<?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-7848529</id><updated>2012-01-25T21:16:45.056+08:00</updated><category term='presents'/><title type='text'>Inside ma head</title><subtitle type='html'>My mind, my thoughts, my choice</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aina Nadzir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534819428300861339</uri><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/_D3byZaTyvlE/SWsMqnYicpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zhtugHU1Xxo/S220/DSCF2173.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848529.post-7845575794818358776</id><published>2009-09-15T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:15:43.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seachange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youthsays.com/seachange"&gt;Seachange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Weird..i know! I have the time to blog about so many things but God knows y I didnt blog about post wedding! Ish ish ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SYAt4g0TG1I/AAAAAAAAANg/x2ME06qA2bo/s1600-h/ADN_6478.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, besides owing a lot on ma parents &amp;amp; fam, Shafiq's fam and friends for making our wedding receptions a very memorable one..I must thank Jalinan Kasih..especially Idy for creating wonderful dresses for me and making me look damn flawless and pretty on ma big day(s)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got Jalinan Kasih to design the Dewan Masyarakat Penyayang and our outfits for both Penang and Shah Alam receptions. I must admit though that the design for the hall wasnt as I wished or expected. A lot more could have been done. Then again, nothing much I can complain cos despite being a fussy lil fish..i was away in KL most of the time. So it was difficult to monitor and making sure I get exactly like how I wanted. That was the only thing I was terkilan about la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SYAuouVGhNI/AAAAAAAAANw/5isOYNLEtlE/s1600-h/ADN_6478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296284438953886930" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SYAuouVGhNI/AAAAAAAAANw/5isOYNLEtlE/s320/ADN_6478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The simple makeup on solemnization day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SYAuomUbetI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pyCt8M7LYf4/s1600-h/ADN_3992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296284436803582674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SYAuomUbetI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pyCt8M7LYf4/s320/ADN_3992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hall, makeup and outfits in Penang &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SYAuolC_--I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4qsOK2k8E74/s1600-h/ADN_5109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296284436462042082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SYAuolC_--I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4qsOK2k8E74/s320/ADN_5109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outfits and makeup for Shah Alam reception&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i must give huge credit for Idy's creativity with ma dresses and Shafiq's outfits as it turned out gorgeous and had a lot of ppl asking about it. So was ma makeup! Idy was very understanding with me needing him to wear glove when he make me up cos I had prayers water. He did it awesomely well..and from the bottom of my heart..thank you! He also did my make up for Shah Alam's ceremony and the outfits. Gorgeous wasn't it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend Jalinan Kasih for those who want great service for their wedding..esp the dresses and makeup. Ma recommendation will be to get Idy to handle your needs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalinan Kasih has 2 outlets. One near PISA and the other near Sunshine Square, Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88-H Jalan Tun Dr. Awan,&lt;br /&gt;Bayan Lepas11900 Pulau Pinang,&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 04-644 3484&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 04-644 3484&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Although I wished that in the future, they would come up with a better way for registeration cos lining up for half an hour is just ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the 4 speakers, at least 1 inspired me. And we made the conclusion that Malaysians r better speakers compared to foreigners from the forum, thanks to Datuk Tony Fernandez. Truely was inspired by him..esp the way he laughs! "haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...." that's how he laughed everytime he made jokes on MAS. hahahhaa. Truely amazing on how he thinks about his business. Truely a people-centric company. Well done. but even then, after his very entertaining speech which I'm sure converted some MAS loyalist towards AirAsia, I stay put for MAS. Cos i believe he was speaking and praising AirAsia from a CEO point of view. To Tony, my strongest suggestion would be for you to go on diguise and pretend to be someone else and fly on your flights. You will see a whole different view on you overrated-friendly-staffs stewardess, REALLY. Then again, he deserved the award la as a brand icon. He proved that dreams to come true and you have gotta take risks to be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day was very dissappointing as a whole. Lets go straight to the biggest drama of the event, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivanka Trump not showing up&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Instead, she was on the screen. Worst, none of us were informed that she will not be around, and the whole act was like as if they've decided and assumed we will be OKAY with her on the screen while we sit back and watch the pre-recorded-vid of her. Where's the popcorn then?? Rhiz Khan, the mc was even talking to the screen between cuts as if he was literally talking to her LIVE, just before the technical team screwed it up (or in malay we say &lt;em&gt;kantoi&lt;/em&gt;) the whole thing with "RESUME" on the screen when they playback her vid. No Q&amp;amp;A was done except the pre-given questions the organizer had given her earlier on. Gosh...... seriously??? I think extra 200 participants (+-) were there during the 2nd day, and I'm sure partly because they and everyone else wanted to meet Ivanka Trump LIVE! It was bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not the worst! Apparently &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mallika_Sherawat"&gt;Mallika Sherawat&lt;/a&gt;, some controvesial Bollywood actress was to fill up half of Ivanka's time, to make up for her absentee. Being the typical dramatic-Bollywood actress who claims "my brand is rebellious!", she didnt come on time. With excuse 'tired' whilst the rest waited for her in the ballroom, and she in her grand hotel room. SERIOUSLY??&lt;br /&gt;Hence Rhiz thought it's best to open the floor for Q&amp;amp;A and feedback while they drag her down. BIG MISTAKE. literally everyone who got up screw the organizer. One guy got up 3 times on Ivanka issue. I understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst part was when a UOB rep stood up to correct Global Brand Forum Chairman's statement in speech about UOB's move in Singapore to retrench 200 employees 2 days before Christmas and yet stand behind "United behind people" tagline. Karthik got the wrong brand!! It wasn't UOB. It was someone else with the same brand colour as UOB. How embarassing is that??? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The chairman of GBF got the WRONG BRAND??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My my.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day got worst with Oliver Stone who stood up and said "I don't know why I'm here. I shouldn;'t be here..................&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm anti-brand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Then what the hell r u doing in a GLOBAL BRAND forum?? "I happened to be in HK and going to Singapore, and the money is good". Nice.....wasted our money with ur babling on war and politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh Mallika showed up after that. I really have no idea y cos there's nthing that we could learn from her presence! One participant actually stood up and made a pretty rude remark about Rhiz saying sthing about Mallika and Oliver as great ppl, and said that is degrading to put her the same level as Oliver. WHAT??? all the dramaaaaaaaaaa.....goshhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as promised, the day ended the best way possible. &lt;a href="http://www.martinlindstrom.com/"&gt;Martin Lindstrom&lt;/a&gt; totally captured us all. The forum turned into his personal workshop. I think nearly everyone was with eyes wide open during his presentation (except for Afdlin Shauki..). It totally blew us away. And the reality of advertising and brand was presented in the most transparent way possible. Amazing really. Unfortunate that none of my big shots were there. The guys with 'C' in their positions should have been there. Maybe then there will be good impacts on TM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, despite the whole drama and lousy arrangement from the organizers, Im still very interested to attend next year's. Just to see what else can this ppl do to INSPIRE us. A lot of improvements need to be done, and I'm sure Media Prima can do that if they put "money money money" issue aside for a while and concentrate on the forum as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s- No article or news on the TRUTH about Global Brand Forum 08 in Malaysia out there. The news on TV and newspapers only report the 'good' part and didnt even mention anything about Ivanka not being there or what not. Everything twisted to as if ..wow...new techonology..hologram..n Ivanka participating ..crap. One thing i learn, not everything u watch in the news and read are the whole truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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She said, 'How do I know if I married the right person?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, 'It depends. Is that your husband?'&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, she answered 'How do you know?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here's the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse/partner. You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies (unconventional behavior/habit) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called 'falling' in love... Because it's&lt;br /&gt;happening TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in love sometimes say, 'I was swept off my feet.' Think about the imagery of that__expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something came along and happened TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is easy. It's a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria (excitement) of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship. Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, 'Did I marry the right person?' And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it. I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to you. You can't 'find' LASTING love. You have to 'make' it day in and day out. That's why we have the __expression 'the labor of love.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it takes WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger. It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws, the results are predictable. .. you can 'make' love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in marriage is indeed a 'decision'.. . Not just a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this always:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'God determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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The whole month of August has been my wedding-month! but thats for another post later. I wanna share my Oh-My-God pre-honeymoon trip. No no..not THAT oh-my-god. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a super tiring weekend before we left for Redang. The wedding..the condo renovation..then Aini's convo. N the next morn, flight for Redang. We've booked an airport limo at 5am to pick us up. But we overslept! So i told the cab driver to wait for 15mins. Being the whiny-ass that he is..he started babling n all before agreeing to stay. Shafiq and I who was still a bit mamai got annoyed so he called up the driver to cancel it. Ofcourse the driver got even angrier la. WHAT EVER! who ask u to get all whiny before?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[ OMG no. 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to LCCT and parked there and head to KT. Burn our money for Xpress boarding to KT as we were late due to Subuh prayers. Welcomed in KT by Pak Long, Shafiq's uncle. Had a super nice plate of nasi dagang for breakfast before we were sent to the jetty to get a ferry to Redang. RM100 per person pergi balik ok! So damn expensive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uda gave us wedding gift of 4d 3nights voucher at Berjaya Resort. our mistake was not to do homework on it. We were given Berjaya SPA resort instead of Beach Resort. Aih..all the havoc at the reception counter! Gotta topup 200 per nite if we want to upgrade to Beach Resort..which was exactly what we did (thanks to mommy, mami &amp;amp; abah!). Who in the world goes to Redang and stay on the hill???????? Gosh...i really dont understand that concept la. Even a city-girl like me doesnt enjoy that. ish. so geram. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[OMG no. 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SLsYK3mMm4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/I8OQIlwfkxw/s1600-h/DSCF0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SLsYK3mMm4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/I8OQIlwfkxw/s200/DSCF0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240809166377622402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all our trip was pretty fun. the beach was awesome..water was clear and blue..can c all the fishes!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[ OMG no. 3]&lt;/span&gt; we had free meals the whole time we were there as we knew someone who's working there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[OMG no. 4]  &lt;/span&gt;but the 'fun-activities' were a lil pricey though. But we managed to go snorkling and kayaking still n it was fun fun fun! i hated swimming with fishes before...now im totally ok with it. instead i enjoy it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last night there, i suffered a tremendous pain in my left ear. It got worsen the last day there, so Aze suggested that i visit a local doc before flying off. I did..and I had ear infection due to my bad cold the 2nd day I was there. Gosh...ear infection is freakingly painful ok!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[ OMG no. 5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a lil shopping in KT before heading bk to KL. Reached here at 10pm..and after checking our parking chip coin, we are charged RM 144!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[ OMG no. 6]&lt;/span&gt; Hahahahhahaah! Expected la. Cheaper a bit comparing to taking a cab, one way at RM77.40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God really wanted to test us la..even during the last bid of the trip. Our car battery died!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ OMG no. 7!]&lt;/span&gt; N no one around had jumper to help us out. AAM was just fucking useless. So abah and mami (shafiq's parents) and fatin came la to help. I was sleeping the whole time in the car due to the terrible ear pain. By the time we reach home it was nearly 2am! huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Sat 30th Aug, will be a date I'll remember forever as that was the date I first got admitted into a hosp for a surgery. My ear had major blockage that I need to be under GA for the docs to fix it. Huhuhuhu. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[ OMG no. 8]&lt;/span&gt; That was quite an experience. Supposed to stay over that night, but this stubborn girl refused so we discharged that nite itself. I felt drowsy even till Sunday cos of the GA and the low blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...thats it. A handful of drama within 1 week..back to back. But i believe God is fair and He will never test his 'employees' if He thinks we cannot handle it.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good start to Ramadhan..tests to polish up on our patience esp since this is the first Ramadhan as husband and wife for myself and shafiq. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuasa to all muslims and Enjoy Good Food for the non-muslims! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Dah 2 minggu balik baru nak post. :P Been bz la. There's always sthing to do. Even when there are none, ma ass will be glued on the sofa watching tv! Hahahaha. How about that as a lame excuse for not bloggin? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, the gals arranged an awesome bachelorette getaway for me n it was one of the best trips i ever had!! Finally...flying with a group of friends. Selalu terbang sorang2..tak best!! Flying alone makes me hate flying. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we reached perhentian besar a lil tho; around 6pm. so we missed the lunch and tea time and the snorkeling session. But the view was just awesome! We lepak at a non-alcoholic bar that night, watching the blur moon and enjoying the beautiful breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2nd day is activity day! Morning snorkeling and afternoon snorkeling. Gosh..i hate the post-snorkeling!! The tudung, the baju, the heavy trackbottom pants..arrghhh! and the hair lg..all dried because of the sea water. hmpph! but the 2nd snorkeling session was funnnnn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bachelorette will not work without at least 1 man. God had arranged for me 10! HAHAHAHAHAHA! These dudes were so cool la. Damn funny. but a bunch of gentlemen at the same time. best lah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiC0UknhlI/AAAAAAAAADU/h0Nodbd1GPE/s1600-h/000003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217564003695822418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiC0UknhlI/AAAAAAAAADU/h0Nodbd1GPE/s320/000003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiDdbnYasI/AAAAAAAAADk/zDlmZ9cvKxY/s1600-h/000005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217564709961099970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiDdbnYasI/AAAAAAAAADk/zDlmZ9cvKxY/s320/000005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malam, whole body massage. Although it wasnt the best Ive had, but boleh laa. Lepas tu lepak at the bar by the beach again, this time accompanied by clear sky, filled with stars and clear moon. gorgeoussss...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217563554493287106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiCaLKYysI/AAAAAAAAADE/-_cs-d4rBHQ/s320/n608963590_590148_6433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiCiN6pJtI/AAAAAAAAADM/YiuFkA2tJ78/s1600-h/n608963590_590159_7671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217563692671510226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiCiN6pJtI/AAAAAAAAADM/YiuFkA2tJ78/s320/n608963590_590159_7671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the view of the sea there...so breath taking! I never thought I would actually enjoy snorkeling la. (p.s- i hate getting wet!) but i found out sthing...i really dont like swimming with fishes!!!! for 3 reasons;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. geli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i dont want to kacau their home la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. geli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiEORzfAhI/AAAAAAAAADs/E4f500-MqsI/s1600-h/n608963590_590138_1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217565549141099026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SGiEORzfAhI/AAAAAAAAADs/E4f500-MqsI/s320/n608963590_590138_1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all in all, the trip was great!!! UNTIL...the trip back to KB airport. stupid-ass cab!!! dah la buruk..takde a/c..1 hour trip pulak tu! lepas tu charge as much as airport limo! tembak kanggg! arghhh! benci gila. but other than that, everything went well la. I would recommend Arwana resort in perhentian besar, good service and great food! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak sabar nak pegi lagi la lepas ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tp now..back to reality...1 month to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*gulp*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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But just hear me out, I have a point to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the non-ignorant Malaysians out there, you will know that our fuel price had been raised 78cents from RM1.92 to RM2.70. My friends had made a lot of judgements on me for standing by government's decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly a pro or anti-gov. I'm pro justice ( and by that i don't mean im a parti keadilan fan either). I do agree that our gov had to cut down on subsidies. I mean..come on...it's not like we are in Brunei, with super rich government. We are talking about Malaysia here. We are not the richest country in the world, not even in Asia. I bet if there were any other ways for gov not to raise the fuel price, they would have exactly done that, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that annoys me most is when ppl argue on our fuel price with saudi arabia's!! GOSH! Y are you comparing to the world's largest petroleum providers?? We are not! Yes we export petroleum, but high grade quality for airplans and jets! We are the biggest palm oil provider. Not petroleum. So stop making yourself look foolish by comparing with countries where the petroleum sector dominates the economy, for example Venezuela, accounting for roughly a third of GDP, around 80% of export earnings, and more than half of government operating revenues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my title, I do also suffer from the new price. I might even be paying for petrol more than you! You may think I'm not complaining bcos you assume I have my parents paying for it. Guess what, I am! So I suffer just as much! My fuel per full tank is around RM140 now. With the pay I'm earning, I know I've gotta do some changes with ma daily spending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sorry for the low-income group. I bet it is even more difficult for you guys. But make the best out of the situation. There must be a solution to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3byZaTyvlE/SEvoRuJ6YfI/AAAAAAAAACc/OqHEMAx7MKc/s1600-h/lemonade_honeycitrus.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, if you have a lemon, make lemonade. In this case, it can be a lemon if you want it to be. Maybe this is the chance for you smokers to quit so you can budget your spending better so you won't run out of budget. This could be an opportunity for our gov to improve the public transportation way way better; like Hong Kong's maybe. There's nthing you can do now about the price. You can go on complaining (which is what most Malaysians are good at)..but you gain nothing by just doing that. What arou you going to do now with the situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE. ADAPT. Do something about it. Make lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7848529-4963858613272984223?l=siraplimau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/feeds/4963858613272984223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7848529&amp;postID=4963858613272984223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/4963858613272984223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/4963858613272984223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/2007/12/mcrempit.html' title='McRempit'/><author><name>Aina Nadzir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534819428300861339</uri><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/_D3byZaTyvlE/SWsMqnYicpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zhtugHU1Xxo/S220/DSCF2173.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848529.post-4188653574311018128</id><published>2007-12-12T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:40:33.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terengganu I'll Remember</title><content type='html'>I dont think I can ever fly Firefly from KL to Terengganu..esp in this weather! I couldnt even handle MAS'! I had one of the worst flights to Terengganu yesterday. Mainly cos of the weather. We were supposed to land at 8.30pm..instead we landed at 8.50pm...just circling around the dark stormy clouds before we could get a thumbs up to land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no..thats not the worst part. Our hotel. Gosh.. from Le Meridian in Sabah to TY Midtown Hotel in Terengganu! Some 1 or 2 star hotel..thats not even listed in the world wide web! Oh my God...the toilet was just creepy...I told Mary and Yanti..ill limit ma usage of the toilet! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to McD at 10pm since everywhere else were closed. First time looking at McD that was spelled in Jawi. :P Kelantan does that too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the meeting went a-ok the next morning in Marang. Ofcourse we didnt get there without some challenges. The breakfast was weird and the cab driver charged us double!! Mary..maybe cos u r white :P hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was after that. We went shopping. I...who declared broke..spent RM260!! just RM5 less than Mary! Hahahahahahaha. We shopped till the extend where I could no longer walk! Dumb of me to not change into slippers. You should never shop in 3" heels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the best part. I have to give amazing credit to En Syed, TM Internal Brand Ambassador from Kuantan who had made my day..and Mary and Yanti's too definitely. He was kind enough to drive us back from Marang to K.T so we could check out..brought us to have nice kampung lunch before dropping us off to shop and picking us up back 2 and a half hours later. He brought us to witness the "Crystal Mosque", Lopong (is that the name? We got all our lekor from there), the museum, and a few others. A nice ride indeed. Then he brought us back to his sis' in-law's place to freshen up and pack our things before serving us AMAZING nasi dagang and fetching us back to the airport. I cannot think of another kind soul than him for being such an amazing being to have been as kind as he was to us. From the bottom of our hearts, thank you En Syed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was it. I reached KLIA around 10.30pm just now..oh and did i mention in my slippers?? Hahahahaha. I just couldnt walk anymore. Had to change into slippers no matter how businesslike-smart-dressed i was. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12.30am now. Im just done unpacking AND repacking for Penang tomorrow. Will update on that soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Once upon a time, it felt good being greeted by airlines staff. They made us feel welcomed and in a way thank us for flying with their airlines..cos that means we can afford to...which also means we support the airline...and also says "kachinggg~" into their bank accounts at the end of the month. Once upon a time Malaysia Airlines..or better known as MAS was an awesome airline. Good receptionist, good ticket counter, good cabin crews, good pilots..even good planes. Now? Lets just say they are lucky they are the only 'executive' Malaysia's airline around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been flying since I can remember. I've discovered the clouds in many airlines. But have I never felt unwelcomed as I felt last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was assigned to conduct a Focus Group in Sabah with MCG Asia. Yanti and I was scheduled for a 4.15pm flight. We reached KLIA just in time for a standby checkin. Well...yeah it was a bit late for normal checkins...but I mean..come on...all you need to do was to call the crew and ask if we can still check in or not. Shouldnt it be a customer-friedly service? Anyways...after giving up from arguing with the snobbish MAS staff at the counter, we went down to the MAS ticket counter to pay penalty for the next flight suggested by the snobbish asshole; 4.55pm. Ofcourse he had to make me feel like im some first time flyer when i asked for a confirmation of the penalty charge..."RM100"he said.  i asked "eh expensive d? (i remembered it was less than that last time).." and he had to say "ye la. ni buat tiket BAS!"... :O   I seriously felt like shoving "excuse me! Ive flew more than your life time u asshole!" to his annoying farking face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were late, and the office was packed, I went up to the business ticket counter to ask for the lady who looked free to help us out. Without even looking up to me, she just said "this is 1st class counter" with the bitchy-attitude-face. i just had to answer "what kind of service is this??" n yanti just pull me aside to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Yanti then approached the NORMAL flight counter staffs to get their help. Gosh..she was actually literaly begging em to help us out! And they were just giving her the attitude face! "I'm bz. Can't you c? Are u asking me to get my friends to leave their customers to attend to yours instead??" Goshhhh! I just had to walk away! Cos I know I'll just burst! No one is asking you to LEAVE your customers to attend to us. But can't you say it politely? Something that sooth us who are rushing for our flights..rather than pissing us off and adding more stress on our shoulders??? Geeeshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, a kind guy helped us out. paid 100bucks each for the penalty and ran up to checkin. it was 4.30. the flight scheduled at 4.55. once we reached the counter, the farking snobbish staff just looked our ticket, looked up to us and said "DAH TUTUP". what the fuck?? that was when i just BURST! he suggested for 4.55 flight. asked us to go down to pay penalty. n once we get back to check in...he just fucking plainly say CLOSED! goshhhhh!!! i started yelling cos it doesnt make sense! he didnt even check at the system or ask the other crews if we could still get up the plane. i know i was yelling pretty loud as some of the guys lining up at the next lane turned to look at us. and just guess what he did? MERAJUK! wtf... "why are u yelling at me?? u r the one who's late. i didnt promise 4.55. who said there's seats for 4.55??" arrghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so not me to rush for a flight. usually ill just grab a flight that ill have ample time to checkin or what not. but yanti seems determined to get up that plane. so she begged the guy to help us out. n so he did. he checked the system and called up the crew at the gate and there are seats available. ofcourse he didnt let us go without lecturing us and the "see! if u talk nicely i would help right? ur friend tu..she should talk nicely to me". wth la! my flights are part of your salary u jerk! n u r the caused for us to miss our first flight..and nearly the 2nd. if i hadnt yelled and if we were as soft as we were earlier on...i bet he wouldnt have allowed us to get up that flight either! and the worst part...when we reached the gate, no one even board the plane yet! and there were so many empty seats on the plane; more than 10!! arrhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell ever happened to MAS staff???? its bad enough there are so many delayed flights lately...the staff and crews are just making situations worst! aihhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I dont fly AirAsia much. Mainly cos I dont like to walk to the plane..or the airport..or the plane. But seriously...the counter staff are much muchh better than MAS'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learnt...never underdress when you fly. Always look your best so ppl take you seriously. We'll c to that this Monday when I fly for Terengganu instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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And to tell you the truth, I'm gifted with a handful of wonderful true friends. By wonderful, i dont mean perfection. and by true, i dont mean tear-less. I have 3 wonderful bestfriends. And to get to this stage wasnt an easy ride either. Ah la..u know kids...will definitely have misunderstanding here and there..arh..those normal stuff. I went through that phase with Aze and Ita. By all means I never regreted any of it cos it just strenghten our friendship even more! As for Eeleng, it was a bit different cos I met her while in uni. By then I was a lil more matured, so there wasnt any major misunderstanding and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 23 now. I consider maself kindda somewhat an adult la kan. Yer la..I'm already earning ma own moneh, have ma own place to live in, a car, a guy.. Kalu masih ingat a small kid melampau la tuh :P. As an adult, you gotta act and think as one too, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What dissappoint me is that, my general perception that my friends who are averagely around my age will be somewhat with the same maturity as I am. How i am so wrong about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past are meant to be in the past. If you dwell with it too much, you'll never be able to move on. If i had kept tight to all the small lil misunderstandings i had with all my friends..ill never be good friends with anyone right now. You forgive and forget..but at the same time learn from it and escape from repeating the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away from viewing the bad/ugly side of yourself is not that healthy either. Yeah when we look into the mirror..we want to look our best. We wanna look at angles that's flattering. But that doesnt mean u should just throw away the attn needed by the ugly side of yourself. You still gotta look at it. What can you do about that scar on your left cheek? cover up or proper medication? If u just ignore it..it might just get worst. it might even be permanent! It's the same with us. None of us are perfect, so if you know you have weaknesses, work on improving it. not RUN AWAY from it. that is NEVER a solution, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to get tangled in a ..what I call a no-title-misunderstanding. I had a small Raya gathering and I invited some friends over. My bestfriend from Penang came all the way just to join this yearly occasion. Everything was goin well. I was freakingly tired from the preparation ofcourse, but it was all worth it. Until I realised the next day that a friend who attended wasnt happy with me because I happened to not inform him that his ex will be in presence of my gathering. I thought since all my friends have GROWN UP and are ADULTS...no such misunderstandings will occur. How i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, maybe it was my mistake to have not informed. Then again it wasnt on purpose. If u have had prepared/organized a gathering on your own..with ur 2 bare hands..with very minimal help, u will know that the priority at the end of the day is to prepare for the food n such.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did make a list a few days before, but I just never thought that inviting the exes will cause such commotion. His ex seems fine and moved on and totally fine with his presence. But that wasnt the case for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't handle a situation you are in, pause and think, what went wrong. Do not just place blames on other ppl. It was you who couldn't handle the situation. It was you who felt uncomfortable for God knows what ever reason. You do not need to throw judgement and accusation on other people. You would rather throw away a friendship due to your ego and own weakness of self-control? Too bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say here is that, never take forgranted of your friends..especially when they are your bestest friends! Sometimes you don;'t think before you speak with em just bcos u think ull never lose them and they will be ok with it. People have feelings. Just because they've been sticking with you the whole time, doesnt mean they will tomorrow. Friendships are like plants. You have to water em, feed em..get em enough sun...then they will grow. Don't expect to have a healthy plant by just watering it once every 3 months and go around telling "i have a rare plant at home". It doesnt work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is there such thing as true friendship. I think so. But it's up to you to define it. You can either be a liar to live in a "true friendship" or accept the reality in a true friendship. Your call, mate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7848529-6523438702786997527?l=siraplimau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/feeds/6523438702786997527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7848529&amp;postID=6523438702786997527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/6523438702786997527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/6523438702786997527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-eid.html' title='Happy Eid~!'/><author><name>Aina Nadzir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534819428300861339</uri><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/_D3byZaTyvlE/SWsMqnYicpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zhtugHU1Xxo/S220/DSCF2173.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848529.post-4221736241366665659</id><published>2007-10-05T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T18:20:13.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work = money?</title><content type='html'>I visited a friend in Pantai hosp during lunch time just now with Denn. We chit chat for a while, and suddenly the topic i fear most came up; working life in TM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realise that reason why there are so many internal probs and wrong perception on TM is because of the employees themselves. We complain we are underpaid. We compare the treatment we get with the competitors. We do not want to work overtime cos we don't get paid OT. We do not want to this we do not what to that. We kept asking what the company doesnt give us enough. Why arent we asking what we can give to the company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wraps it up. We are so-called underpaid. we execs dont enjoy OT despite working till late at night and during the weekends. Majority of the employees are not working for the good sake of the company and its business..but just for individual needs...money. I know you'll be like "what the hell are you talking about aina??? u r underpaid urself. n u complain that too!" . well yeah! but if we only complain and do nothing about it, will the situation ever change??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to start somewhere. If you start believing that you can make a difference by being less self-centred and think more towards the benefits of the company with your work...and if everyone in TM starts thinking that way...wouldnt things be different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working with McGirvan Media agency for weeks now. And i sincerely solute them. When they say "yes ill deliver it tomorrow", they keep to their words. and the quality of the work is still top notch despite the tight dateline! ofcourse behind the scene there will be cursing from the staff for late notice n this and that...but it is the outcome that matters at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We complain we dont get to stay in 5-star hotels when we travel for work. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But are you working to the level of a 5 star-employee?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Exactly! Instead you look at the clock every 10mins to see what time you cna go back. And when it's only 5.15, you are already packing and waiting in front the elevator to go back. Question yourself back. Put money aside! Cos money comes with attitude. and it starts from you yourself. Dont expect others to change and improve if you refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work for money or work for career? Your pick. You not only decide your future, but the rest too..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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First time driving to MidV alone...n freaking lazy to park..so i spent 8bucks for jockey parking instead :P what a brat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it has been quite some time since the last time i met her. Miss ya babe!!! &lt;br /&gt;Being the talkative gals that we are, we didnt give a minute of break to fill each other with what has been happening with each other's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma point of writing this blog was that...since today is V-day (yes Muslims do not celebrate it)..love is so filling the air n all...i just wanna share some insights this thing call love. (hahaha i sounded like an expert la pulak :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Infatuation. Crush. Everything is related to this thing called FEELINGS. Feelings can be helpful and a bitch too at the same time. Trust me..i know! When you are not able to control your feelings..it might just lead u to trouble. But if you take ur intuition as a sign to avoid from doin something stupid, feelings will be considered as helpful. If you know how to express your feelings right, you might just brighten another soul's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friend just got out of a relationship a few months back. Not surprisingly, she's still not over it. Wanna know why? There were no proper closure. By saying so, closure is not a figure of speech of "I think our relationship has come to an end." or "I think its better we stay friends." or "I've found someone else. Im sorry".&lt;br /&gt;No. Those statements are NOT closure to a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always consider the POST-breakup. Cos that's the hardest part. I came to realize that, after breaking up, the only way to move on and get that CLOSURE is to know if what u were feeling at that moment of post breakup is being felt by ur ex too. Am i right? Just stop and think. When you breakup with someone, wether it was just a crush thing...or a 4 months relationship..or 4 years relationship...u will always think.. "Does he/she misses me?" "how is he/she feeling about it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you've got to know to move on was that. For eg....I know ma dear friend will be able to move on stronger if she knew what her ex were thinking or feeling about the whole thing, wether its the same as hers or not. In that way, she will know for sure if there's hope for them to re-unite, or turn friends or permanent break off where they hate each other. It sucks u know..after a break up..missing someone else. But it will hurt less if u know he/she is actually feeling the same way..hurting or suffering the same as u r. if he/she is not also, u will still be able to move on easily as ull know for sure what u meant to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my suggestions to the couples who just ended their relationship, it is ok to tell ur partner that u do think of her/him even after u decided to end it. By saying so, this has to come from the party who DECIDED to end it, not the victim. Trust me, it will help them move on ;) If you think you dont have the guts to tell that yourself, get someone to do it for you. OR..there's this phrase "action speaks louder than words"? :P Keep it mild. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(however, do not LIE just to make them feel better. I dunno if it that works for u, but i would totally not appreciate that la. take note of that future heart breakers! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7848529-7366915332210551873?l=siraplimau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/feeds/7366915332210551873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7848529&amp;postID=7366915332210551873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/7366915332210551873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/7366915332210551873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/2007/01/every-dark-cloud-has-silver-lining.html' title='Every dark cloud has a silver lining'/><author><name>Aina Nadzir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534819428300861339</uri><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/_D3byZaTyvlE/SWsMqnYicpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zhtugHU1Xxo/S220/DSCF2173.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848529.post-2956140585068201048</id><published>2007-01-25T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:26:51.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life choice...</title><content type='html'>Today, I received a call from my lecturer/associate dean from MMU. "Your interview is on the 16th of February. Are you still interested?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard when you have options to pick from in life. When I first came to TM, I didn't have many choices. I was placed in Sales in Kedah. But since I made early preparation and moved to KL, I worked ma ass off to get placement here in KL during ma 1st 3 days as a working adult. Finally got a placement in Global Business, Product Marketing, in TM HQ..in Menara TM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ma 4th month here now. I'm finally..slowly getting the grip about ma work. I'm even gonna take tuition classes with ma boss starting next month ..every friday after work..just so I can get better understanding and learn faster. Surprisingly, even though most of the time I'm considered a fast learner, I'm not in Global Business. I'm doing numbers and accounts..and queries..and the worst..BILLING! I'm not interested in ANY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The call I received today seems to be God's answer to ma prayers, of hoping to be able to work with sthing Im good at and have passion in. But, it means leaving TM. Can i do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who knows me well will know I'll pick formal dinner against party. I can be considered quite formal. I enjoy dressing up in white collar to work. But ofcourse that doesnt mean Ive forgotten ma faided jeans and my should-get-a-new-pair-of-shoe-already Converse shoe. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the working environment here. Despite the fact that im doin sthing i didnt learn for the past 4 years, or even anything Im interested with...i find it challenging, in a good way. Because, I believe that behind every cloud, there's a silver lining. Im learning about the other perspective of a business organization that others dont see. Its difficult ofcourse, but its a learning process. I'm not saying I love it. But, I think I can go through it. I take it as a challenge to prove to maself that I can not only survive doing what i dont enjoy doing, but be really good with it. And the potential for me to rise up is higher here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I would love to be doing sthing im good at, and have deep passion in. Branding. MMU can offer me that. I can teach and pass my knowledge about sthing I love to the next generation. But..where else can I go after becoming a lecturer? Ass. dean? Dean? Then? I feel like ..its a secured job for someone who just love it the way it is. I dont want to see my days as a routine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there are so many things to consider to make this decision...too many that it aches ma head and heart to think. What should I do? Should I leave TM and be a tutor in MMU or stay on in TM and work in a field I dont enjoy in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 weeks to decide the choice of ma life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Let me paste what he said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And to all of u out there............heres something u don wanna miss. i really hate it when there some other gals, who pretend that they know about footie, but the fact is they dont! they just know the popular team, the hensem player, and some more they dont even got a clue about football. ask them it they know the praise "man from behind", "offside","professional fouls". they'll say "we dont need to know that". BUT i do have to know, then u'll understand why some people love different team. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a guy writing this blog called bitchingblog..........how men bitch about thing, he said:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;there are 3 group of gal fans.........&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. One who know what footie is, what goes around, what they really doin. this type of chick is the one footie lovers will fall in love with. cause they know how to compare between ronaldinho and christiano ronaldo!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. One who know the image of footie, these are the chicks who know where is beckham now, where christiano ronaldo from, where henry from, what jersey they are wearing, cause they all cute. but they no shit about reall footie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. one who know footie cause they always hanging aroud with their frenz at hartamas square, where when people start cheering, they followed! this chick knows shit! some more even worst, they support the team their bf supported. they got no clue!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so aina.........where do fall in? 1?.........2, most probably.....3 is definitely not cause u r still single aite? but 1...............NO WAY! dont pretend like you know all this stuff. my advice......just observe!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me make it clear for all u peeps who thinks u have u the freedom to judge which category i fall into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS a fanatic fan of Man Utd. Ma plain n very spacious room wall was covered in Man Utd's posters n such. I would wake up early in the morning to watch footie..hidingly cos ma dad would scream at me when he catches me. I would argue in class with ma classmates about football matches. I mixed well with guys esp the Man Utd fans cos we have things in common to talk about. N by saying that, our discussion topics doesnt cover Beckham's new hairstyle (I do..but with gals la :p) or gossips on their love life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to MMU..still a fan. I remembered during world cup..4 years ago..I transfered to UIA for while..n ma block's foodcourt was shared with guys. the tv is at gals side..but when it comes to football matches..the guys would just come in n watch.. n ill b the only gal there. crazy! (in uia land :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit now im not that updated about football anymore as ma priorities move to elsewhere. However, im still updated about matches n the results when i miss the matches. I mite not know the new players thats in man utd anymore..but i just love their games no matter what. n ma loyalty stays with em. I wont bitch about other teams if they played well and deserve compliments. Cos for me..at the end of the day..i watch footie cos of the beauty of the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ronaldinho vs christiano ronaldo?&lt;br /&gt;ronaldinho is a superb player! he never dissappoint me..n i envy the fact that he stayed on in barcelona even when he got offered for real. ronaldo? perasan bagus..n belum ape2 dah announce that he's leaving man utd for real madrid when in fact man utd wasnt goin to release him. bodo! a performer more than a footie. a man utd player i dont favour. however im not denying he can be pretty good with the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in football..theres no such thing as "we dont need to know that". its a non-stop-- question arena! "why???" "what??" "who??" "when??"...am i rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..which category do i fall into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there r more to football than the 'jerseys'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7848529-8804467523099843819?l=siraplimau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/feeds/8804467523099843819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7848529&amp;postID=8804467523099843819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/8804467523099843819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/8804467523099843819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/2006/12/deepest-sympathy-to-yuen-family.html' title='Deepest sympathy to Yuen family...'/><author><name>Aina Nadzir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534819428300861339</uri><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/_D3byZaTyvlE/SWsMqnYicpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zhtugHU1Xxo/S220/DSCF2173.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848529.post-7161149246681202954</id><published>2006-11-27T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T10:47:38.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn from Mumble!</title><content type='html'>Happy Feet is a must-watch movie!!! It's definetely the best animated movie EVER!! EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love mumble. we should learn from him. During the first quarter of the movie, when mumble was still small n being excluded from their singing activities cos he cant sing, it touches me. Cos at some point of ma life, i felt being left aside by friends. Even now..at times i still feel it. Having an exceptionally weird height for an asian gal, stimes ppl treat me as if im some alien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywyas, back to mumble, he used his strength in the best way possible. N to those who has very few friends just cos some community cant accept u...dont give up! there are so many out there who will appreciate u. u just gotta be patient n find em. :) bottom line, be who u r. appreciate what u have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be mumble. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7848529-7412728956541113758?l=siraplimau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/feeds/7412728956541113758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7848529&amp;postID=7412728956541113758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/7412728956541113758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7848529/posts/default/7412728956541113758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://siraplimau.blogspot.com/2006/11/stop-rewind-restart.html' title='Stop. Rewind. Restart!'/><author><name>Aina Nadzir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534819428300861339</uri><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/_D3byZaTyvlE/SWsMqnYicpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zhtugHU1Xxo/S220/DSCF2173.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848529.post-1916721061512074629</id><published>2006-11-10T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:48:38.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born with a silver spoon</title><content type='html'>Was just pondering about life before i dozzed off last nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this girl..she's the literal meaning of 'born with a silver spoon'! Welcomed to the world by a very caring and pretty wealthy family, she has been brought up with maids and drivers all her life, even before she started walking! Food and education has never been a problem in the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is normal for a teenager to be rebelious during their teen life. She didnt escape it either. However, i envy the fact that even though her parents are well off...they lead such a normal life as an average Malaysians (exceptional for the cars though :p)&lt;br /&gt;She led a normal teenager life too. While other teenagers were bz talking about boyfriends and Guess handbags and the latest fashion trend, she made her peace with her mom's advice "take a step at a time. If u jump, ull never be able to appreciate it". True enough. I'm glad she stuck to that advice. Even though now she dresses up in branded outfits and drinks branded coffee..she definetely knows how to appreciate em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated with good grades from a private uni here, she's currenly working in one of the well known companies in Malaysia. Had hoped to continue studying abroad, but postpone it due to financial assistance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in hectic city and driving a luxurious car at such young age, she doesnt deserve to complain about life. She has the life many other girls are hoping for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i know her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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