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110779839678972685?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110779839678972685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110779839678972685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110779839678972685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110779839678972685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/hazels-day-out.html' title='.hazel&apos;s day out.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110754343096640964</id><published>2005-02-04T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T10:59:24.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>avatars rock!</title><content type='html'>i'm just in d mood to be entertained by yummy avatars...\(^^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.avatarity.com/avatars/1/18/1864.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.avatarity.com/avatars/1/19/1967.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110754343096640964?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110754003705234556</id><published>2005-02-04T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T10:00:37.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>My worst nightmare occured to me yesterday.And yea,u guessed it,the pitiful incident eventually lead to the big-time lecturing and scolding by u-know-whos.Well, apparently the whole issue was caused by a powerful source which is made of paper.The bill. My phonebill went upto 700 bux.I know,i know it's a serious issue..i mean like 700 bux is equivalent to sum1's pay..But hey, honestly,i didn't realize it.I mean, whut's a girl who's been in boarding school for 5 years and now, stuck at home doing housekeeping,supposed to do? Have mercy on me,people!Ok..I know i'm being a lil melodramatic here but all i meant was that i didn't do it on purpose.Forgive me.So,anyway i made up by being a real 'FULLTIME' housekeeper today.The day started out pretty weird cuz i actually had to 'run' to the store to get sum butter and prepaid card(honestly i was so depressed with the bill issue that i had to msg sum1..and apparently at that point of time my card only had 10 cents left.ah,that moment, i feel like my whole world was falling down on me.lol)And yea, i ran to the store and back home..and i felt like i almost did a 800 metre's race.If my parents found that out they'd kill me for sure.Being an only child for 10 years have made them become very and i mean &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; overprotective parents(i'll come to that sum other time, i have a very complicated childhood.bah)So when i came back, i still had a lot of work to get done...and it turns out that my face was blue.Talk bout my luck.My illness came back.but i went along with it anyway.Vacuumed the whole house,cook,do laundry(includes folding),dishes,bake cookies,and the final touch,clean the fridge and cupboards.Getting a praise from my mum isn't easy.Ah.My mum,the overachiever yet my dominant aspirant.She actually gave me a thumbs up.I was like wow.I guess the hardwork pays.I hope the days would be better in the future.As for now, i'm getting a shut-eye.Hafta wake up in 4 hours.*yawns*.Welcome to my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110754003705234556?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110754003705234556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110754003705234556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110754003705234556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110754003705234556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110739610137854621</id><published>2005-02-03T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:03:30.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.finally.</title><content type='html'>I've been toiling with this blogskin for ages..turns out that my pc's d one at fault.*sighs* Mum's using my lappie for a bit, so i had to stick with the ancient desktop.No wonder the blogging project was kaputt=P haha.So, anyways, now i'm back on track. yay!!&lt;br /&gt;Things haven't been going smooth for me lately.As a leo, i tend to be very center-stage and sensitive at the same time.Inspite of being very approachable, i'm also the kind of person who would do anything for a friend.So, when that 'friend' &lt;em&gt;pretends&lt;/em&gt; to be nice and tells you everything about his so-called pathetic and tragic life,me, being myself, would go all out to help this lil creature out with much sincerity.Though, later, when i was telling him bout this lil crisis of mine, he again,&lt;em&gt;pretends, &lt;/em&gt;to console me, when at the same time he was telling his buddies about me being a whiner and all.Geez.Talk bout sincerity=PI know this may sound like i'm being a lil melodramatic, but i truly am hurt.It makes me think again, y the world worships barbie and ken. Like, for real, no matter how stunning you look, it all comes back to your characteristics and personality for peeps to actually consider being around you or not.And haha, being the sensitive me, once you crossed the line, after all i've done for you, there's no way i'm giving in first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://bolt.badassbuddy.com/images/buddies/badassbuddy_com-getpissed.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this hurt has actually affected me deeply, that i actually got sick.I dunno how the mechanism actually works in my body, but when im so stressed out, i would eventually get sick.And you oughta know what happens when i'm not well.(--)It's not easy seeing everyone else at the age of seventeen being so healthy when you're not. Honestly, sumtyms i dunno whut to say when everything comes crumbling to me at one time. I am just a weak soul. *sighs* I guess this is just a test from Him to see whether you're strong or not, and whether you still have faith.For now, I just hope that everything turns out okay for me in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110739610137854621?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110739610137854621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110739610137854621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110739610137854621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110739610137854621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/finally.html' title='.finally.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-110739086432893043</id><published>2005-02-03T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T17:03:31.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.petals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've often wondered if there's&lt;br /&gt;Ever been a perfect family&lt;br /&gt;I've always longed for undividedness&lt;br /&gt;And sought stability&lt;br /&gt;A flower taught me how to pray&lt;br /&gt;But as I grew, that flower changed&lt;br /&gt;She started flailing in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Like golden petals scattering&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you dandelion&lt;br /&gt;And even love you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish there was a way&lt;br /&gt;For me to trust you&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts me every time I try to touch you&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you dandelion&lt;br /&gt;And even love you&lt;br /&gt;I gravitated towards a patriarch&lt;br /&gt;So young predictably&lt;br /&gt;I was resigned to spend my life&lt;br /&gt;With a maze of misery&lt;br /&gt;A boy and a girl befriended me&lt;br /&gt;We're bonded through despondency&lt;br /&gt;I stayed so long but finally&lt;br /&gt;I fled to save my sanity&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you little sis and&lt;br /&gt;Little brother&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you realize l'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;And although you're struggling&lt;br /&gt;You will recover&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you little sis and&lt;br /&gt;Little brother&lt;br /&gt;So many I considered&lt;br /&gt;Closest to me&lt;br /&gt;Turned on a dime and sold me out dutifully&lt;br /&gt;Although that knife was chipping away at me&lt;br /&gt;They turned their eyes away and&lt;br /&gt;Went home to sleep ...&lt;br /&gt;And I missed a lot of life&lt;br /&gt;But l'II recover&lt;br /&gt;Though I know you really like&lt;br /&gt;To see me suffer&lt;br /&gt;Still I wish that you and I'd Forgive each other&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I miss you, Valentine&lt;br /&gt;And really loved you&lt;br /&gt;I really loved you -I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;But you drove me away&lt;br /&gt;To preserve my sanity -&lt;br /&gt;And I lound the strength to break away&lt;br /&gt;Fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://badassbuddy.bolt.com/images/buddies/badassbuddy_com-pumped.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-110739086432893043?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/110739086432893043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=110739086432893043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110739086432893043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/110739086432893043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2005/02/petals.html' title='.petals.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111207240440087703</id><published>2004-12-27T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T02:49:35.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.singapore.</title><content type='html'>It's our first day in Singapore.As we had no idea where to start, we just went straight to Orchard Road. It was 2 days after Christmas and the place was packed as hell. Orchard Road reminds me of Bintang Walk. Haha, and of course, the experts themselves(ex-bbgsians) had to agree with me.  We didn't really buy stuff we did crazy things like going to an artstore and memorize the quotes on stamps and stuff like that. I had my eye on this gorgeous billabong bag but didn't had the nerve to buy it instantly. Thought I'd stop again tomorrow. Umm, we read maps in kinokuniya and planned to go to Clark Quay for dinner. But as we arrived there it was already 8 pm, and admittedly, we got lost and lost all sense of coordinating. It was drizzling, and we were like the three stooges asking pedestrians for directions. And basically we were walking in circles sampailah we got to see the bridge(which I don't think is the 'real' Clark Quay, but wutever). So, yea, we took pics at the bridge and made our way back to woodlands(It was like almost 10 that tym, so imagine the tension we had to face) Dah sampai kat JB lak, sesat. We went off-course and fortunately one godsent bus arrived. Phew. Exhausting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111207240440087703?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111207240440087703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111207240440087703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111207240440087703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111207240440087703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/singapore.html' title='.singapore.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111215884100429276</id><published>2004-12-27T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:04:34.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/IMG_0584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the bridge, finally.(didie n hazel) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111215884100429276?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111215884100429276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111215884100429276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111215884100429276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111215884100429276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/ah-bridge-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200921002245624</id><published>2004-12-11T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:26:50.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.educamp.</title><content type='html'>The educamp wasn't that bad. It was actually fun. I think I had the word "vocal" stamped all over my face. Oh well, my bad. I actually survived the Desert Survival Test.Lol. But too bad, I couldn't convince my team into believing me or else, they too, would have survived. Met Afiq, old friend from school who is so proud that he entered RMC=p. Like, whutever. Got to know Adrian, Hazwani and Shern Ren from DJ. Terrific people. Makes me debate with myself bout how kuno and incompetent my school is.Haih. Yeah, met a whole lot of other peeps. The interview went pretty well. My team was simply great.=) Basically all was well and done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111200921002245624?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200921002245624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200921002245624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200921002245624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200921002245624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/educamp.html' title='.educamp.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200934270560615</id><published>2004-12-11T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:30:09.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/IMG_0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huda, Hazel and Muhammad(The penguin, the nut and the casanova) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111200934270560615?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200934270560615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200934270560615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200934270560615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200934270560615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/huda-hazel-and-muhammadthe-penguin-nut.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200853261948143</id><published>2004-12-10T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:17:41.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/IMG_0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaza and I, walking back to our dorms from the career talk.Future engineers or economist?(hmm) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111200853261948143?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200853261948143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200853261948143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200853261948143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200853261948143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/zaza-and-i-walking-back-to-our-dorms.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200478145921657</id><published>2004-12-02T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:07:50.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.grad nite.</title><content type='html'>Spm is finally over. It's kinda hard to believe that I just finished 11 years of schooling and the torture of living in SEMESTA has finally come to an end. I decided to forget about the tough and utterly-shocking Biology paper. Whatever that will come out is god's willing, so I left it all to the Almighty. After enjoying a meal at the 'open-dema', I found myself rushing with the vice-prez(the treasurer, me, always has to tag along bringing all the cash) to get snacks for our grad nite. Since Cikgu Amir wasn't really keen on going out, Putri asked me to use my negotiating skills on the principal. Turns out that we went gallavanting in Tong Fatt with our dear principal. Honestly speaking, Mr Said is one of the best and outgoing principal I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad nite was not bad. But you know the teachers here, we could never be caught having the slightest fun around the school. Haih. So the start of the dinner was so boring. Knowing my batch, the boys and girls hardly mingle around. I mean, come on, it's our last night there, that's the last time that we get to actually communicate with each other. But no, the boys were still being their ignorant selves. So yea, we kinda waited for the teachers to leave, cuz seriously, we wouldn't be caught dead singing on stage if the teachers were around. This is typical SEMESTA culture. So preserved and everything. Putri went on first, giving us a shock with 'Relaku Pujuk'. Then Rahman and the gang came up singing god-knows-what songs..but hey, they were enjoyable la. Finally they requested my presence on stage. Lol. So I sang 'Empty Decorations' and the song that brought a lot of memories to my batch, 'A Whole New World'. The night ended up with people taking pics. I was too tired to join, but I did witness Fiqah and Mong, Didie and Mame, Wani and Fay...and all the other couples taking pics. It was sweet really. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm really gonna miss em all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10589041-111200478145921657?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200478145921657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200478145921657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200478145921657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200478145921657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/grad-nite.html' title='.grad nite.'/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200726617321582</id><published>2004-12-02T23:50:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:00:58.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/IMG_0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From left) Gdah, Ieta, Yati,Hazel, Didie, Anis, Huda, Shikin. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111200726617321582?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200726617321582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200726617321582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200726617321582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200726617321582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/from-left-gdah-ieta-yatihazel-didie.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200655064696956</id><published>2004-12-02T23:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:00:18.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/IMG_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikin(she has that middle-east look,dontcha think?=)) and of course, the lovable Maslina. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111200655064696956?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200655064696956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200655064696956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200655064696956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200655064696956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/shikinshe-has-that-middle-east.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200638601879304</id><published>2004-12-02T23:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T02:58:49.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/320/IMG_0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charismatic Anis(Head girl and 1st Runnerup in the famous Pidato Piala Diraja 2003) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/10589041-111200638601879304?l=thenutcracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/feeds/111200638601879304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10589041&amp;postID=111200638601879304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200638601879304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10589041/posts/default/111200638601879304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenutcracks.blogspot.com/2004/12/charismatic-anishead-girl-and-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>c.for.coriander</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_OaU50F8jw/SPgE4Xf6CtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EHUOmt3OXXs/s1600-R/s1264304412_30116863_1000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10589041.post-111200520331364937</id><published>2004-12-02T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T02:28:41.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/4391/640/IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; 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