<?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-4841852475999536102</id><updated>2011-12-31T14:05:03.472+04:00</updated><category term='travel'/><category term='spa'/><category term='job in dubai'/><category term='family'/><category term='economy'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='My Favourite things'/><category term='Foods'/><category term='Fasting'/><category term='friend'/><category term='love'/><category term='Interesting place in Malaysia'/><category term='geng ecstasy ku'/><category term='Interesting place in Dubai'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Slip of My Mind...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6957909368554285174</id><published>2011-03-25T06:24:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T06:25:23.434+04:00</updated><title type='text'>girl power theme song</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/etObzeLEjDM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6957909368554285174?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6957909368554285174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6957909368554285174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6957909368554285174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6957909368554285174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/03/girl-power-theme-song.html' title='girl power theme song'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/etObzeLEjDM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-691169608262029441</id><published>2011-03-03T10:34:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T06:17:56.354+04:00</updated><title type='text'>bedroom oh bedroom</title><content type='html'>Earlier i wrote about nak cari bed side lamp table. I found it finally though i compromise a little bit on the spec since aku agak kedekut lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, i want to makeover my bedroom. I think it has no zen so not good for yours truly. My sister pun cakap my bedroom tak cun. When i bought the house, it comes with all fittings and fixtures so i just bawak masuk bed and my clothes saja. I actually dont really like the master bedroom even then..guestrooms are much more nicer than my own room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess now it's already hightime for me to do something to the room. Change fengshui a little bit, make it more romantic..who knows i might get "lucky".. if u know what i mean..hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem is i'm lack of ideas .. so as usual, i got a help from Mr Google ler.. got few reference here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579741267157344898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjAbGlLjnwE/TW85HqeAYoI/AAAAAAAABNE/FsxjBhVMJKw/s400/bedroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I love this bedroom. It fulfilled all my specs..well lit, bright, simple yet classy. And look at the mirror on top of the headboard..errr i will let my imagination running wild of it's real function..heeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579741274545066082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IkvU75aygo/TW85IF_YEGI/AAAAAAAABNU/utKZt3f1k8k/s400/pic_lavender_3_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is much simpler..my verdict..biasa biasa saja..so let's strike out ths sample..how come i compare all yg ada mirror facing the bed saja nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579741269990329074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJcOpAEW7i4/TW85H1BcSvI/AAAAAAAABNM/3dybN_jRRlc/s400/pic_impiana_1_LR2_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The bedroom is very simplejust play with the colour of bedsheet, curtains and quilt cover saja..it look nice right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579742395419105234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6_qKlTgCUc/TW86JVkkl9I/AAAAAAAABNc/5HgcellfH0A/s400/bedroom-design.s600x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I like this as well..It looks so comfy..tapi what the heck with the curtain atas katil tu..strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah pening dah check what i wanna do with the bedroom..Easy way out get ID to do it kot..but aku kedekut how ler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-691169608262029441?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/691169608262029441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=691169608262029441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/691169608262029441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/691169608262029441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/03/bedroom-oh-bedroom.html' title='bedroom oh bedroom'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjAbGlLjnwE/TW85HqeAYoI/AAAAAAAABNE/FsxjBhVMJKw/s72-c/bedroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5752503740021642310</id><published>2011-02-28T04:17:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T04:37:38.892+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshot of my weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend is a lazy yet fulfilled weekend. On Saturday went to a good fren wedding.  Since husband not around and sister working, i drag my brother.  hehehe kesian him kena buli dengan kakak.    Such a beautiful event and both bride and groom looks good.  Agak nak menangis when we sesat in Seremban town yang so confusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nite visit my dying uncle at hospital.. Kesian Ayah Chik...panjang cerita dia and looking at him made me think of my father.  Adakah nasib abah akan sama macam nasib ayah chik.  Left his children when they still small for a younger woman and bila dah tua and sakit, the same children that he left at the end yang jaga dia.  Indeed it is a sad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now something happy.  Watch Julie and Julia yesterday afternoon.  That movie has awaken my old desire to be a good cook.  Once upon a time, my dream is to open a cafe that soo cozy, the guests dont feel like leaving.  I always love cooking and baking..hmmmm copcop..i should rephrase..i dont really like cooking but i like to try recipes.  And since most of the foods that i make turn up to be good, being a kiasu person, it is always a pleasure to boast about it heeee.&lt;br /&gt;Watch that movie, made me think that i maybe have to do the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always made local cuisines, italian and desserts in a form of pudding and cakes.  French foods are expensive and so delicate and delicious.  If and i mean if i can cook french foods it will be such an accomplishment for kiasu yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i like to entertain and have frens/family coming over for lunch and dinner, think i should try this and made them as my food tester...I will let you all know if i'm going ahead with this project..which remind me of my next party is tea party whc i suppose to make breads and scones and pie and cakes..oh my&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5752503740021642310?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5752503740021642310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5752503740021642310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5752503740021642310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5752503740021642310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/02/snapshot-of-my-weekend.html' title='Snapshot of my weekend'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-72198376803808020</id><published>2011-02-24T04:48:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T04:51:41.039+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to civilization ?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday yours truly back to work.  First day biasa la not so busy, catching up with my staffs on some issues and sort things out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long leave, macam2 had happened. Wowww..i think new office is not good fengshui..For the time first time, i feel and view a very2 bad office politiking.  Not going to talk about it now since so many.  Let me just enjoy working peacefully and calmy in ths very good morning. Till then...Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-72198376803808020?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/72198376803808020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=72198376803808020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/72198376803808020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/72198376803808020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-civilization.html' title='Back to civilization ?'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5394630795374318092</id><published>2011-02-15T18:24:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T18:35:54.213+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not compromise..</title><content type='html'>Cheh tajuk macam iyo-yo-or je..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak jadi lady of leisure, i hv many ample time to do things yang i cant do masa kerja sebab aku gila kerja.  But since aku sakit, i can only do the things that i wanna do in my mind saja hehehe.. Anyway, thts for the past 5 weeks.  This week i feel better, the pain is not so visible anymore, so yesterday i went shopping yayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the problem with my shopping trip is whenever i have things to buy mesti tak jumpa.  Last time i will settled for anything even when i don't like it but not anymore.  Now i have patient to not to buy until i found the one that exactly like i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i need now is a face mirror and table lamp.  No compromise, i want the design, size and colour exactly like what i saw in magazine.. So selagi tak jumpa aku akan tak jemu2 bershopping and menghabiskan duit ke benda2 yg tak diperlukan sebab barang nak beli x jumpa...yelar kena la ada habis otherwise sia2 je bayar parking..  But i got time..time next thursday when i have to go back to work  ... don't know itu whether yay or nay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5394630795374318092?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5394630795374318092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5394630795374318092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5394630795374318092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5394630795374318092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-will-not-compromise.html' title='I will not compromise..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4185031286677354884</id><published>2011-02-11T10:16:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T10:41:33.216+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate housewife ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the view from my bedroom as it's facing the green garden. Ths area is very quiet even on weekend, it's always feel tranquil and serene here. Sometimes it's too quiet, my sister called my place as retiree place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572315210253020354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/TVTXKQujLMI/AAAAAAAABMo/7UOD3Na__IU/s400/IMG_0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;View from my bedroom.  I hate the curtain.  Nak tukar tapi tak tertukar2 lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572315222248315634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8VzZm4I1AY/TVTXK9ac2vI/AAAAAAAABM4/FPhq5_7ACpM/s400/IMG_0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My favourite hang-out area, the dining area.  Kat sini la aku buat kerja and at the same time can watch tv also.  Curtain itu pun aku tak suka but my husband like it.  So for time being it will stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572315218202969010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/TVTXKuV9w7I/AAAAAAAABMw/UUpUKYmDmZA/s400/IMG_0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ini view from living room.  Since now aku tengah cuti lama and tak sakit sangat macam mula2 lepas operation tu, i have time to jadi gossip girl aka desperate housewives.   Lower house at the right belong to young chinese couple, jarang nampak.  Atas tu rumah couple melayu.  Ada 2 anak kecik. Wife pagi2 pi kerja macam biasa but husband dia x kerja.  Tiap ari dok kat rumah jer aku tengok.  So untuk berbaik sangka, i assume he work from home ler..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left houses, atas bawah belong to old chinese couple. Rumah atas tu tiap2 malam, a not so young guy +- mid 30s, i assume anak dia datang hantar foods.  Yg best almost everynite datang naik keta lain2 and yang pastinya semua keta yg mahal2 la.. So far aku dah tengok dia datang naik Merc CLK200, CLS hitam, ada BMW F10 yg baru. Accord pun ada..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe betul la what my sister said, area rumah aku ni meant for old people to stay sebab tu very quiet, serene and tranquil..hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4185031286677354884?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4185031286677354884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4185031286677354884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4185031286677354884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4185031286677354884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/02/desperate-housewife.html' title='Desperate housewife ?'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/TVTXKQujLMI/AAAAAAAABMo/7UOD3Na__IU/s72-c/IMG_0186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4846410333217504233</id><published>2011-02-05T11:15:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T11:29:16.723+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cure for neck pain</title><content type='html'>Kong Xi Fatt Choy to all my chinese frens. Hope ths rabit year will bring you health, love and properity.  For a tiger like yours truly, all signs shows that it will not be a good year for me. But a stubborn tiger will not listen and believe to all this nonsense horoscope.  Work hard and smart and we will get what we want in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days ago, i had a serious neck pain or melayu cakap salah bantal..seriously, it is sooo painful.  Never kena before and being a person who scared of pain, it was a torture for me.  Can't sleep, can't eat, semua benda tak boleh buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried all tips and petua orang tua..So who said that petua tu berkesan memangla mengarut..I've tried tepuk bantal, jemur bantal, tepuk bantal kat tengkok, selawat la..everything..but semua tak jadi.. By the third day cannot tahan anymore especially when i had a sleepless night that previous nite, my husband brought me to see the doctor. Unfortunately, the dr just a painkiller injection which reduce the pain for a while. He give some painkiller pill and relaxer pill..but it's all temporary. He said i just have to bare the pain for another 1-2 days as the urat bengkak and will reduce sendiri.  OMG,  I'm looking for immediate permanent cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, i found a cure in sinseh medicine..I totally forgot about chinese traditional medicine. Luckily my SIL who's visiting from JB ask me to tried it.  Miracle it is, my husband brought back 2 herbs in pill forms and a box of "koyok".  That nite, the pain is lesser and by the next morning, the throbbing feel is gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i'm totally fine.  Yes the stiffness is still there but the throbbing pain is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sapa2 yang salah bantal tu instead of buat all the nonsense petua, go to sinseh and ask them to help you.  Insya Allah berkesan :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4846410333217504233?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4846410333217504233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4846410333217504233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4846410333217504233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4846410333217504233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/02/cure-for-neck-pain.html' title='Cure for neck pain'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5721547200347809759</id><published>2011-01-26T05:58:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T06:18:18.355+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Social network</title><content type='html'>Wanted to watch social network tapi belum ada masa yg sesuai...Cehh what a statement as if i'm so busy whilst actually i just sitting down doing nothing except for reading books (as per my dr advise) or watching tv saja.  My sis dah belikan dvd but yet to find a suitable time.  Yes lor..nak watch movie kena ada mood yg sesuai otherwise won't enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i got connected to my primary schoolmates masa darjah 5&amp;amp;6.  Being anak askar we always moving around.  So masa darjah 5 &amp;amp; 6, aku sekolah kat kampung in Kelantan.  At that time my dad been posted to Sg Petani camp if not mistaken and mom decided not to follow.  I'm glad to see that some of my classmates are doing really well.  Well, considering we are from kampung and study in sekolah kampung with all the not so privilege facilities, when some of them are doing well in life, i'm so proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out that 2 of my classmates has passed away. One by cancer and another 1 in an accident.  Al Fatihah to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to social network.  Being just a normal person, i'm glad actually we have facebook.  I am now connected to many of my friends who i have lost contact for years.  Like i said, being anak askar, we move around very often. So i have many friends who i have lost touch.  Thanks to facebook, now we are connected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5721547200347809759?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5721547200347809759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5721547200347809759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5721547200347809759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5721547200347809759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/01/social-network.html' title='Social network'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7248445552614593670</id><published>2011-01-21T14:06:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:08:17.134+04:00</updated><title type='text'>New year..new layout</title><content type='html'>Hah..puas ati aku.  finally i changed my layout..i hate previous layout but too lazy to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So time being while i'm searching for the one that i will like let's stick to something simpe.  Nak download ikut my mobile pun senang sikit. Tak ada la bertahun nak tunggu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7248445552614593670?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7248445552614593670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7248445552614593670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7248445552614593670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7248445552614593670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-yearnew-layout.html' title='New year..new layout'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-983798494419086076</id><published>2011-01-21T11:36:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T11:37:37.307+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still a lady of leisure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went to removed the jahit last 2 days ago. Told my gynea, dr aziz tht i cannot stand sitting down do nothing. Quote wht he said " u can sit down and read books" cheh.. So sarcastic. Gynea aku ni most of the time, aku suka dia but ada jugak at certain time aku menyampah. Tau ler dia tu popular.. But among all gyneas yg aku pernah jumpa datuk dr aziz ni ler yg aku paling suka n paling confident. Also aku selalu lupa to address him properly, i shud call him datuk instead of dr.. But since dia kata x kesah aku belasah je le   Hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i told u that im so bored at home. I can't really move around yet but the boredom is killing me. I got nothing better to do i can even memorize all the cerita melayu bersiri shows..hee lepas ni can eksen to all my staffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr Aziz said tht i shud appreciate tht we manage to remove all the myomas and yet im ok and my uterus is ok as well. He said i should not take it lightly. The ops that i had earlier is a major operation. mesti dia frust sbb aku mcm didnt value wht he did kot. But i did, im so thankful that i wud still be able to conceive. Dr Aziz told me if im pregnant, i definitely hv to deliver by ceasarian. The uterus is too fragile and too scarring it might rapture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After ths ops, the thought of going thru ths kind of situation again is really killing me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-983798494419086076?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/983798494419086076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=983798494419086076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/983798494419086076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/983798494419086076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-lady-of-leisure.html' title='Still a lady of leisure'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-424745659660580330</id><published>2011-01-19T06:10:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T06:27:02.760+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a lady of leisure</title><content type='html'>I got lots of spare times now that i had to sit at home do nothing..well in medical term "recuperating" but for me sitting down do nothing lor.  Before the ops, i had lots of thing in my mind..i already plan what i want to do for 7 weeks sitting at home.  I want to knit la, do some cross stitch la etc etc..catch up all things yg arty farty yg dah lama aku tinggalkan..  But plan left as a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before went for ops, i was so busy..seriously my day was full, all day 7 days/week.  Nak finish up all pending works before i hand-over to my colleague yg take over my job, jumpa clients to notify them, nak siapkan rumah lagi..OMG, memang hectic.  So at the end, i didnt manage to buy things that i need to implement my plan.. benang tak beli, buku pattern tak beli..so there goes my plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i can do no is really sitting down doing nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 days (last week i was in hospital, so it didnt count), my schedule is, wake-up at 7++, lying down on bed until 8++, bath, come down to hv breakfast and call husband.  Then watch tv till noon. By 12++ my lunch is ready, had lunch and go back upstair to rest.   Till about 5pm when i know everybody will come back home from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So la boring. I foresee the routine will continue for another week.  Dr advise me not to drive for 2 weeks after the procedure..so by next week, yahooo !!!!  at least i can do some light exercise and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. did i tell you that i'm so good in following pantang.  I myself didnt expect it.  I drink air gamat and eat sup ikan haruan without a problem on daily basis.  I don't even terliur other foods..even masa depa ni dok makan sambal mak aku yg best tu with other lauk2 pun aku tak terliur.  Owh, the only time aku terliur is pulut lepa yg mak bawak..yummmm, my mom pulut lepa is the best ok !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-424745659660580330?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/424745659660580330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=424745659660580330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/424745659660580330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/424745659660580330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/01/becoming-lady-of-leisure.html' title='Becoming a lady of leisure'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5251478885292159959</id><published>2011-01-18T14:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T15:04:00.132+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Torture time of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi..im backkk with vangeance. Huh, konon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally i got rid of the fibroid. Now at home for 7 weeks. Mcm nak mati keboringan. Thts wht i meant with torture time of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hv not update ths space for so long the time just pass thru without i realizing it. Did i told you that i was pregnant finally.. After 7 yrs waiting, it is indeed the most joyous moment in my life. When i saw the tiny heartbeat blinking blinking, nothing else matter. We lost it however, at 11 weeks. Thts when the gynea advise me to remove the fibroids otherwise i wl hv no chance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had the ops last week. Today is the day 6 after the ops. The pain is lesser but it still sore at times. Mom is taking care of me with all her pantang yg agak strict. Im lazy to write already, to be continue.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5251478885292159959?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5251478885292159959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5251478885292159959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5251478885292159959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5251478885292159959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2011/01/torture-time-of-my-life.html' title='Torture time of my life'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7315983504206336142</id><published>2010-08-09T18:52:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:02:47.483+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady D</title><content type='html'>i want ths beauty so desperately.  It perfectly match all my wardrobes and memang so me... but the price..hmmmm.. still thinking  very2 hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/TGAXPpuCPGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/eJ86h9vI66Q/s1600/Red-Patent-Lady-Dior-Bag-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503424302311160930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/TGAXPpuCPGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/eJ86h9vI66Q/s400/Red-Patent-Lady-Dior-Bag-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7315983504206336142?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7315983504206336142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7315983504206336142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7315983504206336142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7315983504206336142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/08/lady-d.html' title='Lady D'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/TGAXPpuCPGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/eJ86h9vI66Q/s72-c/Red-Patent-Lady-Dior-Bag-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6977424745112742224</id><published>2010-07-28T04:45:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T04:51:52.370+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not trendy</title><content type='html'>Semalam i did nonsense thing..All started with my trip to hair salon over the weekend.  Saw the stylist rambut tetiba cantik.  I mean i visit the salon twice a week tak kan tetiba rambut jadi cantik and panjang kan,, She told me she use hair extension and with that i consider myself sold..hahhaha so yesterday went to hair gallery and got myself one..and my colleague also get herself one..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my stylist said..nowaday sapa tak ada hair extension is not in trend ler..hah now i'm back to IN again.  hola!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ; cantik ok, even one of our contractor yg not so regular visit us in the office pun can notice..so go figure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6977424745112742224?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6977424745112742224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6977424745112742224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6977424745112742224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6977424745112742224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-trendy.html' title='Not trendy'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6901332896691868115</id><published>2010-07-12T17:28:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:44:28.943+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need my weekend</title><content type='html'>Mesti semua dah boring with my complaint about my works..in fact me myself pun dah bored..bored with this non-stop stressful life.  Think now, i almost reach the brain freeze.. dont feel like going to work ths few days and easily get agitated with my staffs..sorry la you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday nite, i received an sms from my big bos at almost midnite..first time in my working life i purposely ignore my boss sms..i received another sms the next day from my 2nd boss..and seriously aku dah promise myself that i will not work over the weekend anymore..i need a  life ok..so i simply reply that i dont feel like working ths weekend and i wl do it on monday morning..hah ambik kau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resultnya ? i dont know.  we will see during next year evaluation ok :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6901332896691868115?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6901332896691868115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6901332896691868115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6901332896691868115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6901332896691868115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-need-my-weekend.html' title='I need my weekend'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3923280571060661449</id><published>2010-07-07T20:11:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:38:03.955+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress is not for a person whose broke</title><content type='html'>I'm broke.. and i'm stress.  That's not a good combination trust me ! I only have 2 solutions for stress relief ..either shopping or eat.  Since i've gain so much weight i can't go for the latter.  That's left me with only option which is to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i'm so broke since i travel a lot last month. At the same time, balance of deposit for new house and coincidently car insurance and my yearly health insurance dues.  hah semuanya due same time..there goes all salary and savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my financial distress i just can't stop from visiting shopping complex...Seriously, i'm so stress that i rather skipped lunch and drove out to Gardens or Pavi for a short shopping trip.  Thanks to the plastics money though.. I've tried to refrain but now cannot tahan anymore.  So for three consecutive days, i've done this nonsense.  Short trip or diversion after meetings, in between appointments, lunch break, anything will do.  Today i got myself 2 new shoes from Aldo.  yesterday since i have a dinner with client, i got myself a new dress from Coast, the day before a suit from Debenham.. New dress for every occasions..boleh gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news are 1. my lawyer called and i will get balance of my house sold in another 2 weeks time..that's huge moolah there .. 2. i will get my claim money on this friday..another moolah  3. bonus time is around the corner and lastly i got my husband aka banker that i can always rely on hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3923280571060661449?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3923280571060661449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3923280571060661449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3923280571060661449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3923280571060661449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/07/stress-is-not-for-person-whose-broke.html' title='Stress is not for a person whose broke'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5330049239155090083</id><published>2010-07-03T19:20:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T19:41:31.532+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not shopping trip</title><content type='html'>Can i do some thrash talking here ? Since ths is my space so sukahati la kan.  Just return from Lion city. Ada meeting thr.  2 days meeting with same client.  hah amik kau.. Thought ada la masa aku nak pi jalan2 carik barang since now Great Singapore sale but tengok2 hah aku kena buli since go thr with the big bos and 2nd big bos..so lepas dinner with client kena continue buat kerja..bosses pegi berhappening themselve.. mmg nak mengamuk. menyesal tak suruh my assistance datang mlm tu instead of next day for operations discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only consolation is stay at good hotel and since we are given a good room, so instead of buat kerja kat bilik, can work at executive lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more things i want to write but cannot concentrate..itu dua lelaki dalam my house nih tengah terjerit2 tengok bola despite german dah lead 3-0 against argentine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5330049239155090083?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5330049239155090083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5330049239155090083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5330049239155090083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5330049239155090083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-shopping-trip.html' title='Not shopping trip'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5222842648096978984</id><published>2010-06-29T17:20:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:43:36.996+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi..</title><content type='html'>I'm back..it's been so long but this time no excuse..it's all the same ol' same ol' busy at work.  Now got time to write since started from last week i'm home early.  reason? kena warn by husband..scared ? of course i am..  despite whatever i am, when husband dah gunakan kuasa veto kena la follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 1 thing i am very sure it wont last long..kejap je balik awal ni.  i'm so used to finish up everything before i left office now macam terkocoh2 definitely wont last.. but i have to show that i'm making an effort kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is  good feeling to have enough rest, time for myself since by 6.30pm i'm already at home. Got time to do many house chores and best thing got time to have enough rest and watch tv and read and cook and now i can continue writing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi boss cakap i kena ikut dia to Singapore.  malasnya..i travelled very2 often recently..despite it's all domestics tapi penat giler naik turun airplane. sampai makcik cleaner kat toilet klia pun dah kenal aku hahaha  but now great Singapore sale kan..so maybe good time to shop some shoes yg dah lama aku eyeing tapi size dah habis in kl..huh betapa beriya nya semua branch dia aku pi sebab nak jugak yg itu..so nanti i story whether i got it ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5222842648096978984?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5222842648096978984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5222842648096978984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5222842648096978984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5222842648096978984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi.html' title='Hi..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4865373618842998919</id><published>2010-04-05T15:38:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:43:54.385+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a good day</title><content type='html'>hahahaha.. i need to start ths entry with a big laugh.  previous entry i'm complaining kan.. patang tadi i got an email from my boss.  It was decided in the last PDC, (that's a meeting where bossess discuss and decide on staffs things) that they agree to adjust my salary.. and i didn't know that my name is even listed in the PDC..trust me i know everythings about me in ths company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this come as a total surprise..a really good surprise. hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4865373618842998919?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4865373618842998919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4865373618842998919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4865373618842998919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4865373618842998919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-good-day.html' title='Have a good day'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4017889620684715028</id><published>2010-04-03T08:53:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:00:20.350+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life like hell.. rhetorically nya.  can't stand it anymore.  Thought it's only for few weeks now dah months dah.  I'm so busy kat office until balik rumah lambat dah jadi routine..sampai guard pun dah tau.. In fact yesterday when i drop everything at office and left at 5.30, for the sake of my husband yang akan outstation for a week from today, bila sampai rumah about 7, guard pun surprise tengok aku balik awal.  huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new job. my current earning tak worth with all the time spent at the office.  Tapi i plan to stay another 2 years with ths company.. but anyhow, guess it's nothing wrong to check my market value kan.. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4017889620684715028?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4017889620684715028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4017889620684715028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4017889620684715028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4017889620684715028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-life-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7106427352678291359</id><published>2010-03-23T04:11:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T04:23:45.171+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision finally</title><content type='html'>I've made decision finally.  Yesterday signed the SPA selling my first property and happy to look at the no. on the cheque.  With that, my financial despair recently just vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made quite a no. of big purchase since mid of last year.  Some assets and investments.  By now all my Dubai money is gone.  WIth recent purchase of new house lagi la rasa so tight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tight, until  last weekend when i want to withdraw money from my main account, tengok2 ada 200 saja..hahahaha.  Told my husband, i have not been in ths stage for a very very long time.  For the first time since a long time, i'm really looking forward for my gaji day. Since last week i live on husband' money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my credit card disaster series in my young days, i always been extra careful with my financial planning.  So this time, after downpayment of my new house last 2 weeks ago, i'm totally broke.  Eventhough i know that it's only for a while, but broke is still broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can only blame myself, so busy with works that i didn't set priorities right.  But mana aku tau.  If i know if with that SPA signed, i can get the cheque immediately, memang lepas dah confirm, straight aku pi lawyer office to sign off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7106427352678291359?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7106427352678291359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7106427352678291359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7106427352678291359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7106427352678291359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/03/decision-finally.html' title='Decision finally'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6207784632288943911</id><published>2010-02-26T06:45:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T06:58:16.930+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately i'm easily get upset with people.  Even yesterday, 2 of my colleagues made a remark on ths.  I don't blame me.  When work is stressful, when 24hrs is not enough, sapa yang tak cepat naik angin.. with so many initiatives in the company and the same people who's involve in the task force, maunya tak easily aggravated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week i'll get new staff to replace my "wing"man who's going to that war torn country yang our Holding company just won few oil blocks there.   So we'll see, if she's good, i'll be my usual bubbly self.  if she's not, then datin harimau will still be in action lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6207784632288943911?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6207784632288943911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6207784632288943911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6207784632288943911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6207784632288943911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/02/lately-im-easily-get-upset-with-people.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2176823233034146891</id><published>2010-02-11T12:42:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:06:51.840+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Predecessor</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i'm sad.  Today i'm pissed..tomorrow hopefully will be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was informed that my right hand man will be transferred. There goes my succession plan into the drain.  The opportunity is actually good for him. In fact i'm happy for him. He is going to assist my boss in our newly secured mega project in a foreign country and he will be relocate.  Last time, i suggested his name to replace me in Dubai but he decline. He told me that he's not ready. I guess the stress and responsibility did scare him.  Well his older appearance and maturity despite his young age tend to make us forget that he is actually young. &lt;br /&gt;My company is big in succession plan, esp with the new management team. All managers have to have succession plans otherwise we are not going anywhere.  It's in our KPI ok, that's how important it is, staffs development and coaching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Azam won't be with me anymore, i'll be cripple for awhile.  FYI, i didn't really look into operational issues anymore since it's all manage by Azam.  i only intervene when there's a need for it.  I just concentrate on strategic planning and business proposal since there's so many new initiatives going in the Group and concentrate in 1 client who really need my attention since the team in-charge is rather weak in developing the buss.  Now, i guess while finding a replacement, i have to suffer la.   Of course Tasha is next in line, but there's certain quality that she still need to develop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since management agreed for Ida to join my team, i'm quite relief.  At least ths difficult client that she's going to handle is very comfortable with her. I'm optimist within next few weeks, she can take charge and release some of my burden from some initiatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key takes for today:  I shouldn't have only 1 next in line to me.  Shud develop few more.  lesson learnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2176823233034146891?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2176823233034146891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2176823233034146891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2176823233034146891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2176823233034146891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/02/predecessor.html' title='Predecessor'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5789872655751816166</id><published>2010-02-06T11:37:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T12:21:01.396+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A place called home</title><content type='html'>I'm having the biggest headache in my life so far.. reason sebab nak beli rumah.  FYI, aku tengah house hunting now.  My husband and i dah tengok a place, a 4 story duplex yang memang tranquil and so la chanteks that we love it so much.  I'm like falling in love with it straight away esp it's partly furnish with all the fixtures and fittings semua dah ada and it looks great.  But i think it's overprice.  For that price tag, we can get a semi-d in a nearby area. But my husband reason that the place suit our lifesytle does make sense. It's strictly guarded, so it safe for me who always work till late and furthermore my husband also selalu outstation.  we will have our privacy as the unit face a lush green well taken care of garden .  Oh i can keep on writing about all it's good quality as i really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister sceptical about ths possible purchase as she think it's overprice as well.  Also, the monthly maintanence fee pun not cheap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, my last property purchase is base on love at first sight as well.  I bought it because the design is so modern with lots of windows and it look so different.  I dont give a heck about value because who care, i bought it because i want to stay there not for investment.  It sell out like hot cakes, sekejap saja dah habis, even when i have a secod thought as i want to change to different unit in front row instead of middle row after 2 weeks pun dah tak ada.  Lots of people think it's not a good investment since area tu macam a little bit inside from main highway but not for me..like i say i bought it since i fall in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house siap early last year and due to our busy schedule, we didn't do anything.  sampai aku merajuk with husband since he didnt take any action and whenever i want to decide, he vetoed my decision..mana tak marah. aku dah put initiative to check things/contactors/ID but ada je comments dia, mahal la, tak cantik la etc etc.  Sampai my sister cakap "kakni dah tak payah la check since kakni tak ada LOA to decide pun"..marah tak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after almost a year tak buat apa while ada some neighbours dah masuk rumah pun, aku dah tawar hati to stay there esp when some renovations are done badly jadi menhodohkan rumah yg originally cantik.  In my eye, the original design is so unique but after some tasteless renovation, the once expensive house now looks cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we decided to put the house for sale.  Appoint an agent on Saturday and saw his advertisement on Sunday nite.  After few sms and few attemps to nego, which i decline to turunkan price (not because i'm smart but because my husband tak bagi, if up to me i thought nak turunkan sikit as good gesture whc my husband think it's nonsense hehe).. the buyer paid the booking fee on thursday.  I always know that i wont have a problem to sell the house.  if i can fall in love with the house, i'm sure ramai lagi orang yg sentimental like me.  It just that i didnt expect that it will be snatch from the market so fast..not even a week and at our asking price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've proved the feeling does make a different kan..now if i sort of fall in love with this duplex, i'm sure in future akan ada orang yg akan feel that way kan ?? not that i want to buy it for investment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5789872655751816166?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5789872655751816166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5789872655751816166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5789872655751816166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5789872655751816166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/02/place-called-home.html' title='A place called home'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-391247025108509737</id><published>2010-01-27T19:00:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:34:29.634+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep the faith</title><content type='html'>Do u believe that kindness still exist ? I don't, and that's for quite sometimes already until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a late discussion yesterday since we have to finalize a board paper. Got a call by my youngest brother, Mi at close to 7pm. His motorbike chain broken on his way back and no nearby workshop at that area. Call my husband who's outstation in JB, since i dont know what to do. Expect him to resolve this kind of issues as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Mi an hour later, his back at home and since i was busy at work, didn't ask much. When i'm back home, he told me that apparently a stranger, fellow biker had help him. Together they tarik the bike to workshop and what really surprise me is since Mi only have $30 with him, that boy lent him another $40 to settle the workshop bill. Imagine a stranger, Mi said as young as him, so i assume he didnt have much money as well, out of kindness and trust to another human being can be so kind to a total stranger. $40 didnt seems big to me now..but when i was young, just started working and dont hv much money, that $40 is my 1 week meal money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such generous act did touch my heart. Now i do believe in pay it forward..a little act of kindness is infectious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that stranger, which you might not be anymore, bless your heart boy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-391247025108509737?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/391247025108509737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=391247025108509737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/391247025108509737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/391247025108509737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/01/keep-faith.html' title='Keep the faith'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3447071514994204465</id><published>2010-01-22T13:00:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:11:49.873+04:00</updated><title type='text'>For sale</title><content type='html'>Harley XL883 for sale.. u can get it for MYR75K cash, the biker excluded tapi can try to make an offer in case interested LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last unit in Malaysia lepas ni model dah discontinue dah..for collector memang sesuai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite merayu-rayu kat husband aku still tak dapat..Thought i look good on it..kan ?  rasa nak jual my car for ths babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S1lpazN1d-I/AAAAAAAABL0/x_5LN0_JMlQ/s1600-h/harley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429486734917597154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S1lpazN1d-I/AAAAAAAABL0/x_5LN0_JMlQ/s400/harley2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S1lpakKBU-I/AAAAAAAABLs/AeV1uaLcnvQ/s1600-h/harley1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429486730875065314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S1lpakKBU-I/AAAAAAAABLs/AeV1uaLcnvQ/s400/harley1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3447071514994204465?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3447071514994204465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3447071514994204465&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3447071514994204465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3447071514994204465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-sale.html' title='For sale'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S1lpazN1d-I/AAAAAAAABL0/x_5LN0_JMlQ/s72-c/harley2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7618488108107291936</id><published>2010-01-15T19:20:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T19:42:44.061+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty pleasure</title><content type='html'>pssttt.. i wanna tell u. last weekend i went crazy. Woke up early morning, by 9.30am out from the house.  Destination ? 1st is The Curve by 12noon, left the place with 3 paper bags. Next, The Gardens, can't remember the damage but got shoes that i wanted.  Reason ? don't know la, stress i guess. I haven't take leave since December and my schedule was really hectic. I can feel that my body and mind is really-really tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't work ths hard since my last company.  The company that i love the job, the money and frens but has to leave because i know if i continue there, i might be a divorcee after 6 mths married hahahaha, who can tahan if the wife has to work till late nite everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm eyeing for a Chanel bag. That's my dream besides an Hermes Birkin. If i get it, i'll stop buying handbags for the rest of my life.. can ahhh ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7618488108107291936?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7618488108107291936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7618488108107291936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7618488108107291936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7618488108107291936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/01/guilty-pleasure.html' title='Guilty pleasure'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7752315621973996256</id><published>2010-01-07T19:33:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:39:55.767+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tigress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S0X_sSyZ4SI/AAAAAAAABLk/YBH3NwpTviE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424022462660206882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S0X_sSyZ4SI/AAAAAAAABLk/YBH3NwpTviE/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy new year.. Can’t believe that time flies that fast.  Seems like only yesterday I returned from Dubai.  I asked myself, what is my achievement in 2009.  Seems like nothing.  GOD..that’s depressing. To think that I actually did nothing fruitful for the whole year.  Anyway, what bygone be bygone. Let’s start this new year with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve made a list of what I want to achieve this year and paste it at my workstation.  So I can remind myself of it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is tiger year.  Chinese horoscope stated that it won’t be a good year for a tiger like yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many of tiger characteristic in me. It is a sign of courage, a fearless and fiery fighter, optimistic, straightforward,  passionate and independent  which truly describe me.  While I can be quick tempered but considerate at the same time and most important is tiger are generally well liked because of their charming personalities..hehehe I definitely want to think that that’s true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh another tiger characteristic that truly describe me is “tiger like to spend money and also to share it, can be quite impulsive spenders because they know that they can always make more” hahahaha..spot-on rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the advice given to tigers are do not speculate or gamble, do not lend money and be patient at work.  Hope I will remember this :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7752315621973996256?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7752315621973996256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7752315621973996256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7752315621973996256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7752315621973996256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/01/tigress.html' title='The Tigress'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/S0X_sSyZ4SI/AAAAAAAABLk/YBH3NwpTviE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2833487616121443289</id><published>2010-01-05T05:39:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:44:38.953+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I gotta a feeling</title><content type='html'>Tonite memang good nite. Sky so bright. From bedroom windows, I can clearly see KLCC, KL Tower, TM Tower, Genting lights and best thing is Sunway colourful lightings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nite like this make me wanna go out and enjoy life, enjoy the freedom, enjoy the moment..forget about all those misery and sadness. Who says life is suck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2833487616121443289?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2833487616121443289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2833487616121443289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2833487616121443289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2833487616121443289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I gotta a feeling'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6399739332192102832</id><published>2009-12-08T09:52:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:28:10.774+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless the broken road</title><content type='html'>Today is all about emo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye?  Do you know that i was in love with a guy and the love is so deep that it still sadden me whenever i'm thinking of him.  I choose to end up our relationship.  I couldn't see our future together, can't see we grow old together.  Despite the love, i just have to let go.  True love doesn’t need to have a happy ending, because true love never ends. Letting go is one way of saying I love you.  Till this day, he always have a special place in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the other side, my husband is waiting for me.  His persistence truly paid off.  I can't deny that he is the best person for me.  I' so grateful that God blessed our broken road to lead us to a lifetime of happiness together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a lyric of Rascal Flatts bless the broken road here and in my playlist.  It specially dedicated ths to my sister. You will go thru the obstacle and find your true happiness..keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set out on a narrow way many years ago&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I would find true love along the broken road&lt;br /&gt;But I got lost a time or two&lt;br /&gt;Wiped my brow and kept pushing through&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every long lost dream lead me to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars&lt;br /&gt;Pointing me on my way into your loving arms&lt;br /&gt;This much I know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about the years I spent just passing through&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you&lt;br /&gt;But you just smile and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;You've been there you understand&lt;br /&gt;It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just rolling home&lt;br /&gt;Into my lover's arms&lt;br /&gt;This much I know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6399739332192102832?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6399739332192102832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6399739332192102832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6399739332192102832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6399739332192102832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/12/bless-broken-road.html' title='Bless the broken road'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2941975565286524986</id><published>2009-11-26T17:58:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:03:04.872+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila takbir bergema</title><content type='html'>Listening to takbir raya while preparing report that had to be presented to management next Monday and at the same time has to finalize HSEQ procedure for my new customer is so pathetic.  As if I got nothing better to do.  But that’s the fact I’m facing right now.  Is my job so important that my whole life have to circle around it ? I clearly know that the answer is no but I just hate being a loser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my boss said that I’m a perfectionist.  I told him I’m not..but I am a person who hate losing.  I always want to be the best.  I just can’t take it if people take me as average..average means sama saja with other people, a regular person who will lost in an organization of thousands of people..i need to differentiate myself.  And I’m a person who believe in performance and capability..no such thing as bodekking boss..just can’t do it.. i’m too honest and outspoken to do that, paling tepat too loudmouth.  So loudmouth person memang tak akan jadi kaki bodek yang terer sebab if boss look ugly I akan cakap dia look ugly ..how to bodek like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah terdivert cerita.  I’m just plain sad listening to takbir raya.  It’s been 3 years since I last celebrate Raya Qurban in Kelantan.  In ’06, mom went to Mecca so we didn’t go back since my younger brother and sisters are staying with me at that time  and last 2 years, I was in Dubai.  Thought this year husband and I can go back to Kelantan but with our work commitment, not able to do that until tomorrow.   After raya prayer baru balik Kelantan.  When we made that decision, I was sort of OK with it but tonite for the first time I felt like crying while listening to the takbir.  Being the eldest girl in the family, I always feel that it is my responsibility to go back home early to ensure all are OK, to ensure that my mom will not tiring herself cooking until she faint which has happened before..It’s not that I don’t trust my other siblings wud be able to handle things back at home, I just feel that I can do it better..typical me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway can’t wait to go home tomorrow.  Happy Eid Mubarak to all friends and families and enemies and ex lover hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my kiasu self..now tengah tension sebab the chess team is forcing me to join the KKP again next year.  Remember in my earlier post months back I told you that I jadi bidan terjun.  Since my result in the tournament is not bad for a first timer yang dah more than 10years didn’t touch the chess set, they want me to be in the team again and this time the KPI is 7.5/8 which means I have to win 7 and draw 1..Despite my emails stated that I will be very busy next year since 2 of my newly secured project will kick start at that time, it fell into deaf ears.  Itu la aku tak faham instead of finding solutions by carik replacement ker or train few other people yg dah ada, they simple refuse to listen to me.  They didn’t understand that thinking about chess pun dah buat aku stress.. of course I can be better than average if I train myself but the problem is aku tak minat and it’s difficult to do things that I don’t like.  Of course I can force myself but it will be stressful la .. my job dah stressful enough at ths moment I don’t need another stress.  I think I better pakat with my client that by June next year, we have to go to Pennsylvania to have the pre-loading meeting and monitor the execution of the first loading..itu lagi best kan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2941975565286524986?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2941975565286524986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2941975565286524986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2941975565286524986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2941975565286524986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/11/bila-takbir-bergema.html' title='Bila takbir bergema'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3575552382128339954</id><published>2009-11-24T15:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:06:42.185+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be dissapointed</title><content type='html'>I’ve told you that I was involved in something big at work kan.  Finally the material was presented to the management committee Thursday.  Outcome ? It’s a sad outcome.  Despite all the hardwork put in by the team members, decision made against it.  So finally, it’s going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually relieved. Despite trying to be supportive of the initiative, I just didn’t see how it will work out.  Been in the business long enough to know that with whatever people, process and system that we have now, it’s not enough to achieve what we want.  Anyway it’s easy for me to say since my portion in the company remain intact and in fact expanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I have always made a right decision career wise in my whole life.  Despite few failures and many lessons learnt, I am able to held my head high and say that I have achieved this and that.  Would I be able to sustain what I have accomplish today ? God know..  but I always believe that as long as I work sincerely and with full integrity, the path will be a smooth one. I just have to remind myself often on my mom’s advise “ company bayar gaji and kita kena kerja as what they expect and give full commitment..kalu tak buat semua duit itu jadi duit haram..tak berkat” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maunya tak takut fikir itu semua..just imagine makan duit haram whole life sebab malas kerja padahal integrity intact..better pegi makan rasuahkan..at least boleh jadi kayer senang-senang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3575552382128339954?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3575552382128339954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3575552382128339954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3575552382128339954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3575552382128339954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-be-dissapointed.html' title='Don&apos;t be dissapointed'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-897471153071941709</id><published>2009-10-12T17:30:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:34:52.512+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/StMwLjXndrI/AAAAAAAABLc/1wEY20mbNf4/s1600-h/Picture1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391706153923606194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/StMwLjXndrI/AAAAAAAABLc/1wEY20mbNf4/s400/Picture1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't decide.  Should i or should i not ? what do u think ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-897471153071941709?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/897471153071941709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=897471153071941709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/897471153071941709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/897471153071941709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/10/should-i.html' title='Should I ????'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/StMwLjXndrI/AAAAAAAABLc/1wEY20mbNf4/s72-c/Picture1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5061980010595690610</id><published>2009-10-05T12:07:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:18:54.354+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Room with a view</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Ssmrpm_r2cI/AAAAAAAABLU/iMrLBFmdb5c/s1600-h/05102009116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027160456157634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Ssmrpm_r2cI/AAAAAAAABLU/iMrLBFmdb5c/s400/05102009116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today aku macam a bit melancholy + ada few Sukhoi tengah practise or apa ntah, so i have time to look out of my window. So inilah view yang aku dok tengok everyday but i'm sort of didn't really see it before since i was so busy with works . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only today i really look and realized that i have a very nice view from my office. View yang if base on property $$, it's millions of RM. My desk if facing windows and I can see KL Tower, KLCC and Berjaya Times Square from this window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah sometimes working too hard is not good, people tend to forgot to enjoy life. All these small things are important and does matter. When others are dreaming to have the view from the windows that i'm having now, how come i didn't value it ?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5061980010595690610?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5061980010595690610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5061980010595690610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5061980010595690610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5061980010595690610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/10/room-with-view.html' title='Room with a view'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Ssmrpm_r2cI/AAAAAAAABLU/iMrLBFmdb5c/s72-c/05102009116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4630059262520988128</id><published>2009-09-28T09:24:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T09:29:46.003+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Undangan open house</title><content type='html'>Ini aku baru dapat email from my fren..think it quite hilarious..but baguskan straight forward.  majlis aku suker aku la nak jemput sape..hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai kengkawan yg dihormati sekelian, memandangkan budget tahun agak tidak mengizinkan, (baby baru lahir, rumah baru pindah and renovate, bonus siket!, increment tak seberapa), sudila kiranya dijemput menghadiri makan2 sket (adalah hidangan aqiqah kambing hero saya yg baru lahir tu) di alamat berikut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please RSVP by the xxx  so that I can make the necessary arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada yg tak dijemput, tak yah la tolong war-warkan… memang saya pilih jemputan saya…. Sebab tu tak mention Open House, tapi jemputan makan raya. Jadi, harap2 kengkawan tak yah sibuk tanya pada yg tak dijemput eh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap maklum dan sekian terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak! Tarikh dan waktu lupa nak sebut….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4630059262520988128?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4630059262520988128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4630059262520988128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4630059262520988128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4630059262520988128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/09/undangan-open-house.html' title='Undangan open house'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-950047069018488890</id><published>2009-09-16T10:18:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:22:37.593+04:00</updated><title type='text'>We won</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SrCDi9UTIdI/AAAAAAAABLM/YkhsEFT53ec/s1600-h/14092009532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381946191306236370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SrCDi9UTIdI/AAAAAAAABLM/YkhsEFT53ec/s400/14092009532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 2 years lost it to Finance, we finally got back the best office Raya deco..Not because of me since i'm now station in KL but because of the girls effort. Bagus2..keep up the good work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-950047069018488890?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/950047069018488890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=950047069018488890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/950047069018488890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/950047069018488890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-won.html' title='We won'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SrCDi9UTIdI/AAAAAAAABLM/YkhsEFT53ec/s72-c/14092009532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2567671209596367602</id><published>2009-09-16T03:27:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T03:39:41.708+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Dear Frens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari raya aidil fitri dan kemaafan dipohon jika ada kesalahan..  enjoy yr raya and holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sedih tak dapat cuti early as ada meeting sampai jumaat, gilerkan sapa yg buat meeting on that day.  yesterday, i told my colleagues, bila aku dah jadi President of ths company, aku nak balas dendam by calling them meeting masa anak nak nikah ker, masa depa raya ker..baru tau macam mana rasa..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. flight ticket to KB semua dah habis, i'm in waiting list.  kalu tak dapat macam mana ? drive back ker ? imagine the traffic..mesti 15jam dalam keta..ingat jer pun terus rasa nak pengsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kuih raya ? finally got it from Ampang Point..cantik &amp;amp; sedap, tapi cepatnya habis.  there's 1 cookies yg my husband suka, the week after aku pi nak beli lagi , dah habis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. hope would be able to sampai kampung by saturday morning, so aku dapat buka puasa kat rumah mak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. before that, have make sure all materials are ready for group mc meeting a week after raya.  VP2 ni apsal la choose date for meeting after raya. kesian la kat staff2 nanti masa raya pun mesti kerna buat kerja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2567671209596367602?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2567671209596367602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2567671209596367602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2567671209596367602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2567671209596367602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat hari Raya'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-338569175603475286</id><published>2009-09-10T14:18:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:21:22.908+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SqjS0paX8-I/AAAAAAAABLE/Jz0Zbkg8N00/s1600-h/thirsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379781556805563362" style="WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SqjS0paX8-I/AAAAAAAABLE/Jz0Zbkg8N00/s400/thirsy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SqjSqN6uIbI/AAAAAAAABK8/Qlu0x7Uw4xs/s1600-h/thirsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari ini memang sangat thirsty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-338569175603475286?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/338569175603475286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=338569175603475286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/338569175603475286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/338569175603475286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-ini-memang-sangat-thirsty.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SqjS0paX8-I/AAAAAAAABLE/Jz0Zbkg8N00/s72-c/thirsy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-9180270334051079602</id><published>2009-08-27T16:45:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:48:13.776+04:00</updated><title type='text'>No B.E.P for Muslims</title><content type='html'>Lepas baca ni terus nak menangis..I lurvveeee BEP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia bars Muslims from Black Eyed Peas concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUALA LUMPUR, Malaysia - Malaysia's government has barred Muslims from a concert by U.S. hip-hop stars the Black Eyed Peas next month because the event is organized by Irish beer giant Guinness, an official said .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malaysian show's official Web site said "the party is only open to non-Muslims aged 18 years and above." Previous major pop concerts in Malaysia, including one by the Black Eyed Peas in 2007, have always been open to Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Muslims cannot attend. Non-Muslims can go and have fun," an official at the Ministry of Information, Communication and Culture told The Associated Press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not immediately clear how the ban on Muslims will be enforced. Concert organizers did not immediately respond to a request for comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-9180270334051079602?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/9180270334051079602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=9180270334051079602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/9180270334051079602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/9180270334051079602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-bep-for-muslims.html' title='No B.E.P for Muslims'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5875535158448561229</id><published>2009-08-26T14:45:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:05:28.172+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Berpuasa Semua</title><content type='html'>Today dah 5th day puasa.  I would like to wish all friends and family selamat berpuasa.  Semoga segala amalan kita diterima yang Maha Esa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam busy la pulak bulan puasa ths year.  yesterday on day trip to Kerteh.  Usually kalu travel to Eastern memang aku drive saja but this time since it's a last minute arrangement by my colleague and since it's only 1 meeting decided to take Firefly direct to Kerteh.  resultnya ? masa boarding, the plane 3 kali termati engine..hahaha so imagine la my feeling. semua ayat Quran aku baca siap doa and everything. dah la tak sempat solat Subuh since flight at 6.30am, aku keluar rumah at 5.30 tak masuk waktu and by the time aku check-in dah terus kena boarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end we have a smooth flight, the take off and landing memang smooth giler, mesti pilot yg terer.  Balik at 6.20pm from Kerteh, resultnya horrror. Air pockets, clouds all journey, and masa landing it's very rough, nak termuntah aku. turun kapal terbang terus pening. Tak larat rasa nak drive balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 3 weeks i'll become inspector police ..yup la sebab now in the midst of buat audit for customer satisfaction level. so far semua complaints saja..habis la korang sumer bila report keluar nanti.  Ada la yg kena pegi training setahun nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem..office aku tak ada orang nak jual kuih raya ths year. so till now, aku belum order kueh lagi pun..macam mana ni. have to call Shima and ask her..Minah Singgah tu mesti ada kaki punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya..terlupa. i'm under pressure now.  hubby sort of force me to pakai tudung..tapi aku tak ready ..how laaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5875535158448561229?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5875535158448561229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5875535158448561229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5875535158448561229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5875535158448561229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/08/selamat-berpuasa-semua.html' title='Selamat Berpuasa Semua'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7256841488659748482</id><published>2009-08-13T16:57:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:03:43.083+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My club !!</title><content type='html'>Ths week memang lazy week for me. No mood to work since i found out about the issues i wrote in my last entry.  But despite lazy-lazy pun still have to finish all works, work goes on just not as efficient as my normal self lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i got few good news today, our merit aka performance bonus will be in by tomorrow, the increment by end of ths mth (curious on the percentage hmmm) so mokcik kayo hahahha *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i dont want to talk about all above here.  Since ths week a non productive week for me kan, i spend time browsing thru the web, checking things for fun.  Since i'm quite into cars nowadays, i checked fews owners club site.  At first i onlt look at few mid range car punya owner's club..then getting more curious and start checking almost all car makers that i can think of. LOL.  5 days checking and before i started to get addicted i conclude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  There are so many people yang suka berforum in internet, age doesnt matter.  1 of the high end range car club, most of the forumers are above 35 yrs old (i know since they hv event gallery with their names to it) and yet they have something to say every other minutes.  Thought only young cikus saja suka berforum.. huh.. U guys don't know how to use email mehhh ???..hahahha u ols must be curious now kan..let me give u a clue, the brand is 5 letters and it's for life..go figure LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Some of clubs are really professional.  They only share infos and updates about their beloved carmakers. No nonsense other things are discussed in their forum..they keep their private thought privately..  clue ??  my ultimate driving machine la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Few clubs, there's no discussion on the technical or the car capabilities pun. All topics are about cars for sale even skim cepat kaya pun ada hahahaha..that's real funny.  check out our second nation's pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the list can go on and on and on but since i have to finish up my materials for tomorrrow meeting i  stop here, otherwise sampai pagi la kerja.  ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7256841488659748482?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7256841488659748482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7256841488659748482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7256841488659748482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7256841488659748482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-club.html' title='My club !!'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2783260957825648844</id><published>2009-08-12T07:03:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:19:37.301+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas nak layan orang gila</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed and when i'm pissed i tend to start my nonsense rambling.  My current work is so stressful that when i heard that people mengumpat about me i feel very upset.  usually i will just brush it off.  yelah nobody perfect and some people they are so free they like to gossips around.  malas nak layan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm pissed and upset and errr.. i'm trying to find the exact words to describe my feeling but can't think of any.  Anyway, inilah orang melayu..i didnt generalize melayu semua sama OK..but in my current workplace ramai yang perangai gini..memang aku cannot stand it.  It's my nature, i says things that i think.  i'm opinionated but not necesary i'm right.  i accept that fact.  i'm stubborn but not that stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when i'm involve with a project at a corporate level, i found out that some of my team members is upset whenever i gave comments about their research findings. Said that i want to tunjuk pandai la, berlagak la.. what the hell..NO wonder la.. i realized in many meetings i've attended, communication is only by the person and the boss.  nobody else said anything.  the person present the materials to the boss and only boss gave comments.  others juts kept quiet. no wonder la the company is in such a bad state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me that the first week i joined the project, one of the sr management called me after the meeting and apologize if i'm hurt with some of his comments made during the weekly meeting.  I'm like huh ??? Told him i'm OK. I can accept criticism and i take it as a challenge to improve.  hey normal la how can we improve unless we listen to criticism, take it positively and improve.  Aku tak paham betul la orang yg cannot accept kritikan nih.. apa dia ingat dia tu perfect ker terrer sangat sampai semua orang tak boleh comment.  eventhough questions asked are valid..&lt;br /&gt;Kalu cannot accept critic pegi la dok dalam hutan sorang2 dengan monyet..mesti tak ada org criticss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2783260957825648844?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2783260957825648844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2783260957825648844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2783260957825648844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2783260957825648844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/08/malas-nak-layan-orang-gila.html' title='Malas nak layan orang gila'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4839204154593452822</id><published>2009-08-10T12:41:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:39:57.527+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Remembering Juna</title><content type='html'>I got to know that one of my childhood friend just pass away due to breast cancer. My mom told me that. Asking me whether i still remember Zuraini. of course i remember Juna, tht's what we all called her. I told mom of course i remember and the rest of the class as well since she's the first fren yang kawin. Nothing special rite but in Juna case it's special because she got married when she was 15. Yup, that's when we were in Form 3, study for our SRP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember at that time memang heboh satu kelas, Juna kena paksa kawin by her dad sebab kantoi dating belakang rumah. In typical Kelantanese kampong, jumpa anak dating malam-malam is a big deal, eventhough baru pukul 8 lebih. No dad can tolerate such thing in kelantan those days..and mind you i'm still young OK so those days tu not so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost contact thereafter.  My mom did sampaikan salam dia to me as and when they bump into each others.  Mom said Juna meniaga kat pasar but i never have a chance to meet her, never during my short trip back eventhough quite few no. of times aku pi pasar teman mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i heard the news, sadness did wash over me.  I do not know if she's having a good life or not but i do pray for her.  Looking back, i just can't help wondering what will happen to her if she didnt marry that early.  She's smart kid, as smart as i am.  if i can be in the position i am now, i'm sure she can as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's fate.  With that, breast cancer had taken away 2 frens of mine at this young age.  Alfatihah to Juna and Olin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4839204154593452822?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4839204154593452822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4839204154593452822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4839204154593452822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4839204154593452822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/08/remembering-juna.html' title='Remembering Juna'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5937905687161526097</id><published>2009-08-09T13:30:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:02:59.079+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I'm not a superwoman</title><content type='html'>It's been quite sometimes since i last wrote here. Time flies so fast i didnt even realize that it's been a month. I dont even realize that now is already August. The year almost end and yet i didnt have any achievement in my life.. sad huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy lately with work. For people who know me will knew that whenever i'm super busy, i will easily burnt out. Emotionally unstable, tetiba sedih la, tetiba upset la, sometimes without any reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was removed from my dept and was selected to involve in a very important task force. Huh, at first i thought WTH..but when i was briefed that the task force is reported directly the President, then i know how important it is lah. I can't talk much about this since it's highly confidential. What i want to talk about is how stressful i am since i'm involve with ths project. Yelah, i'm so kiasu i want to be the best in everything that i do, i can accept criticism and comments but at the same time i make sure i improved so i do not received the same comment thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first 1 month doing that project i'm trying to be superwoman. Siang malam kerja, weekend pun sama. Kesian my husband, aku tak ada masa nak layan dia. Luckily every weekdays nite dia pegi gym so when he back at 10.30, i just prepare hot drink for him and i can continue with my work. At first i feel OK la, very stress but thought i can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now come to 2nd months, i started to get tired of this lifestyle or i shud say this no life of mine. Seriously, i cannot tahan. My life only involve 2 aspect, 1 is work until late nite or until everybody want to go back so i have to leave as well since aku ni penakut (trust me Dayabumi memang banyak benda yang pelik2 hahaha) and when i reach home, i continue working until midnite. It's been months since i last went out with friends. I can't even remember when was the last time i went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, i conclude that i'm not a superwoman. I dont have to be a kiasu girl like i used to be when i was single. I got other commitment now. My life is not circle around my job only. I have other life as well. I NEED to have the other life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, boss, don't get angry. I can only do my level best. i want to be excellent but not super excellent, i just don't have enough enery for that anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5937905687161526097?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5937905687161526097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5937905687161526097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5937905687161526097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5937905687161526097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-quite-sometimes-since-i-last.html' title='I&apos;m not a superwoman'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4001633754297366682</id><published>2009-07-01T16:29:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:55:06.369+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Again</title><content type='html'>well well well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm backkk.. huh.  now finally my life settled quite fine, i can start writing again.  what to write ?? soooo many things.. but since i'm the queen of simplicity, i'll make a long story short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - we have had a family vacation minus 1 sibling.  it was quite sometimes since 7 of us sit together as a family.  so despite of Beja not able to make it, we just go ahead with the plan.  and fun did we have.  i can see happiness in my mom's eyes.  dah lama anak2 dia tak berkumpul even masa raya, ada yg balik dulu, ada yg balik later, so dah lama tak ada get together session. eventhough we keep updates thru emails tapi itu not counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - i'm participating in KKP tht stand for Karnival Keluarga Petronas. Itu yearly event and i never bother with it before.  But ths time since i kena jadi bidan terjun for woman chess representing maritime , OK la join saja.  So after more than 10 years, i finally touch the chess set again..hahahha resultnyer..huh not to bad for first timer and conclusionnya, ladies players memang tak terrer lansung.  i was told yang every year org yg sama saja main so aku pun puzzle apsal still tak pandai lagi..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - i've just change something biggggg.. so now commitment makin bertambah. wah hopefully my increment ths year can cover the cost lerr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th - June is an extremely busy month for me, so now it's over i can give a breath of relief.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell u what's happening in office in netx post.  macam-macam ada..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4001633754297366682?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4001633754297366682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4001633754297366682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4001633754297366682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4001633754297366682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-again.html' title='Hi Again'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3908552247262147047</id><published>2009-06-05T18:47:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:03:34.046+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yup yup yup..  i know i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys out there dont hv to remind me.. i know dah lama didnt write here..i'm just too busy and too lazy to write.. ave u heard of brain drain ??? tht's what happene to me now.. i'm brain drain.. can't think properly.. so hushhhh.. i'll write when i feel like it.. ok ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3908552247262147047?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3908552247262147047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3908552247262147047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3908552247262147047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3908552247262147047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/06/yup-yup-yup.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1671683984415551710</id><published>2009-05-16T17:58:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:59:27.570+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of ex Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>I didn't think it was actually possible to be a shopaholic, I thought I was just bad with money. However, when my life has been the most stressful, I have always run up to shopping complex.  I am obsessed with spending money and shopping. Its not that i don't know how to stop, it just the way I am. My husband pays all of our bills and all other expenses but yet my life saving is not much. I am so glad that we have not merged our money to date, because we would have nothing if I had access to it..hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I watch Oprah and she’s talking to American’s most thriftiest mom.  There’s some lesson learnt. Shopaholic is a recognised addiction.  It’s hard to break but it’s not impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me list down what the American’s thriftiest mom did to save money:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.     List down all the items before go out to malls – check whether it’s necessity or just a pleasure to have&lt;br /&gt;2.     Shop only during sales. You will be amazed by end of the year, how much money can be save by doing this.&lt;br /&gt;3.     Always compare price, buy groceries at the cheapest place&lt;br /&gt;4.     Pay bills on time – if u cannot pay bills that means u not suppose to have money to shop.&lt;br /&gt;5.     Throw all yr plastics. Credit card memang menyusahkan. U tend to overspent.  So if u can’t control yr spending, use cash. Bila cash habis, no more shopping ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have problem to save money before. It’s because whenever I try to save money I refrain myself from doing things that I like.  Now I realize that is not the right way doing it. I mean how long can I refrain myself from entertain and pampering myself.  I just had to be smart in doing it.  American thriftiest mom is so right.  We can splash now and then but yet still save money. Like in KL, there’s always opening promotion la or anniversary promotion la, mother’s day promotion la.  So instead of sign up for a course in Spa or facial, go for the shop which is in offer.  And I’m thinking if facial how, I use different product but last week I did some research and I’m amazed that I can find 3 beauty centre who is carrying a well known expensive brand  is on promotion.  Instead of paying $300 like I normally did for facial I can do the exact same thing for only $69. Huh.. Same thing for hair care and spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually saving money is not so difficult at all.  I just need to put some effort and research. Well I hope this finding will give me a satisfying, enjoyable and balanced life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1671683984415551710?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1671683984415551710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1671683984415551710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1671683984415551710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1671683984415551710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/05/confession-of-ex-shopaholic.html' title='Confession of ex Shopaholic'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7116959546351181820</id><published>2009-05-08T13:54:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:29:14.195+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>&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&gt;Finally after 2 years planning, my department berjaya jugak did our family day. Of course la since CEO *tht's stand for Chief Event Organizer* gila kuasa dah balik from Dubai. Nak harapkan budak2 ni hampeh.. Apparently they do miss me a lot.. Since CEO gila kuasa kena posting ke Dubai, depa punya events dok takat stage borak2 masa teh tarik saja but resultnyer tarak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since now CEO gila kuasa dah back to HQ, so busy la dept ni with macam2 aktiviti esp karaoke since organizer kan karaoke queen despite that suara macam katak hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGgxK8CPI/AAAAAAAABEI/ev0LY-sVpBc/s1600-h/BSD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333395018738305266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGgxK8CPI/AAAAAAAABEI/ev0LY-sVpBc/s320/BSD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staffs, spouses and kids - Business Solutions &amp;amp; Development team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB6scawNI/AAAAAAAABDo/1oVj-sMndG4/s1600-h/P5028515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333389966587904210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB6scawNI/AAAAAAAABDo/1oVj-sMndG4/s320/P5028515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My comittee member in red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB6-8m1zI/AAAAAAAABDw/dABN2lIC9ec/s1600-h/P5028594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333389971554752306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB6-8m1zI/AAAAAAAABDw/dABN2lIC9ec/s320/P5028594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB6dutw9I/AAAAAAAABDg/yvBl3HCbkxs/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333389962638115794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB6dutw9I/AAAAAAAABDg/yvBl3HCbkxs/s320/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak2 paling seronok that day since hadiah depa macam2..Masa ni la sapa2 yg ramai anak tu untung besar. Ada yang sampai kena tumpang keta org lain bawak barang ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHlMjX7UI/AAAAAAAABE4/klvCi6qXkJI/s1600-h/P5028887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333396194319658306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHlMjX7UI/AAAAAAAABE4/klvCi6qXkJI/s320/P5028887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHlcJD_yI/AAAAAAAABFA/FXeQCuvyur4/s1600-h/P5028827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333396198504267554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHlcJD_yI/AAAAAAAABFA/FXeQCuvyur4/s320/P5028827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHloLGXtI/AAAAAAAABFQ/o1RDfWsRfHg/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333396201734037202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHloLGXtI/AAAAAAAABFQ/o1RDfWsRfHg/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHlZD7z9I/AAAAAAAABFI/e8rELLsvvck/s1600-h/P5039363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333396197677453266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHlZD7z9I/AAAAAAAABFI/e8rELLsvvck/s320/P5039363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB7GF2EwI/AAAAAAAABD4/fFXbiMuisHg/s1600-h/P5028722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333389973472547586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB7GF2EwI/AAAAAAAABD4/fFXbiMuisHg/s320/P5028722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHk5DtVTI/AAAAAAAABEw/qQj1i8YfozI/s1600-h/P5028652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333396189086569778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQHk5DtVTI/AAAAAAAABEw/qQj1i8YfozI/s320/P5028652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing before beraksi. ahaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhM7nE-I/AAAAAAAABEY/lO_rfM0IPm8/s1600-h/P5029224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333395026190210018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhM7nE-I/AAAAAAAABEY/lO_rfM0IPm8/s320/P5029224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini the actual karaoke queen - suara tak boley lawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhS9BGnI/AAAAAAAABEg/V-Or_IPmkBA/s1600-h/P5029052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333395027806722674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhS9BGnI/AAAAAAAABEg/V-Or_IPmkBA/s320/P5029052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhgiBrTI/AAAAAAAABEo/8_bMtw3_7DU/s1600-h/P5028997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333395031451610418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhgiBrTI/AAAAAAAABEo/8_bMtw3_7DU/s320/P5028997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhCe9YtI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Vm3Mpj0hFNk/s1600-h/P5039417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333395023385682642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGhCe9YtI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Vm3Mpj0hFNk/s320/P5039417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB7SxUIwI/AAAAAAAABEA/R9m7Wq7v6Is/s1600-h/P5039485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333389976876098306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQB7SxUIwI/AAAAAAAABEA/R9m7Wq7v6Is/s320/P5039485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying fox yang ramai kecut2 perut before buat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have lots of fun that day..Semua suka .errr maybe ada yg tak suka jugak kot but who berani complaint to CEO giler kuasa..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7116959546351181820?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7116959546351181820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7116959546351181820&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7116959546351181820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7116959546351181820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-day.html' title='Family Day'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SgQGgxK8CPI/AAAAAAAABEI/ev0LY-sVpBc/s72-c/BSD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5328326839786257247</id><published>2009-05-06T16:19:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:00:52.969+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green eyed monster</title><content type='html'>Today memang an "exciting" day.  Started in the morning when only while parked my car at the office basement realized that i forgot to bring my laptop..huh furthermore today is my appraisal day, all data in that laptop..matilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected by mid morning, boss called. it's my turn for the appraisal.  Lucky me since system ada sikit problem tadi, i am spared.  we'll continue tomorrow hahahha i felt quite lucky by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While busy with works, one of my colleague Mrs N datang bergossip with me and one of my staff came trotting..rupa2nya to defend herself.  Here's the story ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our family day last weekend, there's a session for flying fox for sapa2 yang nak buat.  So ada one colleague ni let's call her Mrs A, her husband Mr A decided to joined the session.  Mrs A since dia penakut decided not to join and just lepak tunggu kat bawah, landing spot.  Nothing bad happened everybody enjoyed themselves semua happy2 and of coz ada yg takut2 and gelak2..but overall semua fun.  Come today, timbul cerita that there'a another colleague let's called her Ms S try to flirt with Mr A during the session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So itu la gossipnya..patutla aku nampak pagi2 depa dah dok soksek soksek rupanya ada cerita menarik.  My staff tu terus cakap that it wasn't her yang start the gossip. Mrs A asked her and she just answer since she said that it's not proper for Ms S to sit nearby Mr A.  BUT at the same time she also told me in secrecy (means not to tell anybody else which i'm telling now since i quite pissed with ths whole thing) that Mr A try to mesra2 with her sister during the weekend but her sister avoids him.  What's that ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since aku busy today, tak sempat really give piece of my mind. Just told them not to be nasi tambah..memandai2 tambah cerita.  This kind of things can be very serious.  Women jealousy has no boundary.  macam-macam boleh jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now i want to give pieces of my mind which :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gedik girls senang nampak.  if they are gediks and like to flirt with everybody, it's rather obvious.  Ms S can be a bit manja sometimes but she's not gedik.  And i seriously dont think that she will flirt with her colleague husband (esp within same dept which we are quite close to each others)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There's different view from different people.  Most of the people when asked said that they didnt notice if there's any flirting happened. There's only 1 or 2 people who said that she's flirting.  So ?? My take.. different people, different opinion.  people with open mind and unjudgemental will said nothing happened.  people who is a bit conservative and judgemental will say that it's too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's easy to blame other girl.  I asked my staff, why she didnt tell Mrs A that Mr A try to mesra with her sister ?? Since when, when man flirt it's OK but if a girl flirt, she's a slut ??  excuse my language people..i'm too lazy to think of better words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I blame to sapa2 yang bawak cerita ni. Yes maybe there's something but what if there's nothing.. what if nothing really happened up there, just a young girl getting excited doing new thing for the first time with a bunch of new people that she just got to know and try to be nice to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. if it's me..i will asked Ms S for clarification.  if i think she's too much, i will said so.  Just tell straight to her face that i dont like that she's talking to my husband in over frendly manner. Case close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short &amp;amp; especially too exciting to be jealous of anyone and what they possess. As for me , I only live my life and don't seek out to live someone elses. I always give my honest opinions and try to be as fair as possible.  And i've learned not to be judmental.   So keep rolling your eyes people because everytime you do... I know I've done something right!! hahahaha (I'm such an ass!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5328326839786257247?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5328326839786257247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5328326839786257247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5328326839786257247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5328326839786257247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/05/green-eyed-monster.html' title='Green eyed monster'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3238383233476985121</id><published>2009-05-01T19:15:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:35:23.999+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little less conversation</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since i last wrote here. I havent been good keeping every one updated on various happening of my life. Not that they are interested anyway hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what can i say, old habit hard to die. I'm always like this whenever i'm busy with works, every thing else become less important and that's including personal life. Always wanted to change it but like i said old habit hard to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my department is going to have our family day. Since i'm the PM for ths event, memang la super busy ths few days. Tambahan all my staffs are not in the office ths week, outstations la, attend conference la, MC la so memang la pening kepala boss. We are lucky that the resort make all the arrangement and coordinate the event so we dont have to think too much, just settle the goody bags and prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope the event go well so nobody will complaints..not that people dare to do that..i found out that apparently my colleagues are scared of me hahhahah.. am i that fierce ker ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3238383233476985121?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3238383233476985121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3238383233476985121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3238383233476985121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3238383233476985121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-less-conversation.html' title='Little less conversation'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-122731297776515018</id><published>2009-04-23T18:24:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:35:56.321+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Story</title><content type='html'>Today when i reached home from work, got a shock of my life. Lampu rumah, tingkap semua terbuka. Since my husband is outstation and i just talked to him while driving back i'm sure it's not him.  My sister and brother alway call or sms before they come.  So u can imagine why i'm scared and quite reluctant to step into the house until i saw a familiar helmet belong to my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengok2 masa tu di downstairs buang sampah for me.  Rupa-rupanya datang rumah nak mengadu nasib.  My brother study in ITM and share a terrace house with another 9 boys. His house in Shah Alam, Sect 7 was rob that morning.  Semua HP. laptop and cash kena curi.  That's why la dia datang senyap2, no Hp to call me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was home since 6 + waiting and praying for me to come back early.  of coz la bila ada masalah he's looking for me, aku kan banker dia.  Luckily hari ni awal sikit, by 8 i've reached home.  Anyway, kita bersyukur sebab the thieves didnt take all the motorbike..Kalu tak mesti semua budak2 tu menangis teruk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-122731297776515018?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/122731297776515018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=122731297776515018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/122731297776515018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/122731297776515018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-story.html' title='Sad Story'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3447129112611012553</id><published>2009-04-20T04:14:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:30:26.173+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baru ada masa nak story about my trip to KK.  What a fun trip.  Eventhough ramai but since all of us respect each others interest so we manage to see and do what everybody wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_D3CavmI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/yRWN0RdPGFM/s1600-h/IMG_2378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326561057330347618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_D3CavmI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/yRWN0RdPGFM/s320/IMG_2378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rombongan mak "chick" kiah ke KK with the driver - Tahir..our colleague yg jaga one of our project kat sana.  Sian mamat tu dah dekat nak setahun kat sana and maybe kena further extend if current project tu ada diversion. Thanks to Tahir, semua tempat we ols dapat pegi dengan jayanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_E9h1htI/AAAAAAAAA2o/eVvGBDrSatg/s1600-h/IMG_2297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326561076252608210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_E9h1htI/AAAAAAAAA2o/eVvGBDrSatg/s320/IMG_2297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini dekat Mt. Kinabalu park. Most of the climber will start their climbing from this Timpohon gate.  Unfortunately masa we ols sampai it started to rain so x dapek ler nak camwhoring banyak2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_Ev3QbpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ntsb3fUiqIo/s1600-h/IMG_2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326561072584355474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_Ev3QbpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ntsb3fUiqIo/s320/IMG_2312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaya Street Market where they sell all the cheap stuff..tapi tak banyak choice ler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_EKVVlcI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/phjlpDmwN14/s1600-h/IMG_2363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326561062509974978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_EKVVlcI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/phjlpDmwN14/s320/IMG_2363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manukan Jetty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_Dg3c8FI/AAAAAAAAA2I/rZQvqIb-60E/s1600-h/n683423561_1578948_4351061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326561051378774098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_Dg3c8FI/AAAAAAAAA2I/rZQvqIb-60E/s320/n683423561_1578948_4351061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we started to plan our next makchick kiah holiday..destination ?? rahsia..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3447129112611012553?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3447129112611012553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3447129112611012553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3447129112611012553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3447129112611012553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/baru-ada-masa-nak-story-about-my-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Seu_D3CavmI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/yRWN0RdPGFM/s72-c/IMG_2378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3797839718890729987</id><published>2009-04-10T15:06:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:33:53.809+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Success Story ???</title><content type='html'>My company is going to have a CSR in one of the school in Selangor tomorrow. Sapa2 yang tak tau, CSR is corporate social responsibility. Since our last financial year (event yang ni kira terlambat sikit) CSR theme is Youth development makanya we are concentrating on schools student development. Dah macam2 event dah whole company separated by OPUs buat. Sapa2 rajin baca paper or masuk website company aku mesti nampak cerita2 pasal CSR ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my story, this time i was appointed as 1 of the speaker during sharing session. I was asked to share my success stories. Tapikan the problem is i dont think i'm that successful. I'm too young to be that successful. All successful people suppose to be older than 35 unless your parent kaya raya yang boleh bagi jalan to be young, rich and successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think myself as biasa-biasa saja. Yes i'm doing quite well for my age but so as many others.. There's a person who had asked me before what made me who i am now..fyi, he look at me as one successful lady, above average compared to others.. and i remeber i told him that i'm not that successful, there are so many things that i have yet to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has made me thinking, had i stayed in my previous company, i'll be the no. 3 in the ranking and mind you it is a huge international company.. no regret though, who can tahan kerja like mad. no personal life at all. at that time, my life is my work. if continue husband mana can tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing this ..i still have no idea what i'm going to talk about tomorrow hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3797839718890729987?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3797839718890729987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3797839718890729987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3797839718890729987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3797839718890729987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-success-story.html' title='My Success Story ???'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-632491384332701069</id><published>2009-04-03T16:41:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:53:36.441+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Land Below the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SdYEIwmpsbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/nutTL94SQ-c/s1600-h/2264796-Travel_Picture-Kota_Kinabalu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320444558317302194" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SdYEIwmpsbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/nutTL94SQ-c/s320/2264796-Travel_Picture-Kota_Kinabalu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After 2 mths planning, finally the day come.  Tomorrow i'm going to Sabah with another 11 friends.  It all started when my colleagues started planning to travel and all sort of ideas came up, Bandung la, Jakarta la, Bangkok la, Hong Kong la, Langkawi la. The destination change every hour.  we sort of like desperate to go somewhere..anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when MAS advertise of their low fare, the morning the advertisement came out, we check the internet and after checking fare and everything, decided that we are going to BKI.  How much is our fare ?? MYR 138/person return including tax. that's almost like 20% of original fare.  even cheaper than Air Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my bag is pack and i'm ready to go. I'm sure we'll have great fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-632491384332701069?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/632491384332701069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=632491384332701069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/632491384332701069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/632491384332701069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/land-below-wind.html' title='Land Below the Wind'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SdYEIwmpsbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/nutTL94SQ-c/s72-c/2264796-Travel_Picture-Kota_Kinabalu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6174655285510796082</id><published>2009-03-30T08:19:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:29:21.287+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SdBIY5ntW_I/AAAAAAAAA14/FxKVqxTEOzg/s1600-h/MV5BMTMyMjgyMDIyM15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjg3MjAyMg%40%40__V1__SX95_SY140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318830752545987570" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SdBIY5ntW_I/AAAAAAAAA14/FxKVqxTEOzg/s320/MV5BMTMyMjgyMDIyM15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjg3MjAyMg%40%40__V1__SX95_SY140_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Saturday I went to watch movie – Knowing starring Nicholas Cage. Dah lama sangat tak tengok wayang. Usually it’s 1 of husband and I punya aktiviti bila dah tak ada benda lain nak buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to 1 utama and since dah lama tak pegi, GSC theatre pun dah lupa kat mana hahahaha. Anyway, I chose Knowing sebab nampak trailer dia macam OK saja and I like Nick Cage, without further checking on the story terus beli tiket. So the verdict is OK-OK saja la. My husband even tertido-tido sebab boring. It’s about premonition and end of the world thingy plus aliens and a little bit of suspense here and there. Tapi if u ask me, tak tengok pun tak apa. My rating for it is just 2.5 ** saja.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6174655285510796082?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6174655285510796082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6174655285510796082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6174655285510796082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6174655285510796082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/03/knowing.html' title='Knowing'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SdBIY5ntW_I/AAAAAAAAA14/FxKVqxTEOzg/s72-c/MV5BMTMyMjgyMDIyM15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjg3MjAyMg%40%40__V1__SX95_SY140_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6644815835606155600</id><published>2009-03-28T06:06:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:07:48.180+04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the fight begin...</title><content type='html'>Ths few days ni memang I hate my boss day..  macam-macam hal. It started with tak jadi pindah office which all of us memang really hope that we will move out sebab office sekarang memang too congested. And bila aku kena marah pasal administration things memang la aku tensen. Tambah lagi kena marah pasal account which is not mine. Anyway, colleague2 aku memang dah warn boss kita org ni pelik sikit. Since dia head ths dept masa aku pi Dubai so memang tak sempat nak kenal dia till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I regret choosing ths dept ? Not until that stage la since the experience and knowledge that I gain is more valuable dari kena marah dengan boss.  Lagipun I already choose my career path so better stick to it.  No pain no gain kan.. macam Karam Singh Walia said bersusah-susah dahulu bersenang-senang kemudian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6644815835606155600?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6644815835606155600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6644815835606155600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6644815835606155600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6644815835606155600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-fight-begin.html' title='And the fight begin...'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1944515223334587531</id><published>2009-03-18T21:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:43:52.272+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerful Eagle</title><content type='html'>Sekarang ni asyik busy saja.  Back from Penang sampai sekarang not feeling well.  Itu mesti sebab masuk plant.  Now ths week I was involve with a 1 week program arranged by the Group.  Eventhough duduk in Impiana Spa and Resort sebelah KLCC, nak jalan KLCC pun tak sempat lagi. Everyday the sessions sampai malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 13 managers from various business units and subsidiaries involve in the program. First day, before we start with other things, we have to do personality test.  Well, all of us hv done lots of personality test before since personal development memang dititik beratkan in my company.  So, I know my personality, my strength and weaknesses. All ths while I know that I’m an eagle or some test call it choleric, but ths recent test had shown that my eagles personality dah jadi makin dominant.  No wonder aku ni makin teruk.  FYI, they called the personality as powerful eagle.  Most of the time it’s my way, I’m always right, kind of attitude.  Jenis yang nak menang saja and hate losing.  Stubborn, domineering, and dictatorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no good or bad personality and all of our personality is a combination of few others, tapi yang mana paling dominan akan membentuk a person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I like being and eagle ?? the answer is yes and no.  I like being in control but I realize that sometimes when we are domineering and dictatorial it was perceived as harsh to others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research showed that people can’t change their personality. We have no control of it. So if we are not in control macam mana nak berubah ?? I should develop my sanguine side more lah so I will not be perceived as boss perempuan gila yang suka marah orang.. L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1944515223334587531?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1944515223334587531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1944515223334587531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1944515223334587531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1944515223334587531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/03/powerful-eagle.html' title='Powerful Eagle'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7452618221567586984</id><published>2009-03-15T17:36:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:52:31.962+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday with Thai..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Sb0EpPvkDkI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Xn3yd1ezuGc/s1600-h/services1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313408242014228034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Sb0EpPvkDkI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Xn3yd1ezuGc/s400/services1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pampered myself a lot.  My principle is since i worked hard, i must spend the money on myself.  I rewards myself regularly either it's new handbag, new shoes or just saloon and spa.  It's a must do thing for me.  Otherwise i'll be one miserable lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after many days postponing, today got myself a massage.  I'm actually looking for traditional massage where makcik tua will betulkan urat2 aku while aku menahan sakit kena urut..hahaha.  But unfortunately the best makcik tua fully booked until another 2 weeks. So i settled for 2nd choice.  The best Thai massage in town Thai Odessy.  Usually i go to Midvalley' branch tapi today notice that they have another branch in Bandar Kinrara which is closer to my place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So petang tadi hujan2 pun  pegi jugak and ahhh..it's like heaven.  Now that my body dah refreshed, can't wait for my appointment with makcik tua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7452618221567586984?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7452618221567586984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7452618221567586984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7452618221567586984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7452618221567586984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-with-thai.html' title='Sunday with Thai..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/Sb0EpPvkDkI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Xn3yd1ezuGc/s72-c/services1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3788741268932627095</id><published>2009-03-13T18:06:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:22:07.269+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Malu nya aku</title><content type='html'>Today memang malu.  Dah lama tak kena macam ni.  FYI, i always be extra careful whenever i meet men. I will not hulur tangan to shake unless unless they offer their hand first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning disebabkan laksa johor yang best giler cooked by my colleague, i dah terlari from my schedule.  If you know me, then u know that i'm a very punctual person. Tak suka lambat and tak suka tunggu orang.  If i'm late i will call to tell people i'll be late, i will not let people tertunggu-tunggu.  So bila dah lambat macam-macam la nak jadi, yelah dah panic kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, peristiwa yang memalukan tu is aku nak shake hand tapi tak berbalas..hahahha and worst is customer aku tu pun macam panic jugak don't know what to say and macam serba salah..so awkward and i'm so embarassed.  I blame myself la jugak.  Never judge a book by it's cover.  memang la the customer look macam OK saja tak nampak macam alim sangat but who knows kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lesson to be learnt for me...hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3788741268932627095?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3788741268932627095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3788741268932627095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3788741268932627095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3788741268932627095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/03/malu-nya-aku.html' title='Malu nya aku'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-989748591804133411</id><published>2009-03-10T05:10:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:20:54.621+04:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning ?</title><content type='html'>malasnya nak update blog.  kalu bukan sebab my sis dah bagi sarcastic hint memang tak update la blog ni.  macam biasa busy is the excuse la.. bila dah sehari mengadap komputer kat ofis dont feel like nak tengok lagi dah bila balik rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my sister said, kat Dubai aku big boss so tak busy sangat tapi pressure yang teramat. bila dah balik KL banyak lagi big boss kat atas so i'm back to jadi kuli, busy yang teramat tapi pressure kurang.  so dari dulu lagi aku memang tak jeles kat orang2 yang jadi big boss sebab i know they have to face tremendous pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. tengok member2 Dubai pegi Umm Al Quwain memang jeles.  our crab trip last time tak menjadi sebab masa plan nak pegi tu bukan musim dia.  so frustrated.  almost semua tempat kat UAEtu aku dah merayap tapi tak pernah sampai situ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning terlupa pulak nak bawak hp. it's always like that, i know that there's something wrong macam tertinggal something tapi tak tau apa.. actually bagus la jugak so tak ada la ramai org cari..hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now update blog while waiting for a meeting. need to present a logisics study about a landlocked country.  kalau berjaya, makan angin la aku.. wish me luck :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-989748591804133411?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/989748591804133411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=989748591804133411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/989748591804133411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/989748591804133411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-morning.html' title='good morning ?'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5086455970552752917</id><published>2009-03-02T05:51:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T05:56:51.854+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>Semalam memang hibernating day. Ingat nak kemas rumah la, spring clean all the clothes yang tak muat tu so semua baju2 aku yg terlipat cantik atas katil tu finally boleh masuk closet.  Unfortunately, Starworld ada Heroes Season 3 marathon.  So lepas cooked nasi lemak for breakfast, dari pagi sampai malam aku jadi potato couch tengok tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua benda terus tak jadi buat, Heroes season 3 memang best. No more save the cheerleader save the worlds. Unlike Lost yang makin mengarut and aku dah malas nak ikut dah, Heroes makin best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New season will start by mid March, dah tak sabar-sabar dah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5086455970552752917?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5086455970552752917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5086455970552752917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5086455970552752917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5086455970552752917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/03/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-581165839067640419</id><published>2009-02-23T11:55:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:03:35.099+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indians rock ???</title><content type='html'>Everything is about Indian ths year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog Millionaire wins big in all awards. MIA yang ada Indian blood with her Paper Planes song jadi famous (well she is an accomplished artist but basically unknown internationally) and now my best friend, Ilynn is going to Dubai to join her boyfren (who all of us frens don’t like), Indian guy from India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a racist, I have few Indian friends but universally, Indians are associated with cocky, arrogant, putar belit bunch of people. Ilynn’s boyfren is typical Indian guy with all character mentioned earlier. Memang menyampah. At least I can still act decent and polite whenever we meet each other, tapi another fren, Janelle memang tak bagi muka punya. Everytime jumpa memang bergaduh and I can imagine mesti Ilynn pening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sad that my best friend is leaving. We have known each other for so long and all of us have gone through so many things together, thru all the happiness, sadness, broken hearts, and life changes. She does always give her shoulder to cry on. A big sister(despite younger in age) who would look after a bunch of crazy young girls who at times do crazy things, to make sure at the end we always do the right things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m against the move and she’s very much aware about it. In fact I have tried to avoid her for the past 3 weeks. So many lunch and dinner dates were cancelled with many excuses given. I’m sure dia terasa hati with me. But I can’t help it, I have to show my protest kan ?? All my gang is leaving me. Pris is now happily settled in Italy, Janelle is in Bahrain, Ferin..ahhh my dear Ferin, what happened to you girl ?? and the fren that I love the most, Ilynn is now leaving me too. Nanti kalu aku bergaduh dengan husband, I don’t have anybody to talk to ..huhhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ilynn is leaving in first week of March. Need to meet-up before her departure. We have been fren long enough for me to act this cruel while she always support my decision even though she’s totally disagree with it. And i have to accept the fact that the guy had beat me..hmm macam competition la pulak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, my dear friend, I wish you joy, happiness, love and all the best in the world. GODSPEED ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i don't like most of the Indians but Slumdog Millionaire remain one of my fave movies of all time. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-581165839067640419?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/581165839067640419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=581165839067640419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/581165839067640419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/581165839067640419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/02/indian-rock.html' title='Indians rock ???'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4341076571230998711</id><published>2009-02-18T20:20:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:23:13.426+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jahatnya Manusia</title><content type='html'>I’m writing this entry in anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru sedap2 nak tido sebab hari ni balik awal after long hard work, tengok2 my husband called.  He’s at Caltex in front of our house and dia cerita ada mat rempit ni bawak laju and terlanggar keta an Indian.  This happened kat Caltex tu la..motor mat rempit tu terpeleset masuk bawak keta and mat rempit tu terpatah  kaki dia. The Indian tu called ambulance and try to help since mat rempit tu budak lagi. My husband cakap looks like 14 or 15 yrs old saja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengok2 lepas tu ntah macam mana, ramai2 geng mat rempit came to the Caltex and tolak2 the Indian driver and his fren sampai ke jalan and lepas tu pegi pukul ths 2 guys.  I asked my husband apsal org2 dekat Caltex tak tolong and he answer was ramai sangat mat rempit macam more than 30 people and semua passerby tak berani nak masuk campur including himself. Masa my husband left the gas station tu, sorang Indian tu bengkak seluruh badan tapi still alive and another 1 dah tak bergerak lansung. Tak tau la nasib dia macam mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m angry. Angry with the police yang terlalu corrupt sampai tak pernah buat kerja, angry with the government, angry at mak bapak yang tak mengajar anak-anak.  Angry with rakyat Malaysia yang take things for granted. Angry with mat rempit yang semuanya Melayu.  Angry with all stupid politicians yang sibuk berpolitik dari menguruskan Negara.. arghh angry with everything. (also, I’m angry a bit with passersby incl husband aku yang tengok saja without taking any action, but at the same time, I think I wud do the same if I’m there.  Orang dah gila bukannya kisah sapa2, pukul saja)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I’m sure esok, if ths case masuk paper, police will says that it’s nothing, story will be twisted so tak nampak teruk. I’m not surprise if lepas ni the Indian guy punya families revenge pulak. Bukannya tak pernah happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, we are human being, tak kira la apa race pun. Nobody deserve to be treated in that manner. Kalau dah terrrer sangat pegi la “gochoh” 1 to 1 buat apa panggil geng ramai2 pukul sorang. Itu bodo namanyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to the victims. Hope both of them are OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4341076571230998711?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4341076571230998711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4341076571230998711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4341076571230998711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4341076571230998711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/02/jahatnya-manusia.html' title='Jahatnya Manusia'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4770810584157364096</id><published>2009-02-18T12:08:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:30:37.351+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*.. this afternoon, officially my life back to normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last week, everyday work until midnight. Macam nak mati dah.. or worst dah jadi ugly aunty since skin so dry, rambut tak sempat blow, simple make-up, comfort shoes instead of heels.. memang horrendous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah seminggu tak tengok matahari, keluar rumah at 6.30 and balik dah midnight. So busy sampai tak ada masa nak check on husband dah makan ke belum..sorry la darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this afternoon after all done, just realize how horrendous I looked for the past few days.  Dah lama tak kerja until late nite esp since I joined my current company.  Kalau previous company, 24 x 7 memang tak cukup and tht’s what made me decided to leave despite everything that I love there  (I promise to tell the story soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of Auntie Zoey, work till late nite everyday but still look so cun thereafter.. wah wah wah :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that age is catching up, memang rasa penat unlike when i'm in 20's, everyday balik lambat pun OK saja. hmmm dah tua rupernya aku..hahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4770810584157364096?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4770810584157364096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4770810584157364096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4770810584157364096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4770810584157364096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-919886439286039606</id><published>2009-02-08T19:13:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:17:02.504+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best movie in this Millenium ????</title><content type='html'>Lots of hype about it, definitely I need to see it for myself.  I’m talking about Slumdog Millionaire. Yes la. the movie that get people talking. Won many awards and love by critics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this afternoon I watched  it at home.  It is really a good movie, somewhat heart wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I suspected, Indian hate ths movie, claimed that portrayal of poverty is a little too extreme.  Since I never been to India, I can’t judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really recommend for all to watch it.  In a way, it remind me how lucky I am with what I have.  There’s so many other people in ths world  who aren’t so lucky but yet, they are thankful with what little things they have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-919886439286039606?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/919886439286039606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=919886439286039606&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/919886439286039606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/919886439286039606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-movie-in-this-millenium.html' title='Best movie in this Millenium ????'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8486300600079701881</id><published>2009-02-04T08:25:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:31:07.056+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth will find you</title><content type='html'>I heard rumors.. biasala kan bad things spread very fast. I realize that the subject of the gossip at the end will always know about it.  So this time, i’m the subject.  Anyway, i never really care about what people says about me. As long as i live my life honestly, why should i care.  What you see is what you get. If we can get along, we can be friends if not than too bad, we will just be a familiar faces that have met somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fickle minded people can be.  In a way, i’m still naive in this part. I always look at things on positive manner. When people make a bad remarks, i treat it as a joke. I’m not a person who easily kecil hati with nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, life won’t be much fun if you look at everything and everyone on negative side. It is very tiring isn’t it ??? For me, even if i’m upset with things at work, all my energy is drained lagilah if upset with life..memang miserable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this entry is dedicated to all of you miserable losers out there. Live your life, enjoy it, don’t be sad, don’t be mad, life is much more beautiful if you look at things on positive perspective... and jangan suka dok mengata orang noooo..nobody’s perfect including yourself.. peace to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8486300600079701881?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8486300600079701881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8486300600079701881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8486300600079701881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8486300600079701881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/02/truth-will-find-you.html' title='Truth will find you'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2416851497573303405</id><published>2009-02-03T16:30:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:13:08.031+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toughest race on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;They called it the toughest race on earth...A race extraordinaire, only possible in Alaska.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SYhCF7UIsmI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Kd5JVY3D-CQ/s1600-h/thumb9lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298557631190315618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SYhCF7UIsmI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Kd5JVY3D-CQ/s320/thumb9lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have add Iditarod trail race as a must see things before i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A race over 1150 miles of the roughest, most beautiful terrain Mother Nature has to offer. Across jagged mountain ranges, frozen river, dense forest, desolate tundra and miles of windswept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in their official web, the Iditarod Trail, now a National Historic Trail, had its beginnings as a mail and supply route from across Alaskan towns. Mail and supplies went in. Gold came out. All via dog sled. Heroes were made, legends were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1925, part of the Iditarod Trail became a life saving highway for epidemic-stricken Nome. Diphtheria threatened and serum had to be brought in; again by intrepid dog mushers and their faithful hard-driving dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Iditarod is a commemoration of those yesterdays, a not-so-distant past that Alaskans honor and are proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year race is next month, so memang tak sempat for me already. Since i have no new year resolution this year, i promise myself to save money so i can go all across Alaska to see the race in 2011. 2 tahun sempat la simpan $$$$ kan... :-). wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SYhCFtjM1DI/AAAAAAAAAy4/hmnhfPtASsI/s1600-h/thumb10lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298557627495404594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SYhCFtjM1DI/AAAAAAAAAy4/hmnhfPtASsI/s320/thumb10lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2416851497573303405?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2416851497573303405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2416851497573303405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2416851497573303405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2416851497573303405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/02/toughest-race-on-earth.html' title='Toughest race on Earth'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SYhCF7UIsmI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Kd5JVY3D-CQ/s72-c/thumb9lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6110935972156213037</id><published>2009-01-30T10:09:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:24:16.488+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Malas or Busy ??</title><content type='html'>People asking me why i didn't update my blog as frequent as before.  Aku dah agak dah bila balik KL mesti blog akan jarang2 di updatekan.  Sebabnya dah tak ada banyak masa dah. In Dubai stress tapi not busy but in KL terbalik super busy tapi stress kurang. Kat ofis jangan harap la nak buat kerja mengarut. The work load is heavy enough tak ada masa for other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat rumah, balik dah lambat (u know KL traffic la), lepas tu nak prepare dinner lagi, nak kemas rumah lagi, nak tengok tv lagi, mana ada masa nak berblogging.... (sounds familiarkan..exucse excuse excuse..hahhaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will try to update as regular as i can, i promise :-) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s  Now i tengah update  blog sambil buat reflexology sebab tak boleh masuk office, tak bawak card. Bila Jumaat budak2 ni mesti rewang mana2 sebab lunch time sampai 2hrs so nobody at office to open the door for me.  So instead of lunch, i opt for reflex  murah beb, 1hrs cuma $30.. hahahha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6110935972156213037?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6110935972156213037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6110935972156213037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6110935972156213037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6110935972156213037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/01/malas-or-busy.html' title='Malas or Busy ??'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7594905693603488442</id><published>2009-01-25T17:05:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:07:49.551+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>What's in Uzbek ????</title><content type='html'>Wikipedia kata Uzbekistan is a former part of Soviet Union.  It share borders with Kazakhstan, Kyrgyztan, Tajikistan, Afghanistan and Turkmenistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what else in Uzbek ya ???  Ada tempat shopping or sight-seeing yang best-best ka ?? After done few googles, I concludes that Uzbek ada:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.       Banyak historical places yang best-best (to name fews are Samarkand, Bukhara, Khiva..sounds familiar rite..nak tau pi check sendiri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.       Shopping – not able to get infos. Tapi mesti ada kan otherwise macam mana dia org hidup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.       Public transport quite OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.       Tempat tu mesti giler tak best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So conclusion nyer ??? Memang susah nak dapatkan info pasal Uzbek nih..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7594905693603488442?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7594905693603488442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7594905693603488442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7594905693603488442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7594905693603488442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-in-uzbek.html' title='What&apos;s in Uzbek ????'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8807175661460963121</id><published>2009-01-17T17:24:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T06:23:38.916+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Getting used to the changes..</title><content type='html'>Malas saja nak write things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in a stage of losing my mind and reasons are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The 14 boxes of personal items that I brought back from Dubai is still lying at my living room. Tak tau dah nak letak mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Almari baju semua dah penuh, dah tak ada tempat nak fit in baju baru. So cannot unpack&lt;br /&gt;bag2 baju&lt;br /&gt;b. Almari buku semua dah penuh, so cannot unpack boxes of books&lt;br /&gt;c. Lepas dah bagi orang kasut2 yang aku tak nak pakai, shoe cabinet still lagi penuh and tak&lt;br /&gt;dapat nak fit in some of the shoes. So now I have like 10+ shoe boxes yang tak ada tempat&lt;br /&gt;nak letak.&lt;br /&gt;d. Dah pening kepala nak re-organize things in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni aku dah decides that I need to buy a 8 bedroom house so besides bedrooms for adik2 aku yang selalu melepak masa weekend, aku boleh buat 1 room for clothes, 1 room for shoes/bag, 1 room for books/magazines, 1 room for me to sepahkan with nonsense things that I bought eventhough I don’t need it. Anybody want to donate money huh ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My new job assignment is in KLCC…and I hate it. KLCC and me is not a good match OK. Just imagine, kaki shopping who use excuse of shopping as a stress reliefs, and to put her in that big bad shopping mall is just an evil act. Like my fren, Putri said, better be careful, tempat tu berhantu.. yup berantu la since masa masuk duit ada banyak dalam wallet, tapi lepas kluar ntah macam mana duit dah hilang, paper bag saja yang banyak2 pegang kat tangan..LOL..&lt;br /&gt;Adoiiiii.. seriously I hate it till the extend that I’m thinking of resigning…hahahaha that show how serious I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There’s some changes on my company top management. Biasala kan when there’re changes, people tend to get nervous. Seriously, aku dah nak termuntah with all those rumours and assumptions and etc etc.. For me senang saja, if you are extremely not happy with your workplace or your superior or whatever lah and just can’t stand it anymore, just resign saja lor.. buat apa nak pening2 kan otak sendiri and also otak kawan2 yang lain ie. yours truly ler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. KL traffic yang teruk gilerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. aku actually dah lupa that KL traffic is really really really horrible. OMG..i just can’t stand it..arghhhhhhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8807175661460963121?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8807175661460963121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8807175661460963121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8807175661460963121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8807175661460963121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-used-to-changes.html' title='Getting used to the changes..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7488623253181938519</id><published>2009-01-08T16:16:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:25:36.759+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to say good bye..</title><content type='html'>It’s time to say good bye. After 1.2 years in Dubai, i’m back to KL.  Yang mula-mula sepatutnya 6 mths dah jadi 1.2 years. Itu pun lepas so much pleading and threatening, baru dapat balik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good fun 1.2 years. Despite all the “miserableness” and loneliness, i have to admit that i do enjoy my life. Made few good friends, experience &amp;amp; learnt few things and now its time to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari tu my boss asked me what will i miss in Dubai ? I said nothing.  Tapi now dah balik KL, i surely miss few things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that i will miss:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Friendships &amp;amp; some people (not all OK)&lt;br /&gt;2. Abra rides&lt;br /&gt;3. The beaches (yang 10minit boleh sampai unlike KL, of coz aku bole pi beach in Port Klang kalu nak mandi dengan tikus &amp;amp; minyak hahahha)&lt;br /&gt;4. The money of course&lt;br /&gt;5. Shopping masa Sales&lt;br /&gt;6. Jalan2 masa winter&lt;br /&gt;7. Boots (my fav. pharmacy sebab packaging dia sooo la chantekkks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that i won’t miss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Expensive &amp;amp; fake lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;2. Briyani &amp;amp; Mandy (nak termuntah dah makan  LOL..)&lt;br /&gt;3. Everythings in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi the most important lesson learnt is that i definitely miss my husband.  U see, my husband is a busy man, his job required him to travel often, so i’m used to be separated, to take care of myself.  I am an independent strong woman.  So, when the management choose me to set-up the office in Dubai, i thought i’ll be OK.  After all i’m use to separation. Tapi tengok2, i’m not that strong lerr.. i do miss my husband so much and in a way, i feel guilty that he had to take care of himself esp masa puasa hari tu, memang kesian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people said money can buy happiness but not for me lah. Shopping everyday pun still cannot diminish my misery and rindu to husband. So if shopping (yg by the way is my favourite pastime and stress relief) pun tak boleh cure my miserableness, means money is not important la kan ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint I’m glad that i am home now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanx to my dear frens yang everyday buat makan farewell sampai jeans aku pun dah ketat sesangat dah..LOLLL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7488623253181938519?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7488623253181938519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7488623253181938519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7488623253181938519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7488623253181938519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-say-good-bye.html' title='Time to say good bye..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2206520084530304346</id><published>2009-01-04T18:43:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:50:02.351+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Next time Fly Emirates...</title><content type='html'>Ini tengah panas hati nih.  I'm now at the airport tengah tunggu nak check in.. Seperti biasa, sebab aku ni patriotik, memang if possible i'll fly with MAS.  Hari ni, datang airport at 3.45pm, flight at 6.55pm.  memang sengaja datang awal since this is the last time i'll be in Dubai airport(mana la tau kot2 lepas ni tak berpeluang lagi nak datang), thought i'll come early, so i can spend time kat duty free yang aku tak pernah interested nak jengok before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tup-tup system down.. lepas tu bodo punya ground crew, tak bagi info kat semua passengers.  semua dok tunggu macam orang bodo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at 5.33pm, i'm still waiting (ini tak check in lagi ni tau)..macam mana aku nak round duty free nihhhhhhh... arrrrghhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO.. next time no more Malaysia Airline..dah tak ada patriotik2 dah.  dah la kapal terbang buruk, foods tak sedap, ini will be the last time i'm flying with MAS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2206520084530304346?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2206520084530304346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2206520084530304346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2206520084530304346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2206520084530304346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/01/next-time-fly-emirates.html' title='Next time Fly Emirates...'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-3789610336458704517</id><published>2009-01-03T10:35:00.008+04:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:27:43.347+04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the oldest continously inhabited city</title><content type='html'>Dah lama nak pergi, so akhirnya berjaya jugak sampai Syria. Itupun semuanya last minute punya arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PBmiDxlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/SWGd7boPkyc/s1600-h/IMG_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172113986471506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PBmiDxlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/SWGd7boPkyc/s200/IMG_1866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PDNN_-3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/-Pv7IhPvcws/s1600-h/IMG_1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172141551188850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PDNN_-3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/-Pv7IhPvcws/s200/IMG_1900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makam Nabi Yahya di Umayyad Mosque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PCpztNGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ZieAOFkSzbM/s1600-h/IMG_1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172132045665378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PCpztNGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ZieAOFkSzbM/s200/IMG_1895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makam cucu Nabi Muhammad saw - Hussain (masa aku pegi lagi ramai orang dok menangis kat makam Hussain,, guess itu semua mesti Syiah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PCFQr5lI/AAAAAAAAAyg/59-79aq1VUk/s1600-h/IMG_1887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172122235102802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PCFQr5lI/AAAAAAAAAyg/59-79aq1VUk/s200/IMG_1887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_O_4uM8OI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/JkgVVCcZWew/s1600-h/IMG_1880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172084509503714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_O_4uM8OI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/JkgVVCcZWew/s200/IMG_1880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini makam the famous Saladin jugak in Umayyad Mosque (kalu tak tau sapa Saladin, pi tengok film Kingdom of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MYpXOZuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_vpL-gzhO-I/s1600-h/IMG_1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287169211348444898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MYpXOZuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_vpL-gzhO-I/s200/IMG_1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MZNkv3QI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Neg5RC-oEXY/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287169221068840194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MZNkv3QI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Neg5RC-oEXY/s200/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bedouin cafe, kat tengah2 desert, on the way to Palmyra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MZgPdmUI/AAAAAAAAAyA/VKo2TyE4vdg/s1600-h/IMG_1953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287169226079836482" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MZgPdmUI/AAAAAAAAAyA/VKo2TyE4vdg/s200/IMG_1953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafe's owner, a very nice humble man, a Bedouin himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MZcmvmjI/AAAAAAAAAx4/z6pfYI1q3hk/s1600-h/IMG_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287169225103743538" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MZcmvmjI/AAAAAAAAAx4/z6pfYI1q3hk/s200/IMG_1952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini wannabe Bedouin..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is Palmyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MaIaMcMI/AAAAAAAAAyI/OO5UKWQx5F0/s1600-h/Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287169236862267586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_MaIaMcMI/AAAAAAAAAyI/OO5UKWQx5F0/s200/Picture+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KVBpfR8I/AAAAAAAAAxg/bAdUPHWPu-E/s1600-h/Picture+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287166950124767170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KVBpfR8I/AAAAAAAAAxg/bAdUPHWPu-E/s200/Picture+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KUeoT_yI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7gbQvonEW8Y/s1600-h/Picture+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287166940724592418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KUeoT_yI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7gbQvonEW8Y/s200/Picture+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KUOQtiLI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WlEGRv2MTJg/s1600-h/Picture+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287166936330635442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KUOQtiLI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WlEGRv2MTJg/s200/Picture+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KTbRkEcI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xAeo-rLVj18/s1600-h/Picture+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287166922644001218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_KTbRkEcI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xAeo-rLVj18/s200/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is in Busra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV8KaF8Z0dI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4ZShV3-mC_0/s1600-h/Picture+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286955930944655826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV8KaF8Z0dI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4ZShV3-mC_0/s200/Picture+351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;ni last time a monastery. This is where the Nabi Muhammad pegi berdagang with his uncle masa dia like 7 or 9 yrs old and terjumpa Bahiya Priest who says that Nabi Muhammad saw akan jadi nabi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV8KZPnDcAI/AAAAAAAAAv8/UNVbo33Xks4/s1600-h/Picture+306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286955916359593986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV8KZPnDcAI/AAAAAAAAAv8/UNVbo33Xks4/s200/Picture+306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV8KZqTTgcI/AAAAAAAAAwE/PkGPio-SRMg/s1600-h/Picture+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286955923524518338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV8KZqTTgcI/AAAAAAAAAwE/PkGPio-SRMg/s200/Picture+322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&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;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-3789610336458704517?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3789610336458704517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=3789610336458704517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3789610336458704517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/3789610336458704517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-of-oldest-continously-inhabited.html' title='One of the oldest continously inhabited city'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SV_PBmiDxlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/SWGd7boPkyc/s72-c/IMG_1866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1605806672314828454</id><published>2008-12-30T22:22:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:54:55.788+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Less Travelled - part 3 Finale</title><content type='html'>Esfahan, Iran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they said "half of the world is in Esfahan"... Before pegi, i got mix reviews, some like it and some says there's nothing there.  For me, I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr5u9_bJMI/AAAAAAAAAvc/aAdPrCRXYl4/s1600-h/Picture+495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285811697982579906" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr5u9_bJMI/AAAAAAAAAvc/aAdPrCRXYl4/s200/Picture+495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The male and female door.. Each pengetuk pintu tu give different sound so tuan rumah kat dalam know whether it's a male or female kat luar.  Yang panjang sebelah kanan is for male and bulat sebelah kiri is for female.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr5vxbpidI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pKqsOjfqLN8/s1600-h/Picture+519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285811711791172050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr5vxbpidI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pKqsOjfqLN8/s200/Picture+519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr5vSRBEbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/NZ2FYKjB4YE/s1600-h/Picture+498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285811703425077682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr5vSRBEbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/NZ2FYKjB4YE/s200/Picture+498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1t5UR0zI/AAAAAAAAAvM/tQN0CUlXeGY/s1600-h/Picture+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807281501492018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1t5UR0zI/AAAAAAAAAvM/tQN0CUlXeGY/s200/Picture+428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1uQgwC4I/AAAAAAAAAvU/FMD84GbkhG4/s1600-h/Picture+414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807287727819650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1uQgwC4I/AAAAAAAAAvU/FMD84GbkhG4/s200/Picture+414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1tg9KdbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/hrS1oXf674s/s1600-h/Picture+430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807274962089394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1tg9KdbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/hrS1oXf674s/s200/Picture+430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1tEusNjI/AAAAAAAAAu8/lKgEy6mXYRk/s1600-h/Picture+444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807267385194034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1tEusNjI/AAAAAAAAAu8/lKgEy6mXYRk/s200/Picture+444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1s78-eGI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aOBuCO5TDQo/s1600-h/Picture+487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807265029191778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr1s78-eGI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aOBuCO5TDQo/s200/Picture+487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrzorO_0mI/AAAAAAAAAus/uEjFd0NJDTQ/s1600-h/Picture+740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285804992798642786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrzorO_0mI/AAAAAAAAAus/uEjFd0NJDTQ/s200/Picture+740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrznoifksI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bGr92F1KXnY/s1600-h/Picture+770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285804974895239874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrznoifksI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bGr92F1KXnY/s200/Picture+770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrznVxYzaI/AAAAAAAAAuc/mtpXgbPgKxc/s1600-h/Picture+678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285804969857437090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrznVxYzaI/AAAAAAAAAuc/mtpXgbPgKxc/s200/Picture+678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrzmxcRygI/AAAAAAAAAuU/EUNNSZxY_5o/s1600-h/Picture+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285804960105220610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrzmxcRygI/AAAAAAAAAuU/EUNNSZxY_5o/s200/Picture+409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrzmtdj2MI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jVHUQOBuzBM/s1600-h/Picture+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285804959036856514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrzmtdj2MI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jVHUQOBuzBM/s200/Picture+423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxWCYoquI/AAAAAAAAAuE/eZ5VDoIW5qM/s1600-h/Picture+785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285802473572313826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxWCYoquI/AAAAAAAAAuE/eZ5VDoIW5qM/s200/Picture+785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan masuk to the oldest teahouse in Esfahan.. turun temurun dari zaman nenek moyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxVjWURUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/PUc0ANufCzU/s1600-h/Picture+778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285802465241089346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxVjWURUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/PUc0ANufCzU/s200/Picture+778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest teahouse in Esfahan. dah beratus tahun dah. decoration dalam depa maintain and add when new generation took over from the parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxVDDDn3I/AAAAAAAAAt0/8Du7LxEqFC4/s1600-h/Picture+776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285802456570371954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxVDDDn3I/AAAAAAAAAt0/8Du7LxEqFC4/s200/Picture+776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mokhsen, a local who had volunteer jadi our tourist guide. Dia pernah study in KL for 6 mths and ada Malaysian yang pernah tolong masa dia kesusahan kat KL. So bila jumpa Malaysian memang dia suka. 3days dia bawak jalan2 pusing Esfahan and narate the stories behind each place and it's for free. He insisted on that ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxUUg3v-I/AAAAAAAAAts/1jlP8mLVqQ4/s1600-h/Picture+760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285802444078956514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxUUg3v-I/AAAAAAAAAts/1jlP8mLVqQ4/s200/Picture+760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxUO66N8I/AAAAAAAAAtk/aECFkPO-gQY/s1600-h/Picture+800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285802442577557442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVrxUO66N8I/AAAAAAAAAtk/aECFkPO-gQY/s200/Picture+800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruN1JS2tI/AAAAAAAAAtc/9QHr6BztKxg/s1600-h/Picture+817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285799034044472018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruN1JS2tI/AAAAAAAAAtc/9QHr6BztKxg/s200/Picture+817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruNkiuPnI/AAAAAAAAAtU/_EWduTD4mhY/s1600-h/Picture+786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285799029587721842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruNkiuPnI/AAAAAAAAAtU/_EWduTD4mhY/s200/Picture+786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruM8PfacI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Psrnlv9h8Xs/s1600-h/Picture+821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285799018769639874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruM8PfacI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Psrnlv9h8Xs/s200/Picture+821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruMvkq00I/AAAAAAAAAtE/VV0T7_dYCYM/s1600-h/Picture+822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285799015368807234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruMvkq00I/AAAAAAAAAtE/VV0T7_dYCYM/s200/Picture+822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lampu yang aku beli as souvenir from Iran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruMI4irUI/AAAAAAAAAs8/SRZTwG1siZ4/s1600-h/Picture+831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285799004983176514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVruMI4irUI/AAAAAAAAAs8/SRZTwG1siZ4/s200/Picture+831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of petikan from Quran as peringat to people...&lt;br /&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1605806672314828454?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1605806672314828454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1605806672314828454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1605806672314828454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1605806672314828454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/road-less-travelled-part-3-finale.html' title='Road Less Travelled - part 3 Finale'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVr5u9_bJMI/AAAAAAAAAvc/aAdPrCRXYl4/s72-c/Picture+495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6029498744744273210</id><published>2008-12-24T18:24:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:21:59.530+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlantis</title><content type='html'>Last week went to Atlantis for lunch buffet.  Masa call for booking, aku memang dah prepared for harga  yang riban2 punyer, but to my surprise lunch buffet in Kaleidoscope cuma cost us AED 140/pax excl drink.  For Dubai standard itu kira very the cheap one.. Foods are OK. depa cakap they are serving Arabic and mediterranean foods tapi masa aku pegi it's international buffet.  Beef satay is the best, sebijik macam satay kita.. rupa-rupanya there's few Malaysian jadi chef at that restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Malas nak tulih dah, tengok gambar saja yer ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjU_FjfFI/AAAAAAAAAr0/a0t4xx0IegY/s1600-h/IMG_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285646324855962706" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjU_FjfFI/AAAAAAAAAr0/a0t4xx0IegY/s200/IMG_1842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpk6UpSyMI/AAAAAAAAAsk/lfxFs331TcE/s1600-h/IMG_1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285648065809795266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpk6UpSyMI/AAAAAAAAAsk/lfxFs331TcE/s200/IMG_1824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpk7gDyloI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tNURupDjYLk/s1600-h/IMG_1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285648086053590658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpk7gDyloI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tNURupDjYLk/s200/IMG_1813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpk5tbYB5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/uMrfB8PUA2E/s1600-h/IMG_1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285648055282435986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpk5tbYB5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/uMrfB8PUA2E/s200/IMG_1825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjXTDa8NI/AAAAAAAAAsU/5yT3aY2NcFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285646364575461586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjXTDa8NI/AAAAAAAAAsU/5yT3aY2NcFQ/s200/IMG_1826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjWtre-NI/AAAAAAAAAsM/_Wxk1WZNXc4/s1600-h/IMG_1827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285646354542950610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjWtre-NI/AAAAAAAAAsM/_Wxk1WZNXc4/s200/IMG_1827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjWJDbP4I/AAAAAAAAAsE/zSp84WAzZCc/s1600-h/IMG_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285646344711257986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjWJDbP4I/AAAAAAAAAsE/zSp84WAzZCc/s200/IMG_1830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjVkLsueI/AAAAAAAAAr8/s3ZMaVf8h4M/s1600-h/IMG_1833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285646334813845986" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjVkLsueI/AAAAAAAAAr8/s3ZMaVf8h4M/s200/IMG_1833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6029498744744273210?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6029498744744273210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6029498744744273210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6029498744744273210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6029498744744273210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/atlantis.html' title='Atlantis'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SVpjU_FjfFI/AAAAAAAAAr0/a0t4xx0IegY/s72-c/IMG_1842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2721812107480134047</id><published>2008-12-21T09:12:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:24:48.180+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow and Kejakunanku..</title><content type='html'>First time tengok snow memang jakun... aku ni jenis yang cannot tahan sejuk so memang avoid travelling to cold countries masa musim sejuk. so memang tak sangka at the end berjaya jugak tengok snow (errr snow kat ski dubai tu tak kira la )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ths pictures are for kawan2 yang dok sibuk mengemail/ym and esp. adik shiela hok jeles tok leh main snow kat Istanbul.. ini dah letak gambar besar, jangan dok sibuk komplen lagi ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bmiiHWSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eW7f1L_mVXY/s1600-h/Picture+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119393126865186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bmiiHWSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eW7f1L_mVXY/s400/Picture+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bmZmAvxI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/nGXYxbil1x0/s1600-h/Picture+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119390727290642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bmZmAvxI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/nGXYxbil1x0/s400/Picture+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bmP6BAgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/NVXomkAt4sA/s1600-h/Picture+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119388126839298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bmP6BAgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/NVXomkAt4sA/s400/Picture+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bl6NP8eI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2xvb79Zcs_g/s1600-h/Picture+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119382301929954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bl6NP8eI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2xvb79Zcs_g/s400/Picture+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T65-anBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/I7NueOwegno/s1600-h/Picture+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282110946923944978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T65-anBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/I7NueOwegno/s400/Picture+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T6QBcD1I/AAAAAAAAApw/8Ddm6R9H63o/s1600-h/Picture+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282110935662333778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T6QBcD1I/AAAAAAAAApw/8Ddm6R9H63o/s400/Picture+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T6NOh4vI/AAAAAAAAApo/5fe6N9TEJx8/s1600-h/Picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282110934911935218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T6NOh4vI/AAAAAAAAApo/5fe6N9TEJx8/s400/Picture+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T5sPGS9I/AAAAAAAAApg/6EknznoLv1o/s1600-h/Picture+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282110926055951314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3T5sPGS9I/AAAAAAAAApg/6EknznoLv1o/s400/Picture+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2721812107480134047?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2721812107480134047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2721812107480134047&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2721812107480134047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2721812107480134047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-and-kejakunanku.html' title='Snow and Kejakunanku..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SU3bmiiHWSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eW7f1L_mVXY/s72-c/Picture+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8892720777327692319</id><published>2008-12-15T11:44:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:22:09.866+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The road less traveled - Part II</title><content type='html'>Yazd, Iran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said to be the oldest living city on earth (a claim whc is difficult to proof since so many other city claimed the same kan).  The home to Iran's largest population of Zoroastrian (for you who don't know, Zoroastrian is pemuja api le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place surprised us.  It's definitely exceed our expectation. The winding lanes, mud brick old towns and charismatic accommodation is totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP79Es6FI/AAAAAAAAAng/6jLEJmZGLZI/s1600-h/Picture+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP79Es6FI/AAAAAAAAAng/6jLEJmZGLZI/s200/Picture+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925135819466834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP5_Q2ooI/AAAAAAAAAnA/raErN4PNgqs/s1600-h/Picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP5_Q2ooI/AAAAAAAAAnA/raErN4PNgqs/s200/Picture+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925102047568514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP7RXZFSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HuBXebw6buU/s1600-h/Picture+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP7RXZFSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HuBXebw6buU/s200/Picture+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925124086699298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way from Shiraz to Yazd.  It's snowyyyy.. bestnyer. First time aku rasa and touch and see snow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP6VeqqYI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sxFWVbVoDfg/s1600-h/Picture+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP6VeqqYI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sxFWVbVoDfg/s200/Picture+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925108011084162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cypress tree in Abarqu. Claimed to be 4000 years old (yer, bukan salah type, it is 4 ribu tahun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyWe_T4McI/AAAAAAAAApI/iLt4YYM8Uoc/s1600-h/Picture+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyWe_T4McI/AAAAAAAAApI/iLt4YYM8Uoc/s200/Picture+244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281761922133799362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyWfH9KVjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/x0jf4gZkOoM/s1600-h/Picture+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyWfH9KVjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/x0jf4gZkOoM/s200/Picture+207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281761924454438450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini courtyard of the hotel that we stayed.  My room is facing ths courtyard.  memang cantik. It's a traditional house turned to hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyWdw_jCUI/AAAAAAAAAo4/YeAyZkBN44A/s1600-h/Picture+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyWdw_jCUI/AAAAAAAAAo4/YeAyZkBN44A/s200/Picture+247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281761901110561090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVDc1aLkI/AAAAAAAAAow/-SfvWFNdPZo/s1600-h/Picture+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVDc1aLkI/AAAAAAAAAow/-SfvWFNdPZo/s200/Picture+251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281760349511102018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the hotel roof-top.  Yazd ni dok kat tengah2 bukit bukau (sort of valley la) so can see sekeliling dia snonyw mountain.  memang cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVCcUzj2I/AAAAAAAAAoY/0IPeA95B0ik/s1600-h/Picture+313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVCcUzj2I/AAAAAAAAAoY/0IPeA95B0ik/s200/Picture+313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281760332194484066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iranian women in their "chador" - traditional clothes macam selimut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVCjsLSaI/AAAAAAAAAog/xMJmQqPcL_c/s1600-h/Picture+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVCjsLSaI/AAAAAAAAAog/xMJmQqPcL_c/s200/Picture+331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281760334171556258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVB90cHHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/NtksHTShl94/s1600-h/Picture+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyVB90cHHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/NtksHTShl94/s200/Picture+308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281760324005665906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZztNsdI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TWI1a4UQDkA/s1600-h/Picture+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZztNsdI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TWI1a4UQDkA/s200/Picture+336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281758534584611282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narein mud-brick castle.  castle ni memang besar and tinggi, can see the whole city from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTaHuCmVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ZL3zbdqYXwg/s1600-h/Picture+361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTaHuCmVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ZL3zbdqYXwg/s200/Picture+361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281758539956787538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakcik meng"weaving" kilim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZlEu8dI/AAAAAAAAAn4/zSvl7AWuEU0/s1600-h/Picture+378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZlEu8dI/AAAAAAAAAn4/zSvl7AWuEU0/s200/Picture+378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281758530656727506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZIvga-I/AAAAAAAAAno/cMbzCfiqUJA/s1600-h/Picture+389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZIvga-I/AAAAAAAAAno/cMbzCfiqUJA/s200/Picture+389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281758523051502562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZcBV6rI/AAAAAAAAAnw/x9cUpKFj6L4/s1600-h/Picture+390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUyTZcBV6rI/AAAAAAAAAnw/x9cUpKFj6L4/s200/Picture+390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281758528226585266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Zoroastrian Chak-Chak, the most important Zoroastrian pilgrimage site. jauh giler from civilization, but ada jalan yg cantik to go there.  I'm quite suprise with it. i mean Iran suppose to be an extreme Islam country. But yet, they respect other religions as well, kalu tak takkan government nak buang duit juta2 to buit a decent road yang memeng pegi tempat ini saja.  FYI, the temple is so tinggi atas gunung, memang torture nak naik for unfit person like me.  Sorry la kawan2, battery kamera dah habis by the time we reach ths place, so tak ada gambar nak tunjuk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8892720777327692319?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8892720777327692319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8892720777327692319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8892720777327692319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8892720777327692319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/road-less-traveled-part-ii.html' title='The road less traveled - Part II'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUYP79Es6FI/AAAAAAAAAng/6jLEJmZGLZI/s72-c/Picture+198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6593808438479384640</id><published>2008-12-14T13:41:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:50:01.020+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lepas geram sekejap...</title><content type='html'>Ths entry is specially dedicated to .. you know who you are..hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali nak Board Meeting mesti aku bergaduh besar dengan partner kita kat sini.  Bosses aku tak tau betapa susahnya aku nak deal dengan the “appointed” person.  The owner of our JV partner is a very nice guy, senang to deal with him and always provide full assistance whenever needed.  Aku memang tak pernah komplen about him.  After all, he has been our trusted agent/partner for more than 20 years.  So u ols mesti tertanya sapa la yg suka menyusahkan hidup aku..  Sapa lagi kalu bukan employee2 dia yang bila dah ada pangkat sikit mula la rasa macam dia ler yang paling terrer, paling betul and rasa macam boss besar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, setahun aku dok sini pun tak larat, if more than that, mesti macam2 penyakit aku dapat nanti..yelah asyik nak ter vomit blood saja cakap dengan depa yg perasan pandai nih.  Boss suruh extend.. no way.  I would rather resign dari continue kat sini.  (Of course, rindu kat husband etc etc pun menyumbang to the decision ler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my board meeting, macam biasa mesti bergaduh sapa nak prepare board papers.  Yuppp..nak prepare board paper pun kena bergaduh..  sebelum tu let me introduce you the actors (no other actresses, heroin only aku sorang saja. company ni ada gender bias, at senior management level sumernye lelaki )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bad guys (penjahat la ni)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viraj – the GM of the JV, Sri Lankan. suka accept credit but push the blame to others (esp to the previous GM yg memang bagus and disukai due to his no nonsense attitude).  Aku paling marah bila dia suka cakap, “i didnt know about this, nobody tell me”.  But being me yang never let myself been bullied by others, memang aku tak bagi muka. Well, it’s different from not being told to simply refuse to listen kan.. Satu lagi, degil and bodo sombong.  Ini memang aku tensen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi the thing yang aku betul2 tak suka is he will do things which is convenient to him and push the responsibility whenever dia x suka buat kerja tu.&lt;br /&gt;He always upset when Chakravarthy or Dev making decision on financial or business matters since he’s the GM.  Tapi when comes to reporting or budget or macam board paper ni, he push it to Chakravarthy to handle.  Ehhh hellllloooooo..if you want to take responsibility, take it all.  If you think anything about ths JV shud be within ths JV, jgn la push things yg not so convenient to you to others yg x der kena mengena. When u said one thing, it shud be applicable to all, mana boleh pick and choose yang mana ko suka jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pelakon pembantu (Yet to be decide geng penjahat ke geng hero)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakravarthy – the group accountant(bukan the JV punya acct tau). Indian.&lt;br /&gt;Viraj memang tak suka kat dia ni sebab dia rasa Chakra ni penyibuk and x respect his authority.  Tapi sebenarnya for me, aku rasa Chakra ni OK saja.  it’s only logic, Chakra work for the group, he’s reporting to Dev not to Viraj.  Of course la dia akan buat apa yg Dev suruh dia buat.  Viraj selalu upset bila Chakra x nak buat kerja yg x berkaitan dengan finance when he asked.  Tapi for me, those things shud be prepared by us la, the JV team since we are going to determine on how we want to run the company.  Takkan la ko nak suruh accountant decides on this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev – the group financial controller. Indian. Director (acting) of the JV&lt;br /&gt;Viraj ni memang tak suka sesangat kat Dev.  Tapi yg peliknyer depan Dev dia bukan main baik lagi, belakang dok mengutuk.. kalu tak suka or setuju just said so la. everybody is entitle for their opinion. Jgn la depan semua yes, belakang dok mengata.  Anyway, Dev ni aku x boleh nak judge sebab he is extremely nice to me.  So from surface nampak ok ler. But tak tau la kalu dia dok mengutok aku kat belakang which i doubt so la (sebabbbb.. he had spoken to the owner and the owner had offered me a job with them at a higher position and very very VERY lucrative package..hahahhaha now pecah rahsia.  Anyway, i had politely reject. eventhough the money seems too good to refuse but aku rindukan suami akuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The good guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Your truly la of coz.  Since this is from my point of view, of coz aku la hero nya.  So of course aku rasa aku yg paling betul kannnnnnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah panjang nyer lepas geram aku.. and in fact aku pun dah terlupa what i wanted to write earlier.  But after read back the story above conclusion nyer ialah it’s only 1 person that annoyed me and i hope my replacement nanti will be wise enough to handle him...kalu x mesti sakit jiwa.  Kesian ko Aznal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6593808438479384640?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6593808438479384640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6593808438479384640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6593808438479384640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6593808438479384640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/lepas-geram-sekejap.html' title='Lepas geram sekejap...'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5621309975050477316</id><published>2008-12-13T09:16:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:21:07.709+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Magnificent Persepolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG8ltWYoI/AAAAAAAAAlw/6PqHfBQl9c4/s1600-h/Picture+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279141194936771202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG8ltWYoI/AAAAAAAAAlw/6PqHfBQl9c4/s200/Picture+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Persepolis entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Persepolis is a result of the vast skills and knowledge gathered from throughout the Achaemenids' empire.&lt;/span&gt; The architecture and artistic execution are superb. While largely ruin, it remains the greatest surviving masterpiece of the ancient Near Eastern civilisations. You can google it for more infos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG9LdaqiI/AAAAAAAAAl4/oeGmNEsDueE/s1600-h/Picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279141205070490146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG9LdaqiI/AAAAAAAAAl4/oeGmNEsDueE/s200/Picture+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG9g867YI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-5rlIhMb4S8/s1600-h/Picture+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279141210839772546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG9g867YI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-5rlIhMb4S8/s200/Picture+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each steps of the Grand Stairway was shallow so Persian in long robes could walk gracefully up into the palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJAdm8j7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/My7qaCn_fiY/s1600-h/Picture+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279143460505161650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJAdm8j7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/My7qaCn_fiY/s200/Picture+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG99Qna7I/AAAAAAAAAmI/yXKcvLfzk9k/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279141218438572978" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG99Qna7I/AAAAAAAAAmI/yXKcvLfzk9k/s200/Picture+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJBYnEUII/AAAAAAAAAmo/tABYo3QsTq0/s1600-h/Picture+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279143476343361666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJBYnEUII/AAAAAAAAAmo/tABYo3QsTq0/s200/Picture+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJBp6OPII/AAAAAAAAAmw/5yA3wYvbnhs/s1600-h/Picture+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279143480987106434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJBp6OPII/AAAAAAAAAmw/5yA3wYvbnhs/s200/Picture+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look closely at the photos and you can see that bas-reliefs are amazingly well preserved and each of it tell a different stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG-JYxD2I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/fJCqL8u9AZE/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279141221693984610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG-JYxD2I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/fJCqL8u9AZE/s200/Picture+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJBDsi7pI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Auxr35F-5B8/s1600-h/Picture+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279143470729195154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNJBDsi7pI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Auxr35F-5B8/s200/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ruin that left today are a mere shadow of Persepolis' former glory. Sitting on the top of the hill, i can see the enormous scale of Persepolis and the ruin leaves me breathless .. (and i keep on teringat the film - 300; the battle between Spartan and Persian God-King Xerxes where the movie portray Xerxes so like monstrous .. and of course, the Spartan warriors with manripped abs, toning and overall bad-ass muscles LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5621309975050477316?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5621309975050477316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5621309975050477316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5621309975050477316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5621309975050477316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/magnificent-persepolis.html' title='Magnificent Persepolis'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNG8ltWYoI/AAAAAAAAAlw/6PqHfBQl9c4/s72-c/Picture+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-2340242537385153405</id><published>2008-12-12T22:35:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:02:55.834+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>The road less traveled - Part I</title><content type='html'>Shiraz, Iran - The home to splendid gardens, exquisite mosques and ancient sophistication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-6RBeG8I/AAAAAAAAAlA/DURm2-AG8WE/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279132358931258306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-6RBeG8I/AAAAAAAAAlA/DURm2-AG8WE/s200/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached at noon and had to que for almost 2 hours to pass the immigration. Once thru and get our bags, we tried to find a taxi counter. None !!! Then an old man asked us if we need a taxi..well kind of.. just imagine when u are in a country where most of the people didn’t speak English..you just have to figure it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached the hotel, it’s already 4++ and after check-in, we decided to walk around the town. Not that Shiraz is big anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNBOuJqkoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/S5UA0Ovq9E8/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279134909370897026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNBOuJqkoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/S5UA0Ovq9E8/s200/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNBOYMiilI/AAAAAAAAAlY/bUVhtUU8ASc/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279134903477373522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNBOYMiilI/AAAAAAAAAlY/bUVhtUU8ASc/s200/Picture+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-5URgejI/AAAAAAAAAkw/fW7v-NxaIa8/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279132342623959602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-5URgejI/AAAAAAAAAkw/fW7v-NxaIa8/s200/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-5zLw0EI/AAAAAAAAAk4/q0gVZJ04MlU/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279132350921363522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-5zLw0EI/AAAAAAAAAk4/q0gVZJ04MlU/s200/Picture+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huge Citadel of Karim Khan. The Southeastern tower has a noticeable lean, having subsided into the underground sewerage system that serve the citadel's bath house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-6_-2M4I/AAAAAAAAAlI/snXJRVCOCsk/s1600-h/Picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279132371536720770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-6_-2M4I/AAAAAAAAAlI/snXJRVCOCsk/s200/Picture+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNCIdKUqDI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ab6XcdSNzC0/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279135901242665010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUNCIdKUqDI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ab6XcdSNzC0/s200/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iranian is super friendly. Those 2 guys are trying to help us to find a restaurant that was suggested in Lonely Planet, eventhough they didnt know where it is. Shiraz at nite, the road is almost empty.. The night is extremely cold and since we did not find the restaurant, we decided just to stay in the hotel - drinking tea like Iranian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, since i’m super punctual, had breakfast at 7am sharp. Rao and Putri is yet to come down (as expected). Baxter, an American that sitting next to me in the flight from Dubai is staying in the same hotel, so had breakfast with him. He told me that as an American, he need to travel in group with travel agent. American was not allowed to travel independently in Iran. I didn’t know that.. Anyway, i don’t blame the Iranian government to implement such rules, those crazy Americans(i should say American since it was that stupid Bush that said it) are the one who says that Iran is an axis of evil. And Baxter did quipped that he didn't see any evil yet but he’s only there for 1 day... i found that statement hilarious..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-7RzjMeI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JDhKz73XrmY/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279132376321176034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-7RzjMeI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JDhKz73XrmY/s200/Picture+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-2340242537385153405?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/2340242537385153405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=2340242537385153405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2340242537385153405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/2340242537385153405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/road-less-traveled-part-i.html' title='The road less traveled - Part I'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SUM-6RBeG8I/AAAAAAAAAlA/DURm2-AG8WE/s72-c/Picture+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8882352742536671579</id><published>2008-12-03T15:37:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:21:47.210+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Cuti &amp; Pesta..</title><content type='html'>These few weeks are very the busy one. No blog entry, no shopping, no lepakking. All energy has to channel to works related activities only. Now, that time had ended, i can enjoy life again.. YAYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is UAE National Day, so it is a public holiday. Taking advantage of the holiday, there’s a Karnival held by SMG(Singapore Muslim Group) &amp;amp; MyUAE-PRO(Malaysian in UAE). I always wonder why the Karnival was called Asian Football 5 a side when it was not only footballs played...hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my business, nanti komplen banyak kang, kena marah la pulak..dah la tak participate, banyak la pulak nak complaint..hahahaha. Anway, i had great fun yesterday, even though rather disappointed that our women team did not won the Captain’s ball. Malaysia team A is very very good. Just not their luck i guess. Its OK ladies, next year with a little bit of practices, i’m sure you gals can win. Team B, even though kelam kabut but it’s OK, you gals have potential LOL..yang penting, everyone enjoy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8882352742536671579?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8882352742536671579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8882352742536671579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8882352742536671579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8882352742536671579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuti-pesta.html' title='Cuti &amp; Pesta..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1791740058197400364</id><published>2008-12-02T20:00:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:06:17.928+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Has the bubble burst?</title><content type='html'>Excerp from The Economist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sheen comes off glitzy Dubai, the other Gulf states are getting nervous too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THEY said you couldn't create islands in the middle of a city," shouts a property advertisement over a jammed Dubai motorway. "We said, what's next?" The range of answers has become gloomier by the week, as the debate moves from whether the Dubai property bubble will burst to just how bad it is going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nervous bankers think property prices could fall by 80% or so in the next year or so. A few months ago, rich foreigners who had bought villas in Dubai were complaining about the quality of the sand on their artificial beaches or the difficulty of getting water to circulate around the twiddly fronds of the man-made island shaped like a palm. Now prices for some smart developments have been cut by 40% since September, shares in property firms have lost 80% of their value since June, and big developers are laying people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The region's banks will suffer too. Gulf policymakers are still making cheery statements about the region's limited exposure to subprime loans but are quieter about heavy investments in inflated local property markets by regional banks, particularly Islamic ones. But worried banks are sharply reining in their mortgage lending. A series of arrests of senior businessmen as part of a fraud investigation is also making people twitchy. There is even talk of a coming "Gulf Enron".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the stunning opacity of government economic data is increasing the air of uncertainty, &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/officers_bio.cfm?id_officer=20060921064056"&gt;Muhammad Alabbar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/officers_bio.cfm?id_officer=20060921064056"&gt;Muhammad Alabbar&lt;/a&gt;, who heads &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid5519"&gt;Emaar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid5519"&gt;Emaar&lt;/a&gt;, a giant state-controlled property developer, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;took the rare step of telling people how indebted the country is&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Together, the government and state-owned enterprises owe $80 billion--148% of GDP&lt;/span&gt;. Dubai still has a far larger stock of assets, at least some of which are likely to be sold, to cover the debts, to Abu Dhabi or the federal sovereign-wealth fund of the seven-state United Arab Emirates, of which Dubai and Abu Dhabi are the two richest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the Gulf has met Dubai's phenomenal boom with a mixture of envy and emulation. Now there are hints of pleasure at the idea that the epicentre of bullishness may be humbled. But there are worrying questions for the others, too. Could the Dubai property slump prove contagious? Will the &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid1000440"&gt;Gulf Co-operation Council&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid1000440"&gt;Gulf Co-operation Council&lt;/a&gt;  pull together to protect the region's economy? Should its planned monetary union be set aside as governments focus on protecting their own currency? Who do we listen to now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone else has been trying to copy Dubai, it is unclear how economic policy should be reshaped if the model has to be rescued. Advisers who have been preaching free markets and foreign investment will have a tougher time as economic power shifts back to the more conservative, oil-rich governments such as Abu Dhabi and Saudi Arabia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Political stability may be affected too. A worsening economy may encourage political reform, on the assumption that people can be more easily bought off in times of plenty. At a recent BBC debate in Doha, Qatar's capital, on whether Gulf Arabs value profit over people, young Qataris said critics of their countries' poor treatment of foreign workers should look on the bright side; local citizens benefit from large gifts of land and free university education. Since the oil boom began in 2003, mega-rich Qatar has ramped up public spending by an average of 28% per year; the less well-endowed states have had to make do with annual rises of some 15-20%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid1000440"&gt;GCC&lt;/a&gt; economies will go into budget deficits next year for the first time since at least 2002, including Saudi Arabia, whose budget is based on oil at around $50 a barrel but excludes the cost of &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid640991"&gt;Saudi Aramco&lt;/a&gt; massive programme of capacity expansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unemployment will rise as thousands more young people, many of them graduates with high expectations, enter the job market. Social unrest is likely to brew. The question is whether governments will meet it with repression or political concessions.&lt;br /&gt;© The Economist 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1791740058197400364?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1791740058197400364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1791740058197400364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1791740058197400364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1791740058197400364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/has-bubble-burst.html' title='Has the bubble burst?'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8229536773447579919</id><published>2008-12-02T19:56:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:58:58.917+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Layoffs Mount In Dubai Property Sector</title><content type='html'>DUBAI (Dow Jones)--Layoffs are mounting in this city-state's property sector, with one of Dubai's most ambitious government-owned developers announcing big job cuts Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Dubai-based developer &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid1001391"&gt;Nakheel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid1001391"&gt;Nakheel&lt;/a&gt; said Sunday it shed 500 jobs, or 15% of its workforce. In a statement Sunday, the company said it was scaling back work on its projects "to accommodate the current easing market conditions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have the responsibility to adjust our short-term business plans to accommodate the current global environment," the statement said. The company didn't specify where the job cuts were being made or which projects were being scaled back. The company previously said it was looking at slowing work on one of three palm-tree shaped island developments it is building.&lt;br /&gt;(This story and related background material will be available on The Wall Street Journal Web site, WSJ.com.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Sunday, &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid1003575"&gt;Morgan Stanley (MS)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid1003575"&gt;Morgan Stanley (MS)&lt;/a&gt; said it had let go of 10-15 staff from its roughly 110-person Dubai office. The banking layoffs come just months after several big Western banks started beefing up their staff here. International banks had hoped to mine the region for deals and fees that have become hard to come by almost everywhere else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last month, another big developer &lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid178326"&gt;Damac Group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="moretext" href="http://www.zawya.com/cm/profile.cfm/cid178326"&gt;Damac Group&lt;/a&gt;, said it was shedding 200 staff, or 2.5% of its workforce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A layoff in Dubai can be much more problematic than in other places. The United Arab Emirates has a population of 4.4 million, but less than 20% are estimated to be citizens. Expatriates do most of the work - filling everything from low-paid construction jobs to midlevel and senior management positions. Expatriates are required to find new jobs within a month or leave the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai authorities are looking at options to extend the grace period for expatriate employees that lose their jobs before they're forced to leave, a senior government official told Zawya Dow Jones last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the oil-rich Persian Gulf once appeared protected from the financial turmoil swirling around it, a number of factors have combined to cause real pain for governments and companies in the region. Falling oil prices mean lower revenues to pump back into the economy in the form of big infrastructure projects. Banks have been cut off from foreign borrowing lines amid a global credit seize-up, making lending difficult. Meanwhile, in Dubai, the once-red-hot property market is weakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysts at HSBC Holdings PLC (HBC) said prices had fallen 4% in October from September, the first drop in the six years the market has been open to foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;(END) Dow Jones Newswires&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8229536773447579919?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8229536773447579919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8229536773447579919&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8229536773447579919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8229536773447579919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/12/layoffs-mount-in-dubai-property-sector.html' title='Layoffs Mount In Dubai Property Sector'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8928251514565828453</id><published>2008-11-23T08:25:00.009+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:15:10.080+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourite things'/><title type='text'>My New Favourite Thing</title><content type='html'>Wah wah, today feels like Lara Croft. First time in my life i saw, touch and used guns. Lepas Shiela cakap that they are going to menembak, dengan tak malunya i told them that i wanted to tag along hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the club, the manager told us that for beginners, we have to take a lesson before we can start shooting. Alamak so leceh one. Thought once there i can just start shooting..LOL. So experience shooters started first and us beginners, despite our eagerness and nervousness to start shooting, we have to sit for explanation on safety and proper way to handle guns. But it’s allright, the briefing is only about 20-30 mins and really informative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the result is as below picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjbu7L-GAI/AAAAAAAAAkI/5o-TYlQBi8w/s1600-h/cz+75+b+9mm+photo+no+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjgUCZhW3I/AAAAAAAAAko/36vx5ya_6FQ/s1600-h/cz+75+kadet+22mm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271709998683085682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjgUCZhW3I/AAAAAAAAAko/36vx5ya_6FQ/s320/cz+75+kadet+22mm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjbvF7xDlI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/xfSO7ge5ftI/s1600-h/cz+75+kadet+22mm.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first session. Using CZ 75 kadet 22mm from Czech Rep. This gun is light and after a while, i find it quite easy to use. 2 shots are out of range and 4 headshots..hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjeuPdEAwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/sBzraR359fU/s1600-h/beretta+9mm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271708249840943874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjeuPdEAwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/sBzraR359fU/s320/beretta+9mm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 22mm, the trainer trying to talk me to try 9mm. First not keen but after i see the gun, OK why not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Beretta 9mm. The gun is actually quite large and i have a problem to pull the trigger as my finger can't really reach it. I conclude that ths gun is for someone who have big hands..hmmmm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventhough i find it very difficult to hold and shoot this pistol to the fullest of my ability, but the result is not too bad rite ??? Almost all shots goes thru the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using 9mm is quite an experience. It's really an adrenaline rush. A bit scary too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjbusSDpSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/6c49gaAEZNg/s1600-h/cz+75+b+9mm+photo+no+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271704959044527394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjbusSDpSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/6c49gaAEZNg/s320/cz+75+b+9mm+photo+no+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Since i have problem with the Beretta, the trainer change it with CZ 75B 9mm (adik beradik CZ 75 Kadet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the result.. what say you ???&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&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall not too bad for a first timer rite ?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think i might get addicted to this sport. Who knows i can make a living by becoming a contract killer..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8928251514565828453?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8928251514565828453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8928251514565828453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8928251514565828453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8928251514565828453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-favourite-thing.html' title='My New Favourite Thing'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SSjgUCZhW3I/AAAAAAAAAko/36vx5ya_6FQ/s72-c/cz+75+kadet+22mm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4705856142891451003</id><published>2008-11-17T20:49:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:55:34.661+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourite things'/><title type='text'>Not in Dubai</title><content type='html'>I am searching for backpack and trust me finding a backpack in Dubai is like trying to find a needle in haystack.  So very difficult one!! I’ve been to all major shopping malls and can’t find any. Well of course, there’s small daypack by Kipling but I am looking for something like Berghaus or Karrimor or Lowe Alpine, a real deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this searches started when I finally confirmed my trip to Iran, backpacking style...OMG hahaha yup backpacking style which i have not done for the past 4-5 years i guess.  A friend of mine quipped why bother to buy since I will use it most probably 1 time only.  Well, I have been thinking a lot about all my past diving trips and I do miss it.  Started to get in touch with the gang and of course, many of them are asking too many questions on when I am going to join them back.  So, I planned that once I am back to Malaysia next year, I will go for one or even 2 diving trips to my favorite Island. So, if I have plan, I need to have the gears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still searching and googling with a hope that by end of this month I will find it. That’s another 2 weeks to go.  But but but.. I read a comment in a forum that there’s none of ths product in Dubai... oh NOOOOOO. Think tonight I will be dreaming of my dirty full with dust Deuter in the storeroom back at home in KL...sob sob sob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4705856142891451003?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4705856142891451003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4705856142891451003&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4705856142891451003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4705856142891451003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-in-dubai.html' title='Not in Dubai'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1224560043825430599</id><published>2008-11-15T10:00:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:38:12.859+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Magrudy's warehouse sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SR5l0bdq72I/AAAAAAAAAjw/cJp-AROFnfg/s1600-h/warehouse_sale_extended.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268760565469867874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SR5l0bdq72I/AAAAAAAAAjw/cJp-AROFnfg/s320/warehouse_sale_extended.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier planned to go yesterday but malas la tetiba pulak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went this morning. Tried to be there early as read reviews that there's lots of people yesterday. When arrived at 7.45am there's lotsa people queing already.. hmmm almost similar as scene back in Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All books are for Dhs 5 each. huhhhh...very the cheap one?? yuppppp..It is dirt cheap. I bought 5 books for Dhs25 and 2 is hardcover, 2 paperback and 1 NatGeo Encyclopedia of world history. cheap rite???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While queing to pay, a mat saleh lady infront said that she was there yesterday as well and there's more selection. cheyyyy...i should force myself to go yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stationery all gone. Children books quite a lot but i guess good ones are all finished. Lots of school books. Some travel books but i only see Lonely planet and DK for Taiwan, Germany, Central Asia and few other countries that didnt interest me. I'm looking for Egypt but didnt find any.. ohh some of the travel books are 2007 edition so it's not all old books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1224560043825430599?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1224560043825430599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1224560043825430599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1224560043825430599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1224560043825430599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/magrudys-warehouse-sale.html' title='Magrudy&apos;s warehouse sale'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SR5l0bdq72I/AAAAAAAAAjw/cJp-AROFnfg/s72-c/warehouse_sale_extended.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1580879371858665908</id><published>2008-11-12T20:07:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:39:23.756+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stress Day</title><content type='html'>Hari ni memang exceptionally stressful for me. Macam-macam hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_1RFehdI/AAAAAAAAAjY/QvLS2YPlXuU/s1600-h/SuperStock_1612R-22294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267804004747740626" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_1RFehdI/AAAAAAAAAjY/QvLS2YPlXuU/s200/SuperStock_1612R-22294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Busy yang teramat, few meetings dengan customers, staffs voice out dissatisfaction, new customer baru masuk, chase payment and been chase for payment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_qs1MDaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/4H4WADrZArM/s1600-h/Office%2520Stress%25200010.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267803823217053090" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_qs1MDaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/4H4WADrZArM/s200/Office%2520Stress%25200010.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; Argue with partner lagi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_q3QWg8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/Ju9uIgqh_Rg/s1600-h/Office%2520Stress%25200092.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267803826015339458" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_q3QWg8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/Ju9uIgqh_Rg/s200/Office%2520Stress%25200092.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;By afternoon rasa nak menjerit ..arggghhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_ra4HF8I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/g5t6L4pQw_0/s1600-h/smiles_407.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267803835577341890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_ra4HF8I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/g5t6L4pQw_0/s200/smiles_407.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time since i'm in Dubai feels like crying and give-up saja. I don't have energy nak fight with people anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_qdXn-oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/WjftVGZ6J5o/s1600-h/heeelp-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267803819066522242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_qdXn-oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/WjftVGZ6J5o/s200/heeelp-web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my dear colleagues, u know what to do... make sure my replacement come on time huh, no delay delay tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_1kHB1QI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ouHpmEKvqRw/s1600-h/tired_bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1580879371858665908?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1580879371858665908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1580879371858665908&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1580879371858665908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1580879371858665908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/stress-day.html' title='Stress Day'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRr_1RFehdI/AAAAAAAAAjY/QvLS2YPlXuU/s72-c/SuperStock_1612R-22294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-7849507006241930382</id><published>2008-11-09T16:09:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:58:00.170+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Parachuting in Fujairah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT26j3-GI/AAAAAAAAAio/FLix6iIJRx8/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266629754642495586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT26j3-GI/AAAAAAAAAio/FLix6iIJRx8/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Title is so misleading.  Mesti you ols thought aku yang ber "parachuting" hahahha.  Tak ada la aku ni berani sangat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fujairah last Friday. Ingat nak tengok International Parachute Competition coz i know Malaysian team pun ada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT2uqKKtI/AAAAAAAAAig/PCzlQrZDEpw/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266629751447628498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT2uqKKtI/AAAAAAAAAig/PCzlQrZDEpw/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Dah la janji pukul 8.30am berkumpul kat rumah aku.  Memandangkan aku ni boleh tahan punctualnya, by 8am dah siap. Zoe n Chan macam robot, 8.30 ngam2 dah ada bawah rumah. Call uncle "Lehman" tengok2 baru nak pi ambik kawan2. emmm..mesti lambat lagi la nih.  Sempat la aku buatkan American B/fast for Zoe n Chan while waiting for the rest.. that's show how late they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT2UbR8lI/AAAAAAAAAiY/u96YxgX-osU/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266629744405901906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT2UbR8lI/AAAAAAAAAiY/u96YxgX-osU/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dah lama tunggu and angin dah naik sampai kepala, aku decided to just jalan saja. Agree to bagi direction to the rest.  Masa tu dah 10 + ..mana tak naik angin aku. Aku pi dulu ngan Zoe and Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT1sYW3JI/AAAAAAAAAiI/YPcz6hrxJhQ/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266629733656222866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT1sYW3JI/AAAAAAAAAiI/YPcz6hrxJhQ/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tapi lepas tu the rest call cakap dah sampai so we meet up kat simpang Mirdif.  Sampai Fujairah close to 12 noon and jumpa Lina and Shakira dekat Al Meshwar (anyway, kat Fujairah ni, rest. ni jer lah yg paling besar and best for lepak).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT2Cte8mI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dn24LVh5Meo/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266629739650413154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT2Cte8mI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dn24LVh5Meo/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found out that info given earlier was wrong.  Final jump was on Thursday, the day before and Friday is just the closing ceremony and some shows.  Frustnye we ols. Anyway, decided to still check out what's the shows all about.  Tunggu from 3pm sampai 4.30pm, nothing happened cuma ada la organizer nampak bz2, and ths Cessna (i think, kalu salah jgn marah ye) buat acrobatic.  Last-last balik sajer le..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusionnya, jangan jalan kalu tak check plan betul2. Aku nih dah banyak kali terkena pun still buat jugak. Guess next time, i better plan myself instead of thrusting others..hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hari Jumaat tu, best time is lepak at Da Shi Dai lepas balik from Fujairah..we had a good laugh..(laughing at diri sendiri) LOL !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-7849507006241930382?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7849507006241930382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=7849507006241930382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7849507006241930382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/7849507006241930382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/parachuting-in-fujairah.html' title='Parachuting in Fujairah'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRbT26j3-GI/AAAAAAAAAio/FLix6iIJRx8/s72-c/DSC_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6979956442472675676</id><published>2008-11-08T18:03:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:46:52.708+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I've been tagged</title><content type='html'>I’ve been tagged by Shiela. Even though rasa malas nak buat sebab Qs nyer banyak sangat tapi sebab dah kena tag kan so buat jer ler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Hartini  Hanafi&lt;br /&gt;Sisters : 2&lt;br /&gt;Brothers : 4&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size : 8 1/2&lt;br /&gt;Height : 163 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live : Dubai buat masa ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a plane : go figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : only when i go diving. saja2 nak gi swim kat laut tak ada la baik la swimming kat katil lagi best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school : masa kat u dulu selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone’s heart : don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair : more than once..hehehe dengan penuh tak malu nyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : no way, tido lagi best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails : yup i saved all bizs emails and important personal emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like : in dubai – simple and clean. In Malaysia, comfy and clean.&lt;br /&gt;What’s right beside you :  now bantal lah&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate : biskut music nuss yang dibawa khas dari Malaysia (husband fav. kalu rindu kat dia, i eat it. so bekalan kena cukup for 2 mths before balik KL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox : yes&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat : always&lt;br /&gt;Stitches : 2 times – tangan and peha&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose : No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight : no, such things don’t exist. lust yes not love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics : love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with : errrr tak nak cakap nanti kena marah dengan husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile : ntah tak ingat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at : stoopid travel agent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you talk to someone you like : my darling husband la of coz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone : yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick : always esp since dok Dubai ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex : yup we still frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone : husband laaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: nobody that i really hate even that stoopid travel agent tu pun i’m just angry not hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing : definitely no its so ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted : nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in : nobody. I love my own bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now : baju tido light purplish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person : think so tapi tak tau la kalu actually org tengok aku ni eksen sebenarnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets : no way. Pets are no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on : now tak ler tak ada tv dalam bilik but at home in Malaysia yup hv to sleep with tv on and just letak sleeping mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now : meng answer tag from shiela la..what kind of question is this ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth : yup, honesty and truth doesn’t matter if it’s hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father : mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy : definitely no tengok la saiz badan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex : no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to : husband ler. bad days, good days, sad days happy days sumer dia.  he is my bestfren, my soulmate,  my shoulder to cry on and also to yell on and everything lah. well he's  my rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time : don’t know ler depends on mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident : yup otherwise i wont be in the position i am now kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago&lt;br /&gt;1) baru grad and looking for job&lt;br /&gt;2) plan to get marry and have kids by the time i’m 26..huhh&lt;br /&gt;3) start my first job and resign 2 mths after.. for a very stupid reason whc is tak suka kena pheewitt and kacau by mat2 kilang - tiap pagi lepas turun bas kat tepi federal hway tu aku kena jalan about 10mins nak ke office and kena lalu kilang2 tuh and selalu kena kacau ..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;4) seeing too many guys - biasalah kan young and single&lt;br /&gt;5) menghabiskan duit gaji ke arah benda2 yang tak berfaedah.. nyesal tak plan my finances properly kalu tak dah jadi millionaire dah aku.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;1) invest the money so i can be richer&lt;br /&gt;2) ntah ler nanti kalu aku jadi kayer baru pikir&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits&lt;br /&gt;1) boros&lt;br /&gt;2) malas exercise&lt;br /&gt;3) jeles tahap cipan (only applicable to husband, org lain i don’t care)&lt;br /&gt;4) boleh tahan moody jugak&lt;br /&gt;5) Procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in&lt;br /&gt;1) kelate&lt;br /&gt;2) sarawak&lt;br /&gt;3) terengganu&lt;br /&gt;4) kedah&lt;br /&gt;5) dubai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 persons that aku nak tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. TDM&lt;br /&gt;2. KJ&lt;br /&gt;3. Hishamuddin Rais - tukar tiub&lt;br /&gt;4. wong chun wai - new malaysia&lt;br /&gt;5. Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aku dah tagged sumer2 nih, but kalu depa x jawab, dont blame me noooo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6979956442472675676?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6979956442472675676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6979956442472675676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6979956442472675676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6979956442472675676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8651082361926605249</id><published>2008-11-06T23:17:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:27:35.974+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Test for Idiocy</title><content type='html'>Below are four (4) questions and a bonus question.&lt;br /&gt;You have to answer them instantly. Dont cheat cheat aahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take your time, answer all of them immediately . OK?&lt;br /&gt;Let's find out just how clever you really are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Question: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Answer: If you answered that you are first, then you are absolutel! y wrong! If you overtake the second person, you take his place, so you are second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try up next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now answer the second question,but don't take as much time as you took for the first one, OK ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Question: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you overtake the last person, then you are...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Answer: If you answered that you are second to last, then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you overtake the LAST Person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not very good at this, are you?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Third Question:Very tricky arithmetic!&lt;br /&gt;Note: This must be done in your head only.&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT use paper and pencil or a calculator. Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take 1000 and add 40 to it.. Now add another 1000 . Now add 30 .Add another 1000 . Now add 20 . Now add another 1000Now add 10 . What is the total?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get 5000 ? The correct answer is actually 4100. If you don't believe it, check it with a calculator!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll get the last question right. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Question: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary's father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono. What is the ! name of the fifth daughter? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did you Answer Nunu? NO! Of course it isn't. Her name is Mary. Read the question again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now the bonus round:I may have sent this one before. I! 'm never sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mute person goes into a shop and wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating the action of brushing his teeth he successfullyexpresses himself to the shopkeeper and the purchase is done.&lt;br /&gt;Next, a blind man comes into the shop who wants to buy a pair of sunglasses; how does HE indicate what he wants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He just has to open his mouth and ask... It's really very simple.... Like you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8651082361926605249?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8651082361926605249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8651082361926605249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8651082361926605249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8651082361926605249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/test-for-idiocy.html' title='Test for Idiocy'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8558743375098154222</id><published>2008-11-04T16:40:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:58:25.913+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>I curse you !!!!</title><content type='html'>Dah lama aku tak naik angin puting beliung macam semalam. But yesterday, i was really furious. Mangsanya ialah travel agent bodo located in Sharja – Middle East &amp;amp; Euro Tours. Sapa-sapa yang dok in UAE ni jangan ler pakai diaorang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me + 3 ladies plan to go to Jordan during Eid Al Adha yelah cuti lama kan. Since i’m quite busy at the office recently, left the searching and checking to those 3 girls. Voila, got an attractive price from that stupid agent and decided to proceed with them (well of course at that time that agent seems nice and accommodating otherwise we won’t choose them on the first place kan). Masa pegi bayar, system down so we have make a big mistake by paying and agree to received e-ticket instead of tunggu confirmation kat situ. Yelah how difficult it is to purchase and confirm flight ticket kan. Tak pernah aku ada masalah before. Not to say that i’m a seasoned traveler but dah banyak kali aku dok berjalan2 tak pernah ada masalah pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lepas happy-happy lala lala dah bayar and everything balik ke opis and dok berangan nak buat aper kat Jordan nanti. Tup-tup lepas tu kawan aku si Fiza tu call and cakap she received the e-tickets and the date is wrong. Instead of 5th Dec dia bagi 5th Nov. Gilo aper. Hari ni dah 3rd Nov, takkan ko nak suruh aku travel esok lusa. Further checking for the actual date, kena bayar additional 900++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe depa ni tengok aku ada talent marah orang, tugas untuk liase with the agent was given to me ths time. And terrer i am, whole day sitting in the office shouting at that agent and i’m not ashamed to admit that i don’t even rasa kesian sikit pun dekat orang tu kena marah kow-kow dengan aku. Look here, he made a mistake on the date but he put the blame on my friend while all the emails keep on mentioning the date of 5th December. Anyway mistake been made and whether we like it or not we have to find a solution for a win-win solution not a win-lose solution. Now the ticket dah jadi harga 2200++ which is same like other international airlines. What’s the purpose of us taking budget airline kalau kena bayar mahal. Tak ke bodo tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end its his words against my fren words but at least we have an email to proof that we are right. Still, the company refuse to refund or pay the difference or at least bear half of the difference. It comes back to win-lose situation and i’m at losing side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since all payment pakai credit card aku, I have contacted HSBC and CIMB to cancel my transaction which aku tak tau boleh cancel ke tak. Anyway, hari ni HSBC replied and cakap that depa tak leh stop the transaction unless the merchant agreed to it but at the same time ask me isi “Dispute form” which will be my final recourse on disputing the transaction. I’m trying even though i know it would be difficult. At least HSBC reply gitu, CIMB memang hampeh. Bukan setakat cakap tak boleh buat apa dah, siap remind aku that i need to pay them. Dalam kata lain that’s your problem i don’t care, u still have to pay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku definitely will write a complaint to CIMB pasal ni. Please la, customer ko ni dalam kesusahan, tak payah la ko nak remind me suruh bayar. Itu cakap la dalam surat2 kemudian kalu aku tak bayar. Bodo.. tak pergi training pasal Cust service ker???? Kalo bukan sebab company aku pakai ko, memang tak ingin pun aku bukak akaun dengan CIMB. Aku nak pi komplen kat si Nazir tu, awat tak pandai ajar staff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dari semalam sampai hari ni marah aku tak hilang lagi esp marah pada diri sendiri for such a bad judgment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Balik nanti nak try nih..maybe will help me back to my senses....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264783695939699362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRBE4J_BAqI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ePNIJU1ULAc/s320/stress.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8558743375098154222?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8558743375098154222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8558743375098154222&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8558743375098154222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8558743375098154222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-curse-you.html' title='I curse you !!!!'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRBE4J_BAqI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ePNIJU1ULAc/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-5831775921083673582</id><published>2008-11-04T12:01:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:18:07.836+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>The Devil's Pool</title><content type='html'>The Devil's Swimming Pool, Zimbabwe &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will find the most magnificent Victoria Falls at a height of 128m. In mths of Sept and Dec, people can swim as close as possible to the edge of the falls without falling over !! These falls are becoming well known amongst the radical tourist industry as more and more people search for the ultimate experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADc04Ev2I/AAAAAAAAAfk/Mi9P0ZrYr18/s1600-h/zimba.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264711758161166178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADc04Ev2I/AAAAAAAAAfk/Mi9P0ZrYr18/s320/zimba.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADdMPL-WI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zy10PjqHuQg/s1600-h/zimba2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264711764432124258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADdMPL-WI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zy10PjqHuQg/s320/zimba2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADdtvCq1I/AAAAAAAAAf0/BAO4tKNYpXs/s1600-h/zimba3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264711773424102226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADdtvCq1I/AAAAAAAAAf0/BAO4tKNYpXs/s320/zimba3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADd9BMUeI/AAAAAAAAAf8/V9EEjwTK1So/s1600-h/zimba4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264711777526764002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADd9BMUeI/AAAAAAAAAf8/V9EEjwTK1So/s320/zimba4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADeGbW-1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/FHJoM8ZOf5c/s1600-h/zimba+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264711780052433746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADeGbW-1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/FHJoM8ZOf5c/s320/zimba+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amacam Shiela.. jom kita pi berenang kat situ next year.. ada berani ????&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;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-5831775921083673582?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/5831775921083673582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=5831775921083673582&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5831775921083673582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/5831775921083673582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/devils-pool.html' title='The Devil&apos;s Pool'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SRADc04Ev2I/AAAAAAAAAfk/Mi9P0ZrYr18/s72-c/zimba.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4014527657156144792</id><published>2008-11-02T15:33:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:51:09.729+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQ2UEIgZAcI/AAAAAAAAAfc/1jWjlideofI/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264026338189705666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQ2UEIgZAcI/AAAAAAAAAfc/1jWjlideofI/s320/crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQ2QI1vWU8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/yR9STJKzpEE/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4014527657156144792?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4014527657156144792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4014527657156144792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4014527657156144792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4014527657156144792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQ2UEIgZAcI/AAAAAAAAAfc/1jWjlideofI/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1677927774955532092</id><published>2008-11-01T15:13:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:36:12.665+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourite things'/><title type='text'>The Secret Life of Bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lurrrrve it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQw6mwaUPmI/AAAAAAAAAfE/85CgkuIEr84/s1600-h/200px-The_Secret_Life_of_Bees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263646501993987682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQw6mwaUPmI/AAAAAAAAAfE/85CgkuIEr84/s320/200px-The_Secret_Life_of_Bees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQw6QeX7KsI/AAAAAAAAAe8/O020eMkhTJA/s1600-h/MV5BOTgzNDIzMTM2OV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMTQzNTE4MQ%40%40__V1__CR0,0,810,810_SS80_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263648473046445842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQw8ZfJ17xI/AAAAAAAAAfM/3QbbR-EhTrc/s320/beesposter1-(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQw6QG9jteI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lquB13716SM/s1600-h/51Y8Ed%252BI5HL__SL500_BO2,204,203,200_AA219_PIsitb-sticker-dp-arrow,TopRight,-24,-23_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" An enchanting parable of hope and love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1677927774955532092?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1677927774955532092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1677927774955532092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1677927774955532092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1677927774955532092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/11/secret-life-of-bees.html' title='The Secret Life of Bees'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQw6mwaUPmI/AAAAAAAAAfE/85CgkuIEr84/s72-c/200px-The_Secret_Life_of_Bees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8307553661297003190</id><published>2008-10-31T11:13:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:21:43.723+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Razak Baginda acquitted</title><content type='html'>SHAH ALAM, Oct 31 (Bernama) -- The High Court today acquitted political analyst Abdul Razak Abdullah Baginda and called for the defence of Chief Inspector Azilah Hadri and Corporal Sirul Azhar Umar in the murder trial of Mongolian woman, Altantuya Shaariibuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Judge Datuk Mohd Zaki Md Yasin ruled that the prosecution had failed to make out a prima facie case against Abdul Razak. He set Nov 10 for Azilah and Sirul Azhar, both members of the Special Action Squad (UTK), to make their defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azilah, 32, and Sirul Azhar, 36, are charged with murdering Altantuya, then 28, at a location between lots 12843 and 16735 in the Mukim of Bukit Raja here between 10 pm on OCt 19 and 1 am on Oct 20 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul Razak, 48, executive director of the Malaysia Strategic Research Centre, had been charged with abetting in the murder in the Federal Territory of Kuala Lumpur between 9.54 am on Oct 18 and 9.45 am on Oct 19 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charges carry the death penalty upon conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: malas nak komen lah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8307553661297003190?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8307553661297003190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8307553661297003190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8307553661297003190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8307553661297003190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/10/razak-baginda-acquitted.html' title='Razak Baginda acquitted'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-8698785122009906692</id><published>2008-10-30T11:24:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:40:32.696+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting place in Dubai'/><title type='text'>It's the Season To be Jolly...tararararararra....</title><content type='html'>Winter is coming. The heat of torturing summer is now over. I came to Dubai at the start of winter last year. Pleasant weather not too cold yet and not hot anymore. Maghrib masuk pukul 5.30. So i have ample time to savor the city at nite and mind you, this city is really beautiful on winter nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljJFKJHkI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bVYmCd0vJDY/s1600-h/heritagevillage7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262846647213825602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljJFKJHkI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bVYmCd0vJDY/s200/heritagevillage7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Its time to lepak. heritage village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite lepak place is Madinat Jumeirah, Marina/JBR walk and Uptown Mirdiff. This places remind me of home, but of course more posh la. Yelah Malaysian kan suka outdoor dining and lepakking. Majority of eatery or lepakking place in Malaysia ada outdoor space. Doesn’t matter the weather we just love to sit outdoor sambil people watching sambil komplen pasal kerja or bosses. This must be true judging at mamak stall yang macam cendawan tumbuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course lepakking in Dubai is not as cheap as in Malaysia lah. In Malaysia, we can just spend like 2 ringgit for a glass of teh tarik and roti canai and sit there for hours whereas in Dubai for 1 time lepakking average cost is 18dirham(just a mug of starbuck coffee) and add lagi makan or shisha or another glass of coffee, one time lepak can cost us $100. Just imagine..where got money to lepak everyday like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljI_xpJ9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/_FkwYpuEeuI/s1600-h/dubai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262846645768890322" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljI_xpJ9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/_FkwYpuEeuI/s200/dubai2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Desert Safari, dune bashing memang scary and i don't enjoy that at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i’ve been almost to all ceruk in Dubai and maybe the best cheap place to lepak during winter is at Satwa, the whole stretch yang ada Pizza Hut, Thai rest (don’t eat there, the cook is Indian and tak best lansung lansung), Beirut rest and my all time favourite Al Mallah a Lebanese rest. The staffs are friendly, foods are OK and price is decent. Shawarma only cost 5dirham and chai is only 2.5 i think. Paling penting, kedai tu bersih. Also, the street is famous for pak-pak Arab dok menunjuk kehebatan kereta masing-masing. Masa aku mula-mula sampai dulu, almost every night pegi lepak kat Al Mallah tu. Semua jenis keta dapat tengok. Masa tu baru datang, so macam jakun jer tengok keta-keta yang pelik2 hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljI59szUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/hETGjeJoYTA/s1600-h/Picture+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262846644208848194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljI59szUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/hETGjeJoYTA/s200/Picture+265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Global Village, macam-macam ado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lurrrrrve winter in Dubai. There are so many activities held during this time such as Global Village, Flea market, lots of concerts, Jazz festival, shopping carnival, sports events and lists are endless and the fact that i can just strolled around the city without sweating and can lepak outdoor while people watching, that’s great rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljIlr8sKI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/S6KqBR6GPlw/s1600-h/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262846638765682850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljIlr8sKI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/S6KqBR6GPlw/s200/610x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Dubai is winter training place for some famous European football clubs. Kalu adik-adik aku ada sini, mesti dia orang suker giler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, i’m really looking forward for this season to chill out and celebrate... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-8698785122009906692?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8698785122009906692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=8698785122009906692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8698785122009906692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/8698785122009906692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-season-to-be-jollytararararararra.html' title='It&apos;s the Season To be Jolly...tararararararra....'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQljJFKJHkI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bVYmCd0vJDY/s72-c/heritagevillage7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-1524069585241949756</id><published>2008-10-27T11:47:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:52:44.007+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Gold Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQVyVsHrzRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4rP3ChqjkXE/s1600-h/24_nt_gold_rush_1_gn_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261737456598502674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQVyVsHrzRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4rP3ChqjkXE/s320/24_nt_gold_rush_1_gn_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aku nak jadi towkey emas lah.. beli kat Dubai and jual kat Malaysia. Semalam harga kat sini 83/gm dah immediately untung $21/gm kalu jual kat Malaysia. est lepas tolak some susutnilai, still boleh untung few $$$$$..muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulfnews:&lt;br /&gt;Drop in prices sparks gold rush&lt;br /&gt;By Dr Abdul-Hadi Al-Timimi, Abu Dhabi Editor and Mahmood Saberi, Senior ReporterLast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu Dhabi/Dubai: Thousands of people jammed the town centre Thursday night and Friday afternoon as they rushed to buy gold with prices plummetting to as low as Dh 80 for a gram of 22 carat gold.&lt;br /&gt;A combination of lower oil prices, financial meltdown, profit-making and the upcoming Diwali festivities had played a vital role to push gold prices down by 20 percent, a major gold jewellery dealer said.&lt;br /&gt;"The volume of sales increased 400 percent Thursday night,” said Tushar Patni, Chairman of Golden Jewellery Group of Abu Dhabi.  He said sales at each sales amounts to between 30 to 50 Kilos of gold in one shift ", he explained.&lt;br /&gt;Gulf News witnessed the rush to buy gold which lasted until midnight. Gold shops owners said that the buyers are all expats who wanted to cash on this "golden" opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it is a one-off chance to invest in gold", said Baqir Akbar, a Pakistani IT engineer who has been working in Abu Dhabi for two years.&lt;br /&gt;"I could maximize the returns of my saving through buying into cheap gold", he explained.&lt;br /&gt;Patni agreed saying that expats who missed a similar opportunity two months ago are determined to grab this one.&lt;br /&gt;"We had similar drop in the gold prices in August down to Dh 84.", he said. "Some people were not financially ready and a lot of them were away on holidays and they missed that opportunity."&lt;br /&gt;Those who bought gold then made a profit when the prices went up again to Dh 104 a gram after that short period.&lt;br /&gt;There are about 125 gold shops in Abu Dhabi, 85 of them are members of the Gold Jewellery Group.&lt;br /&gt;The drop in gold prices will also be short-lived and retailers expected it to last for a week before picking up again.&lt;br /&gt;"We expect this low price to last for one week only", Patni said. "Gold shops will have a special sales day on Sunday. At the end of next week prices can go up and those who are now buying gold can make a profit".&lt;br /&gt;‘Our raffle barrels were full’&lt;br /&gt;In Dubai, the famous Gold Souq and gold shops were also swamped by buyers. Swapna Nair, general manager of Dubai Gold and Jewellery Group, said she expects the same huge rush on Danteras, when Indians have to traditionally buy gold on that day.&lt;br /&gt;“This is biggest drop in price for a long time,” she said. The last time prices dipped down was during the Dubai Summer Surprises, to Dh 84.5 per gram.&lt;br /&gt;“Our raffle draw barrels could not turn (beacuse of the vouchers inside). The large population of Indians in the UAE makes a lot of difference (to the sale of gold),” she said.&lt;br /&gt;A gram of 24 carat gold is presently selling at Dh 86. Indians prefer 24 carat gold jewelery.&lt;br /&gt;Nair said it was very difficult to predict gold prices in the near future as it depends on many factors. “Oil prices are down, so gold prices are down. But the dollar is strong,” she noted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-1524069585241949756?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1524069585241949756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=1524069585241949756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1524069585241949756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/1524069585241949756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/10/gold-rush.html' title='Gold Rush'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SQVyVsHrzRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4rP3ChqjkXE/s72-c/24_nt_gold_rush_1_gn_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-6870299276735395994</id><published>2008-10-21T17:36:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:44:02.776+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>What happened yesterday ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Hot news in Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Lah marah TDM. Kesian TDM..but remember last time TDM pun do the same thing to Tunku Abdul Rahman in fact lagi teruk masa tu macam-macam dia dok kata..Tapi i think this is the first time Pak Lah really marah orang kot, not only TDM kena, Muhyiddin pun kena jugak ...wahhhh..looks like he’s Mr Nice Guy no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYR 900K was budgeted to build PJ mayor house..wahhh bestnya jadi Datuk Bandar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan Alor kena tukar nama. Apalah DBKL tak ada kerja lain ke nak buat, ini nak menconfusekan hidup orang sajala ni. Why must change the name if there is no apparent reason for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh Khan accepts Datukship. Lantak engkau la labu. Kadang-kadang rasa malu je jadi orang Malaysia. Malu sebab ramai sangat so call pemimpin di Malaysia yang “dungu”. Ada separuh tu so obvious kedunguannya, orang tanya lain jawab lain, idea-idea yang diutarakan nonsense sebab tak buat research and yang aku paling marah bila tak tahu hujung pangkal cerita...hellllooooo!!!!! if you are the Minister for that Department, you should know better kan ???? Sama macam kami-kami yang bekerja biasa, a good HOD must know what is happening in the department, you just cannot lose track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police to learn Hokkien “dirty” words so they know if public are swearing at them. Hahahaha memang menggelikan hati.. saja je la ni nak menghabihkan duit . why only Hokkien, why not tambah lagi Hakka, Cantonese, Tamil, Spanish, Latin and segala macam bahasa mak nenek in ths world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. My office&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viraj is complaining that i’m taking too many holiday ..ehhh hellllooooo... apa pulak !! dah policy company aku macam tu..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he mentioned that for my replacement we have to find a better solution to make this situation work and he think MISC entitlement of 4x home leave/year is disadvantage to the JV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer to him is simple that if his company did not like our policy, they should not dream to have a joint venture with us in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apala la dia ni banyak kali dah cakap tak paham-paham.. If our oversea assignment policies are not attractive, tak kan ada staff yang nak kerja kat our oversea offices. Boss ko pun tak bising, ko plak yang banyak cakap. Anyway, your thought didn’t count OK !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. My car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SP3bW7FNk5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/3DPNUAyOKMQ/s1600-h/Image(85).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259601126701765522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SP3bW7FNk5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/3DPNUAyOKMQ/s200/Image(85).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the car from UCR in the evening. Still Honda Civic but the colour is ugly blue ( i don’t know what kind of blue it is). Semalam bercitchat dengan Kamarul and he asked me why this time aku tak mengamuk dengan my admin girl..and yup this time i’m so cool and i realize maybe that’s because i’m too homesick to get angry. Think i am too miserable to get upset, all my energy was channel elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Still &lt;/span&gt;homesick but dah adjusted to Dubai time. Sleep at 11+ and woke up at 6 am, which is normal. No mood to work or talk to anybody. Try to be pleasant to others and so far manage to achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent time updating my facebook yang dah berzaman tak update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-6870299276735395994?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/6870299276735395994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=6870299276735395994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6870299276735395994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/6870299276735395994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-happened-yesterday.html' title='What happened yesterday ???'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SP3bW7FNk5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/3DPNUAyOKMQ/s72-c/Image(85).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4865336150594119449</id><published>2008-10-20T08:53:00.010+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:46:35.426+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>To all the girls i love before..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fate chooses your relations, you choose your friends."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Jacques Delille (1738 - 1813) French poet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got msg from Eti..one of my good friend since matric dulu.surprise surprise..and with this hello, i found myself going back to all the memories. We did have lots of fun didn’t we ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It strange how our mind connected or is it the 6th sense ?? I’ve been thinking of few old frens, incl Eti last few weeks and in fact had tried to google them. Manage to find some and reconnect with them. I did find Eti due to all her impressive achievements in recent years but when i emailed her, there’s no reply. So u can imagine my surprise when she says hello in my blog. Found out that she’s in Germany pursuing her studies and did not get my earlier email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have different set of good friends, kawan masa sekolah, masa kat MRSM, masa kat Matrik, masa in Uni and frens when i started working. There’s some that i’m really close and there’s some that just an acquaintance. Those who are really close have been there all ths years, thru laughters and tears and there’s some who i have not met for years but they always have a special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How strange it is when a used to be cool attractive looking guys that all of us young girls are crazy about doesn’t seems so cool anymore and those things that create huge arguments before seems so petty..that’s what we call growing up. When we don’t judge people, when we are too busy with our life to fix others, when we start thinking to save money instead of spending it and when we not only thinking and planning for future but implementing our plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change when they grow older. I have change. I’m still outgoing carefree person but different in certain way. I see things from different point of view. My lifestyle had change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have fun, have a misery, live your life, don’t be afraid to get hurt or to do wrong, to learn.. Go ahead and dare, you will have a fullfilled life with great memories. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to my dear friend Eti, i'm glad that you contact me. You are one of few frens that i hope someday we would meet again....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259169049529361298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SPxSYuLtI5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ewUJLHFOXvU/s320/fren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4865336150594119449?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4865336150594119449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4865336150594119449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4865336150594119449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4865336150594119449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-all-girls-i-love-before.html' title='To all the girls i love before..'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SPxSYuLtI5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ewUJLHFOXvU/s72-c/fren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841852475999536102.post-4911265287255730224</id><published>2008-10-20T04:15:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:46:24.847+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Back to Dubai</title><content type='html'>Back in Dubai...macam biasa everytime lepas cuti, first few days memang emo for me. It was a full flight and masa aku check in window seats semua dah penuh, not that i care anyway sebab i never bother duduk kat mana (unless when i fly economy, mesti nak check in early sebab nak aisle seat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai Dubai airport, found out my admin didnt arrange for my car rental. Malas nak tension2 pepagi buta, took a cab balik rumah. By the time sampai rumah, unpack and segalanya dah nak pukul 5. Tido la kejap since i know aku nak masuk office lambat, pagi2 susah nak dapat taxi. But since i am a morning person by 7+ dah bangun dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since dah bangun, might as well kemas rumah, so by 9+, rumah aku dah spotlessly clean barang2 sumer dah unpacked and susun ke tempat yang sepatutnya...(fyi, bila nak pi memana tinggalkan rumah even for few days saja, aku memang akan tinggalkan dalam keadaan bersih, siap mop and lap segala, so bila balik tak ada la rumah bersepah2 kan ke tensen balik penat2 rumah kotor.. tapi in Dubai, balik kena lap, vacuum and mop sekali lagi sebab berpasir unlike kat Malaysia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua barang dah kemas except for kiriman kawan2:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nesvita for Along, Ain and Apit - Ziela nanti i dah dapat keta i antar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Milo Fuze for Iman, Ilham and Dina - Zaida, statement yg sama macam Ziela..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Korean maggi mee for Janelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Some personal things yang kawan aku kirim to her boyfren yang dok dubai ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ali/Putri, sorry aku tak sempat nak call mak2 korang masa nak balik sini..very the rushing one, no time lehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maghrib masuk dah awal dah pukul 6, so bila tengok kat luar gelap ingat dah malam buta rupa-rupanya baru pukul 7. Weather dah tak panas tapi tak ada la sejuk lagi..i guess macam 24 - 30 degree kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks dengan suami, first night sleep alone - Verdict : sedih bebbb...huhuhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SPvS3sTT2RI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YRBc_pgB7kc/s1600-h/renew.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259028844111976722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SPvS3sTT2RI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YRBc_pgB7kc/s200/renew.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Sayang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4841852475999536102-4911265287255730224?l=tinihanafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4911265287255730224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4841852475999536102&amp;postID=4911265287255730224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4911265287255730224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4841852475999536102/posts/default/4911265287255730224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinihanafi.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-dubai.html' title='Back to Dubai'/><author><name>tini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976891679862692347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6GW4hVGKOE/SPvS3sTT2RI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YRBc_pgB7kc/s72-c/renew.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
