<?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-5741989130667046084</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:18:09.043+08:00</updated><category term='Book'/><category term='Kereta'/><category term='Diet'/><category term='Duit'/><category term='Relatives'/><category term='Perasaan saya'/><category term='work'/><category term='Event'/><category term='Movie'/><title type='text'>I am telling you my stories...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-6636071036923173411</id><published>2010-06-21T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:19:01.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulcinea's stories @ Word Press</title><content type='html'>Since saya guner Press Press skang, so, sy nak update my stories kat Word Press, senang nak upload guner Press Press saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://dulcineaterritory.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6636071036923173411?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6636071036923173411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/dulcineas-stories-word-press.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6636071036923173411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6636071036923173411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/dulcineas-stories-word-press.html' title='Dulcinea&apos;s stories @ Word Press'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-8394265204418713504</id><published>2010-06-15T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:41:08.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World cup fever</title><content type='html'>Saya masih dalam mode merai kemenangan Germany terhadap Australia di mana salah satu gol yg disumbat oleh Germany adalah hasil tandukan hero bola yg di adore dari dulu, Miroslav Klose. Sapa mamat ni? Yer la , Klose ni pemain Bundesliga, kalo main dalam kelab inggeris ker, liga sepanyol ker, mgkn lebey terkenal kot. Ala, Bayern Munich ok what, main kat champions league. Masuk semi final OK baru2 ni. 3 gol lagik diperlukan utk challenge Ronaldo's record for WC gol.. Yeahhhh u can do it, Klose !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurmm, nama pon pmpn kan, kiter tgk bola, bukan nak tgk sangat skill hebat players pon, the first thing yg nak tgk, ader player hensem tak. Tu la saya dan kawan2 saya buat masa world cup 1998. Masa tu, minat Japan sebab ader golkeeper yg comel yg bernama Yoshikatsu Kawaguchi. Tak diluperkan Hidetoshi Nakata, player Asian yang agak stylo tatkala itu. Tp masa tu Japan kalah teruk la..... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demam terus melanda tahun 2002. It begun when i watched Germany lawan Saudi Arabia. Waktu tu mesti ramai igt lagik, Germany bantai Arab 8-0. 5 gol drpd jaringan tu adalah drpd Klose. Wahhhhhh... serius hot tgk Klose masa tuuu.. Lps game tu, memang terus sokong germany. Hes demn hot. Ye la... Umur pon baru 24 tahun. Baru setahun jadik international player, But that year , Germany kalah kat Brazil masa final. Hurmmm, Brazil kan memang kuat masa tu.. So what do i expect ? Tak diluperkan Oliver kahn (keeper yg pendek, tp kira powerr arr gak masa tu..).. Ekekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euro 2004? x layan, mgkn sebab tadek source nak tgk. Germany kalah first round.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurmmm... World cup 2006. kat mana ? kat Germany laaaa... Tp tahun ni tahun last Oliver kahn main ngn Germany. Yer la kan, dah tua, so, kasik orang muda plak ehhhh jaga gol. Tp tak best la kan sebab tak dapat bawak team gi final pak cik ni. Masa ni ader abang ballack&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, borowsi, podolski, schweinsteiger tp tak sure plak philip lahm dah main ker belum mase ni.. 3rd place n play at your own place. Hurmmm... ok la tuuu.. tp mcm nasib jer la dapat 3rd place. klose pon ader main tp tak menyengat sangat laaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World cup tahun ni? hurmmm.. still sokong germany, abg ballack tadek plak sebab injured. klose, podolski, lahm still main bersama2 ngn generasi baru yg agak2 muda belia.. memang la si loew ni nak carik pelapis baru. xkan 4 thn akan datang nak soh klose ngn ballack main? dah agak kerepot bagi mereka2 itu. hahahhaha.. lagik satu, sokong england sebab ader lampard. yg lain ? layan jer la ehhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, pemain2 germany, siler tolong klose supaya beliau dpt score more goals for the next games.. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8394265204418713504?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8394265204418713504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8394265204418713504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8394265204418713504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup-fever.html' title='World cup fever'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-3120145529424110555</id><published>2010-06-07T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:40:13.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarapan pagi ini</title><content type='html'>Setelah percubaan minggu lepas tak menjadik langsung, hari ni saya telah membuat percubaan sekali lagik, percubaan membuat  cucur bawang dan ikan bilis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result cucur bawang &amp;amp; ikan bilis last week:&lt;br /&gt;Hancur barai, tak melekat langsung, tiada rupa cekodok.&lt;br /&gt;Rasa : Sedap la jugak&lt;br /&gt;Kemungkinan : terlalu byk ingredients, kurang tepong dan terlebih air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result hari ni:&lt;br /&gt;Bentuk ada&lt;br /&gt;Rasa : boleh la tahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, percubaan hari ni menjadik.. Hoyeahhhhhhh ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3120145529424110555?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3120145529424110555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/sarapan-pagi-ini.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3120145529424110555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3120145529424110555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/sarapan-pagi-ini.html' title='Sarapan pagi ini'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-7259775552031782688</id><published>2010-06-05T08:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:10:08.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Event'/><title type='text'>Pagi dikejutkan dengan bunyi meriam yang mengganas</title><content type='html'>Agak-agak bunyi meriam kat Msia ni sebab apa eh? Bukan mcm kat Tebing Gaza di mana orang Palestine terpaksa lari sembunyikan diri takut diserang dek tentera rejim Zionis. Hari ni, Agong's birthday.  So ader celebration meraikan ulang tahun kelahiran Yang di Pertuan Agong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soklan cepu cemas from one of my colleagues (A) to another co worker (B). Siapa nama Agong sekarang. Jawapan tak ley blah drpd B kepada A ; Sultan Azlan Shah! Memang fail la subject current issue B ni. Agak2 kalo tny siapa Perdana Menteri Malaysia, mesti B jawab, Mahathir Muhammad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im proud of myself as i know what is my Agong's name : Tuanku Mizan Zainal Abidin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada tuanku, semoga panjang umur!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-7259775552031782688?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7259775552031782688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/pagi-dikejutkan-dengan-bunyi-meriam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7259775552031782688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7259775552031782688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/06/pagi-dikejutkan-dengan-bunyi-meriam.html' title='Pagi dikejutkan dengan bunyi meriam yang mengganas'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-3263208354878542378</id><published>2010-05-25T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:57:27.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perasaan saya'/><title type='text'>When I lost my wallet..</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if I need to "mandi bunga" to remove all the "bala" or this is only a "dugaan" from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened on Arny's wedding at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I brought along my wallet? What if I locked the bride's room? What if I kept the handbag in the cupboard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to put all the blame to the demn thief. I know it also happened because of my carelessness. I need to be extra careful next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my:&lt;br /&gt;- IC&lt;br /&gt;- Driving license&lt;br /&gt;- ATM card&lt;br /&gt;- Credit card&lt;br /&gt;- ING card&lt;br /&gt;- ExxonMobil card&lt;br /&gt;- Sogo, Bonus link card&lt;br /&gt;- My picture&lt;br /&gt;- Business cards&lt;br /&gt;- Laundry receipt&lt;br /&gt;- Car lock key&lt;br /&gt;- and of course.. a wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The go-to-hell thief has already used my credit card at the nearest petrol station near to Arny's house. Smart enough to use the pump in which cctv cant really see the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih.... (*sigh).. i really need to mandi bunga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to SPA, maybe ? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3263208354878542378?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3263208354878542378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-i-was-my-wallet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3263208354878542378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3263208354878542378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-i-was-my-wallet.html' title='When I lost my wallet..'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-715356119063303312</id><published>2010-04-26T13:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T13:37:18.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kereta'/><title type='text'>Konfiden... then.. tawakal jer laaaaaaaa ;-p~</title><content type='html'>Hari ni tak keje.. So macam2 jugak la plan nak buat and most of the plans dah buat. Apa yg belum buat? Basuh baju.. Takper.. jap lagik buat la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru balek dari Sogo. I drove gi Sogo.. mcm tak cayer jer kan.. Yer.. memang kalo ikut naluri emak kat rumah kat temerloh tu, mcm tak caya jer anak beliau bawak keter kat tgh2 KL tu.Bukti? SMS kerap kali di hantar utk melaporkan keadaan, kereta dah selamat parking ker, parking mcm mana, dah selamat smpai ker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since hari ni cuti, memang saja bawak kete tengah2 KL, igtkan kereta sket, byk keter wehhh, berdebor sangat la tapi spt yg di remind oleh 3 orang advisor cum trainer yg terdiri daripada ayah, anol dan alep, termasuk advisor yg boley la dikatakan bertauliah, puan emak di kampung, sy memang sentiasa berhati2 dan alert terutama encik2 motor yg suker cilok di mana ruang2 yg ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellll... ni bukan kali pertama bawak kete kat KL hokkayyy... semalam ngn kelmarin pon bawak gak gi keje tapi tak la mencabar sangat sebab tak byk keter.. tp balek rumah banyak keter esp kat jalan tun razak.. igt susah sangat nak bawak kete masa keter banyak.. tp biler bawak 2-3 hari ni. boley laa.. tak la menggerunkan sangat ponnnn.. lgpon masa chinese new year dulu, i bawak kereta dr KL smpai ayer kerohhhh... POONNN banyak keterrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang menggerun kan nak parking... parking kat rumah ni kene buat bay parking... ooo serius.. nyesal tak blaja masa kat rumah.. parallel reverse parking tu still tak apply lagik. takperla.. i blaja slow2.. hurmmm... since tak leh nak praktikkan kat sini, i blaja kat youtube jer laaa... berguna hokkkayyyyy..... very useful.. i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nak tido la sat... tgh2 ari ni rugi plak kalo tak tidooo... nanti i sambung la balek... pasal citer lain... tatata.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-715356119063303312?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/715356119063303312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/04/konfiden-then-tawakal-jer-laaaaaaaa-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/715356119063303312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/715356119063303312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/04/konfiden-then-tawakal-jer-laaaaaaaa-p.html' title='Konfiden... then.. tawakal jer laaaaaaaa ;-p~'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-1058265514523305341</id><published>2010-03-06T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T02:39:54.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya ter"Persona"..</title><content type='html'>Saya excited bile saya dah sampai target saya utk memiliki sebuah kereta sebelum mencecah 26 tahun. Tapi saya rasa kelakar bila saya beli kereta tapi saya masih tak terer bawak kereta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey... orang lain dah lama beli kereta, kenapa baru nak beli kereta? x per la.. lantak orang lain laa.. diorang punye duit, diorang rasa diorang perlu beli kereta dulu.. so.. go ahead laaaa beli kereta dulu.. kereta is what i want.. not what i need.. takdek kereta pon i leh survive! lgpon i byk drebar, drebar monorel ? drebar taxi? drebar bus?? i still need them even thou i own my own car now! and i will always need them.. ;-) (...haih teringat plak drebar monorel yg comel lagi cute semalam..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambar dari bahagian atas, baru lepas kene lap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5FCP0G8piI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vd6J0sQ1cpY/s1600-h/Image0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5FCP0G8piI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vd6J0sQ1cpY/s320/Image0265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445206263920895522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa Persona ? Persona kan besar.. seswai utk yg berfamili.. utk anak dara, beli MyVi jer dah la... beli jer la keter kecik.. eee first time dgr orang tak suker myvi..".. respons2 orang bila saya bgtau saya prefer Persona to MyVi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5FCGSNxAJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/P70X91DWgL8/s1600-h/Image0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5FCGSNxAJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/P70X91DWgL8/s320/Image0266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445206100203864210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CCN 7712... i likeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5FB--BwyTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ztebgrjDU_4/s1600-h/Image0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5FB--BwyTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ztebgrjDU_4/s320/Image0268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445205974525724978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not sumthing like jatuh cinta pandang pertama... Bila saya tengok persona for the first time, saya pon mcm typical malaysian yg lain.. "Ala Proton..." Stat bila saya terpersona? Owh semuanyer bermula apabila saya tumpang kereta one of my colleagues.. She is a girl, driving Persona, she looked so comfortable driving the car with the wide area. Cool jer tgh2 traffic yg quite heavy. and yg paling best, she drove fast and steady giler masa tgh amik corner side.. i cant see this cool thing when a woman did the same thing in MyVi(even avanza? kelisa? wira? tp jgn la bandingkan kereta mahal yang lain).. lain orang, lain perasaan nyer.. frm that moment, i started to notice persona.. its kewl babeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupon dah beli persona, i still have the typical malaysian punyer thinking "Ala.. proton" tu.. so, i tau2  jer la kalo dah own national car. awal2 dah buat hal.. tempat minyak, alarm and hon are not functioning.. bodoh piang betul la proton ni.. tp disebabkan dah suke punyer pasal.. tutup sebelah mata jer la bende2 bodoh nyer problem tu.. luckily rosak bersebab.. lantak2 laa.. awal2 rosak, still ader warranty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owhhh saya masih belum menjawab kenapa saya prefer persona to myvi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. persona ada bontot ala2 vios lama yg sangat saya kagumi. tak dpt vios,  persona pon OK. sy tak suke montot myvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. persona besar. berbaloi saya amik persona yg harga tak sebanyak mana dengan myvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. walaupon persona tu kereta saya, saya masih nak kereta tu jadik kereta famili saya. walaupon saya tak kawen lagik, saya ada mak, ayah dan adik2 saya. kalau lah saya nak bawak famili saya, saya rasa persona sangat selesa utk mengangkut mereka dan luggage mereka2 kemana2. (naluri saya tepat, ia telah pon diaplikasikan sekarang..), malah mak saya jugak terus teruja bila tengok bonet kereta saya sangat besar, maka beliau boleh jadikan kereta saya sebagai pengangkutan kedua utk pindah barang.. ayah saya pon teruja jugak bila bawak n tengok persona saya dan beliau tak sangka persona pon bukan calang2 kereta (tipikal malaysian.. hohoho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. saya tau, saya beli kereta supaya senang saya balek kampung. so, saya rasa, kalo bawak persona mesti lebey selesa sedikit laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lain orang lain pendapat nyer.. i bought bukan suka2.. i did research.. not just simply buy.. i dah pernah naik both myvi and persona and i can feel the different.. so.. apa2 nak jadik ngn persona saya tu nanti.. bior jer ler.. yg penting i will never forget "ala proton" thinking and ensure physically and mentally and financially preparation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1058265514523305341?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1058265514523305341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/03/saya-terpersona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1058265514523305341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1058265514523305341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/03/saya-terpersona.html' title='Saya ter&quot;Persona&quot;..'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5FCP0G8piI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vd6J0sQ1cpY/s72-c/Image0265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-1998509369172685122</id><published>2010-03-06T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T01:35:11.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barang usha akhirnyer jadi hadiah besday</title><content type='html'>Almost every day, saya akan ke Parkson, Pavillion untuk usha satu "barang" kat toys section. Saya tengok, saya belek2, but at last, saya balek tangan kosong. Otak saya berpikir, ada faedahnyer saya beli Java chip venti ataupon fish n chip Dome ataupon sandal Hush puppies daripada beli bende tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biler akak saya nak hadiahkan "barang" tu kat my in-law, saya berasa agak jeles. jeles sebab nanti in law sy terer main "barang" tu. So, dengan tak malu nyer, saya mintak akak saya adiahkan "barang" tu kat saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Barang" tu adalah .... Rubik's cube 4 x 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E93jSo7zI/AAAAAAAAAVU/F-IhVbQFz4Y/s1600-h/Image0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E93jSo7zI/AAAAAAAAAVU/F-IhVbQFz4Y/s320/Image0285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445201449043160882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 x 5 cube tu milik sifu saya. Beliau la yang offer jadik sifu.. Tetapi saya tak la bersungguh sangat nak belajar sebab saya suruh beliau kasik rumus, then kat rumah saya try.. Tongga yang hampeh sungguh saya nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E9hmbIaiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/NaJVDq_qrZo/s1600-h/Image0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E9hmbIaiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/NaJVDq_qrZo/s320/Image0282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445201071926962722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apa2 pun, saya sangat berterima kasih kepada kakak saya n in law saya yg sanggup hadiahkan satu rubik ni kepada saya. Tidak dilupakan jugak sifu2 saya kat ofis tu.. beliau2 sangat bersungguh2 mengajar supaya saya tak tanya beliau lagik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang saya ada 2x2, 3x3 and 4x4... tunggu saya terer 4x4 then saya akan proceed beli 5x5.. mungkin beli sendiri kot ?? Hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Presiden rubik malaysia adalah ex budak UTP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1998509369172685122?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1998509369172685122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/03/barang-usha-akhirnyer-jadi-hadiah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1998509369172685122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1998509369172685122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/03/barang-usha-akhirnyer-jadi-hadiah.html' title='Barang usha akhirnyer jadi hadiah besday'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E93jSo7zI/AAAAAAAAAVU/F-IhVbQFz4Y/s72-c/Image0285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-8355594962351247032</id><published>2010-03-06T00:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T01:09:09.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa saya suka tengok American Idol 2010</title><content type='html'>Saya ada minat mana2 contestants AI 2010 ke? Owh tak la. Tapi saya ader minat one guy yang suara serak2 ala Chad Kroeger, Nickelback tu. Tp tgk gak la performance beliau next week macam mana. Girls? Tak nmpk lagi mana yang saya suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang menyebabkan saya nak tgk AI 2010 yang sebenar2 nyer adalah.. beliau ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4jq8QzwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VyB3I8S8B70/s1600-h/et_ellen_idoljudge_090909_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4jq8QzwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VyB3I8S8B70/s320/et_ellen_idoljudge_090909_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445195609941266178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4bYAiCGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ahQwT8v5fPQ/s1600-h/american-idol662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4bYAiCGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ahQwT8v5fPQ/s320/american-idol662.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445195467419945058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4TB13uuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/j3HAvNUZ1hw/s1600-h/300.ellendegeneres.show.lc.090809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4TB13uuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/j3HAvNUZ1hw/s320/300.ellendegeneres.show.lc.090809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445195324030696162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kenapa saya minat perempuan ni? Bukan saya les (hey apa salah nyer minat perempuan?.. tp masalah skang beliau ni bukan perempun sejati..  kang mungkin disebabkan kesukaan saya terhadap beliau dianggap lain pulak)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak beliau jadi 1 of the judges of AI 2010, saya dapat rasakan ader tarikan yg sangat kuat.. Apakah itu?? Owhhh.. rupa2 nyer saya sangat suker akan mata beliau... cantek sangat.. saya tergoda.. Auwwwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4JZMtqpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-SqELXyLELM/s1600-h/ellen_degeneres.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4JZMtqpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-SqELXyLELM/s320/ellen_degeneres.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445195158501829266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak de la plak suker tgk rancangan beliau.. cuma masa beliau dalam AI, beliau nmpk menarik.. cantek perempuan ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: perempuan tu adalah Ellen deGeneres (hos rancangan temu bual)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8355594962351247032?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8355594962351247032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/03/kenapa-saya-suka-tengok-american-idol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8355594962351247032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8355594962351247032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/03/kenapa-saya-suka-tengok-american-idol.html' title='Kenapa saya suka tengok American Idol 2010'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S5E4jq8QzwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VyB3I8S8B70/s72-c/et_ellen_idoljudge_090909_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-8804819948352680850</id><published>2010-02-20T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:33:43.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perasaan saya'/><title type='text'>First time pakai colored contact lenses</title><content type='html'>Hari ni first time saya pakai colored contact lenses. Kenapa tetiber saya nak pakai contact lenses? Sebab saya rasa cantek sangat org yg pakai colored contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mintak Akmal teman saya beli CLs sebab dier pakai CLs. Saya beli warna grey(wah.. kereta color grey, mata pon nak kaler grey). Tapi masa tu, sy tak sempat nak belajar nak pakai macam mana sebab tadek tester CLs. Tp Akmal promised nak ajar saya pakai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disebab kan ari ni, konon2 nyer nak bergaya pakai CLs, saya gagahi juga utk belajar. Berbekalkan pengalaman melihat Ellia n Pijah pakai CLs masa kat UTP dulu, ditambahi juga dengan YouTube instructions, saya berjaya juga pakai CLs tanpa pertolongan sesiapa. Nak pakai belah kiri agak senang sebab mata kiri saya ader kelopak. So, senang nak bukak mata dengan seluas2 nyer. Kali kedua percubaan CL dah masuk dalam mata. But not for the right eyes, sebab mata kanan saya sepet. Susah nak bukak luas2. Byk kali jugak la try masuk tapi tak berjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau bukan nekad nak pakai, saya tak rasa saya dpt pakai sendiri. Tak smpai 10 mins, sy berjaya masukkan belah kanan. Saya bangga dengan pencapaian diri sendiri. So ari ni saya bergaya dengan CLs saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betul kata orang, nak keluarkan CLs adalah perkara yg lebey sukar berbanding nak memasukkan CLs dalam mata. Byk kali percubaan nak masukkan jari dalam mata, tp tak sanggup. Disebabkan sy nekad jugak nak keluarkan CLs dari bijik mata saya, saya nekad jugak masukkan jari saya dalam mata. Sebelum try, saya dah browse YouTube lebey awal. Dah berjaya masukkan jari dalam mata, tp still tak berjaya. Disebabkan penat try belah kanan, sy try belah kiri. Hurmm.. Belah kiri senang jer nak keluarkan. Mungkin sebab mata saya belah kiri besar. Lepas tu, sy try balek mata belah kanan. Byk kali percubaan, baru berjaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seronot nyer pakai CLs. Rasa macam nak beli 1 month CLs jer.. Hurmm.. tgk la budget bulan depan mcm mana.. Hehehehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8804819948352680850?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8804819948352680850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-time-pakai-colored-contact-lenses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8804819948352680850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8804819948352680850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-time-pakai-colored-contact-lenses.html' title='First time pakai colored contact lenses'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6655460942891802557</id><published>2010-02-04T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:14:27.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>Apa jadahnyer tertonggeng sebegitu rupa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S2rHxIgWHxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/hh_0dl6GbXg/s1600-h/y+aqil+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S2rHxIgWHxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/hh_0dl6GbXg/s320/y+aqil+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434375547286593298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apa agak nya yang sedang berlaku terhadap Yusuf Aqil ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Merajuk dengan mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Berlatih sembahyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Main sorok-sorok dengan mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cium tilam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... so cute.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6655460942891802557?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6655460942891802557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/apa-jadahnyer-tertonggeng-sebegitu-rupa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6655460942891802557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6655460942891802557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/apa-jadahnyer-tertonggeng-sebegitu-rupa.html' title='Apa jadahnyer tertonggeng sebegitu rupa?'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S2rHxIgWHxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/hh_0dl6GbXg/s72-c/y+aqil+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-6960167109762580092</id><published>2010-02-03T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:39:01.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Event'/><title type='text'>Hari ni ExxonMobil kasi kad Besday</title><content type='html'>Terkejut tetibe dapat kad besday from top management Customer Service, ExxonMobil. Manager and Supervisors sign kad siap kasik wish besday.. Mereka sangat kewl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian January babies sebab kad besday tu di beri stat bulan ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya bukan tak gembira dapat kad besday tu tapi... kad itu akan mengingatkan umur saya yg bakal mencecah 26 tahun akhir bulan ini.. Uwaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa2 pun.. Happy besday to me.. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6960167109762580092?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6960167109762580092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hari-ni-exxonmobil-kasi-kad-besday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6960167109762580092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6960167109762580092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/hari-ni-exxonmobil-kasi-kad-besday.html' title='Hari ni ExxonMobil kasi kad Besday'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-1020281277768913990</id><published>2010-02-03T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:34:36.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Avatar... 3D la pulok..</title><content type='html'>Semalam gi tgk Avatar utk kali kedua, kali ni tgk 3D plak.. memang berbaloi2 tgk 3D sebab Avatar memang sangat best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengok ngn membe2 yg sumer nyer pon tgk for the 2nd, 3rd, 4th dan ader gak yg baru tengok.. siap ader yang hapal script.. memang lawak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan tak best tgk 3D, tp rase macam pening jer tengok lagik2 kalau yg ader fast motion n movement.. every 10 mins mesti kene remove the glasses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa2 pun.. avatar memang best.. pemandangan cantik2.. floating mountains n waterfall.. glow in the dark plants.. even avatar pon glow in the dark.. the bond between avatar n the animals.. kewl giler.. the high technologies.. not sure how james cameron can have a very high imagination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time tgk avatar, rasa makhluk tu hodoh sangat.. last2 tengok.. akhir nyer leh gak la terima.. semuanya ramping2.. tough2.. tadek pon yg boroi2.. buncit.. perot berlapis.. kaki pendek.. gemuk pendek pon jauh sekali.. mungkin the lifestyle yg sangat adventureous menyebabkan avatar ramping2 semuanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rugi sapa2 tak tengok avatar.. hohoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1020281277768913990?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1020281277768913990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar-3d-la-pulok.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1020281277768913990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1020281277768913990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar-3d-la-pulok.html' title='Avatar... 3D la pulok..'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6702745461973299159</id><published>2010-01-27T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:12:18.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kereta'/><title type='text'>Train panjang 2 kali ganda</title><content type='html'>Hari ni saya sangat excited sebab first time saya naik train Putra yang panjang itu. Selama ini, saya hanya membaca di keratan akhbar dan juga pengalaman2 colleagues menaiki train yang panjang itu. Saya teruja!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train itu sangat panjang dan sangat luas. Mungkin peranan warna sangat penting kerana memberi ruang perspektif yg luas di dalam train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa saya naik train panjang? Sebenarnya hari ni saya makan kat secret recepi, berhampiran Taman Bahagia. Jumper semua besfren2 saya (Arny, Pijah, Ellia dan Azren), Mus, Imran dan juga bayi comel, Luke. Beliau semakin comel dan aktif. Saya teruja melihat nyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mus drive kereta Honda City, kereta yg pernah disogok oleh akak ati dan abg najib. Kaler nyer adalah seakan2 warna kereta yang bakal saya miliki, Metal Grey. Lawa siotttt....... warna nyer saja. Saya tetap dengan pendirian saya, saya tak minat kereta transformers tu. Bila saya tgk kereta tu, perasaan utk mendapatkan kereta saya agak membuak2. So, esok saya nak kol Encik Rozlan, jika kereta saya dah ready.. atau.. kereta yg beliau dah usha kat saya tu available lagik tak. Kalo tak, saya nak kebas nyer dulu. Hehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa2 pon.. saya sangat berbangga kerana saya sudah pon menaiki train yang panjang itu! Hehehehe.. Perasaan saya? Puas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6702745461973299159?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6702745461973299159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/train-panjang-2-kali-ganda.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6702745461973299159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6702745461973299159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/train-panjang-2-kali-ganda.html' title='Train panjang 2 kali ganda'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-3960146340479443969</id><published>2010-01-26T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:24:52.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Perasaan malas pergi keje</title><content type='html'>Sekarang saya rasa sangat malas nak bekerja. Pagi2 lepas subuh sy akan pastikan saya tido lepas subuh lebey kurang 10-15 mins. Lepas tu baru saya bersiap2 pergi keje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa keje saya rasa sangat la bohsan nyer. Rutin saya adalah auto in dan jawab call. Tolong orang, kene marah, tempat luah perasaan dan segala2 nyer. Saya sudah muak dengan pekerjaan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp kalo saya tak keje, saya nak dapat income dari mana? Saya bukan kaya. Duit tak jatuh dari langit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh sebab itu, saya tetap teruskan bekerja walaupon malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila la nak rajen ni?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3960146340479443969?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3960146340479443969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/perasaan-malas-pergi-keje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3960146340479443969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3960146340479443969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/perasaan-malas-pergi-keje.html' title='Perasaan malas pergi keje'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-8631536167724440419</id><published>2010-01-26T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:48:38.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duit'/><title type='text'>Berkira-kira apa patut dibeli dengan duit gaji yang masuk semalam</title><content type='html'>Semalam masuk gaji tapi saya agak musykil apa yang patut saya belanjakan. Saya tak boley membazir kerana saya sekarang sudah ada komitmen. Komitmen apa? Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya berkira-kira. Apa priority saya? Dalam otak saya, saya perlukan handbag(handbeg sy dah kene cilok ngn mak), kasut(raser nyer tak perlu lagik kot sebab ader 2 pasang kasut leh pakai gi keje), baju keje(haih malas nak beli kemeja sebab perut buncit, tak lawo pakai kemeja, mgkn carik baju kurung), handphone(blackberry or iphone?) dan kamera. Kamera tu, saya simpan dulu la sebab kakak sepupu saya dah beli kamera pink baru yg sangat comel. So, saya leh delete kamera dalam items-to-buy list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum saya beli what-i-want-to-buy items, saya kene beli what-i-need-to-buy items first. Hurmmm, macam banyak jer barang2 nak kene di listkan. Facial wash, detergent, toothpaste. Saya pikir2 nak beli kat mydin sebab akak saya kata barang kat mydin murah2. Bukan saya tak nak pegi Mydin tp sy tak suka suasana Mydin, macam ramai Bangla ngn Indon jer kat sana. Ramai satu hal. So, tgk la mcm mana. Kalo ader kekuatan, saya gi Mydin. Kalo tak, sy beli kat Guardian, leh dapat kumpul stamp. Leh saya sedekahkan kepada kakak saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rasa, saya nak buat list dulu. So, harap2 saya berjaya buat list ikut keperluan saya, bukan kemahuan yg di dorong nafsu yang membuak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8631536167724440419?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8631536167724440419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/berkira-kira-apa-patut-dibeli-dengan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8631536167724440419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8631536167724440419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/berkira-kira-apa-patut-dibeli-dengan.html' title='Berkira-kira apa patut dibeli dengan duit gaji yang masuk semalam'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-3873831948630305114</id><published>2010-01-26T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:27:15.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><title type='text'>Saya penat nak turunkan berat badan</title><content type='html'>Saya penat nak turunkan berat badan. Diet 2 hari, lepas tu tak diet. Macam mana nak turunkan berat macam ni? Macam mana nak leperkan mana2 part berlipat ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila sy kata saya diet, saya bukan nyer tak makan. Maksud nyer saya diet nasi. Saya makan mee hoon utk sarapan dan utk tengah hari, saya makan selain daripada nasi manakala malam, saya hanya makan buah. Apabila saya tidak diet, saya makan nasik dengan kuantiti yang tidak sepatutnyer. Perihal kerap berlaku apabila saya pulang ke Temerloh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bagaimana dengan resolusi tahun baru? Adakah saya akan berjaya memenuhi resolusi tahun baru saya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa pun orang kata, saat ini, saya akan cuba kuatkan semangat utk berdiet. Saya nak turunkan berat saya supaya ia menjadi sekitar 51-52kg. Itu adalah berat saya ketika saya belajar di UTP. Ketika itu, saiz seluar saya hanya 26-27. Saya rindukan saiz seluar itu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambate Yuyu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3873831948630305114?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3873831948630305114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/saya-penat-nak-turunkan-berat-badan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3873831948630305114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3873831948630305114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/saya-penat-nak-turunkan-berat-badan.html' title='Saya penat nak turunkan berat badan'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-4276619436284694470</id><published>2010-01-17T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:04:43.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Changeling</title><content type='html'>Tonight is the second time i watched the movie. Not because of the sexy Angelina. I was attracted to watch for the 2nd time becos of the true story about the missing son[Walter Collins] and Angelina's character [Christine Collins].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story. Christine had been reunited to his missing son but at the first time she saw the impostor son, she knew that he was not her son. Ibu mana yang tak kenal anak sendiri walaupon dah tak jumper in 5 months. Once she brought him home, she noticed the boy was shorter 3 inches and he was circumstanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang menarik citer ni? Yang menarik is when Jolie reported to LAPD (Los Angeles Police Department) but was accused she was trying to deny to become a mom. Once she told the issue to the press, she was sent to the mental hospital. Apa yang meyakinkan Christine that the boy was not her son was the dentist report and the class teacher. The fake "Walter" did not know the school teacher's name and he did not know where was his desk in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changeling explores female disempowerment, political corruption, child endangerment and the repercussions of violence. How was the police abused their power, the chief police and the mayer. What is more interesting is how christine challenged the police. The police at that time was described doing a lot of corruption and would do anything to clear up any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina was doing great! Hopefully she could act more movies that can challenge her skills in acting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-4276619436284694470?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/4276619436284694470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/changeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4276619436284694470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4276619436284694470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/changeling.html' title='Changeling'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-4817398627254566746</id><published>2010-01-16T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:26:05.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Event'/><title type='text'>15 January 2010</title><content type='html'>15 jan aku amik AL utk pertama kali pada tahun ni?.Alasan? Nak buat baju 'pengepit' 2 pasang. Alasan lain? masih dirahsiakan. tunggu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang 15 jan aku gi kuantan melawat Yusuf Aqil, rasa2 macam dah sebulan (atau 3 minggu) tak tgk Aqil. Perbezaan? Yusuf Aqil semakin besar dan berisi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yusuf aqil semakin kuat membebel. dah pndai tengok orang. geram tengok anak sedara sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam 15 jan aku makan malam kat Restoran Tg lumpur. Makan seafood utk minggu ketiga berturut2. minggu lepas makan seafood kat restoran cerana. 2 minggu lepas mak masak seafood. malam tu makan seafood lagik. tp bezanya malam tu, kakti ajar makan Shell dan dalam bahasa melayu nyer? ntah, tatau, itulah jawapan kakti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perot senak giler makan dinner kat restoran tg lumpur malam tu. malam tu smpai terberak2 ngn termuntah2 keluarkan makanan dalam perot. dah lama tak makan penuh2 mcm tu smpai perot dah tak ley terima makanan byk2 dalam satu masa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balek dari dinner, tengok movie "snake in a plane". ular2 bertindak agresif mematuk sesiapa sahaja yg berada di hadapan mata mereka. best ker? tak la best sangat tp still boley layan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah habis tgk movie, logon laptop then access internet. buat apa ? apa lagik. tgh taip blog ni la.. heheheheheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-4817398627254566746?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/4817398627254566746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/15-january-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4817398627254566746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4817398627254566746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/15-january-2010.html' title='15 January 2010'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-504856010524185539</id><published>2010-01-10T14:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:11:30.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>The Diary of a Young Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S0l9AjH_SgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eshXp2Ib7_E/s1600-h/diary+of+a+young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S0l9AjH_SgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eshXp2Ib7_E/s320/diary+of+a+young.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425004674526693890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not writing about my diary as im not a young girl anymore.. (so i am supposed an old girl or consider a woman?). If  u hv watched "Freedom Writer" movie or read the book, then maybe u'll know about Anne Frank, the girl who wrote the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is actually a diary belongs to Anne Frank. She wrote the diary about her,  a Jewish, and her life during Hitler, the cruel ruler, ruled the country. The story is totally different compared to Sophie Kinsella's book but I do enjoy reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of questions come out from my mind when i read the book. Why Hitler hated Jewish so much? Why he was so racist? Then I tried to read Hitler's history. The only part that i remembered was his wedding date(29 April 1945), the date he committed suicide(30 April 1945) and his wife's name (Eva Braun). He died a day after his wedding. Actually, Mrs Hitler was doing the same thing, commited suicide.  Braun wrote to him, "From our first meeting I swore to follow you anywhere even unto death. I live only for your love." after learning about the failed plot to kill Hitler. Then I understood why she wanted to kill herself together with Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good book. Same goes to Freedom Writer. Im looking forward to buying Freedom Writer book right after reading this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-504856010524185539?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/504856010524185539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/diary-of-young-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/504856010524185539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/504856010524185539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2010/01/diary-of-young-girl.html' title='The Diary of a Young Girl'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/S0l9AjH_SgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eshXp2Ib7_E/s72-c/diary+of+a+young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-6764717710388291748</id><published>2009-12-25T15:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:58:17.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>I miss my nephew</title><content type='html'>Baru jer pagi tadi kakti ngn abg najib bawak Aqil balek Johor tp rasa macam dah lama jer.. Kat rumah skang ni macam... macam dulu2.. senyap sunyi.. hambar jer.. masing2 macam tatau nak buat apa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak nak la citer lebey2 sebab macam sian tgk ayah ngn mak macam tatau nak buat apa.. Tadi sebelum mak gi keje, mak termenung jer.. Ayep plak macam teringat2 Aqil jer.. Ayah buat macam biasa.. mcm tadek apa2 berlaku tp tatau dalam hati macam mana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seb baek banyak gambar Aqil kat rumah ngn dalam HP.. gambar2 kat bawah ni gambar2 amek gune loaner HP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRvG-AYRKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vYDdCbzRrw0/s1600-h/Image0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078417148036258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRvG-AYRKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vYDdCbzRrw0/s320/Image0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (ni gambar Aqil masa kecik dalam 2-3 hari)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRu3z1nr1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/6o-NBENk_jE/s1600-h/Image0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078156720516946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRu3z1nr1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/6o-NBENk_jE/s320/Image0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (ni gambar Aqil masa muka mengelupas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRuuQs53RI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5p_vI8p7fUQ/s1600-h/Image0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419077992669895954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRuuQs53RI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5p_vI8p7fUQ/s320/Image0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ni gambar Aqil masa tengah menguap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRukTZikuI/AAAAAAAAATs/dxyhcqqP4-4/s1600-h/Image0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419077821595292386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRukTZikuI/AAAAAAAAATs/dxyhcqqP4-4/s320/Image0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ni gambar Aqil sebelum mandi.. adegan tarzan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRucxMvjdI/AAAAAAAAATk/qtwLU8oRSB8/s1600-h/Image0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419077692155727314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRucxMvjdI/AAAAAAAAATk/qtwLU8oRSB8/s320/Image0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ni gambar Aqil pagi tadi.. tido jer taknak bukak mata) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bila ntah nak jmper Yusuf Aqil lagik... Huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/5741989130667046084-6764717710388291748?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6764717710388291748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-my-nephew.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6764717710388291748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6764717710388291748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-my-nephew.html' title='I miss my nephew'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRvG-AYRKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vYDdCbzRrw0/s72-c/Image0141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-7265605321263004827</id><published>2009-12-25T15:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:41:48.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Car</title><content type='html'>I have my dream car. I want a car that i can afford to buy. VIOS.. I "usha" my dream car since I was in UTP. So u can count how long I keep my dream to have it one day. Reason ? Because of the "bontot" of the car and i also feel elligent and proud.. if and only if i use my own money to buy it.. both downpayment and installment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......hurmm... i dunt think i will buy it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRljOE_hTI/AAAAAAAAATc/VY1zKDJWOF8/s1600-h/vios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419067907382412594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRljOE_hTI/AAAAAAAAATc/VY1zKDJWOF8/s320/vios.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not because i cant afford to buy the car. I do. If i want to pay the VIOS installment, it is still less than 1/3 of my salary (it was advised not to spend more than 1/3 of salary to pay the car installment). But the problem is... i will cut here and there expenses such as (tgk wayang, mkn mahal2 tak kesah bajet). I dunt want to spend alot becos of my dream car. Car is what i want, not what i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to have a used car since im not really interested with the new design and to get a cheaper VIOS. I would prefer the old one. I asked my father to usha VIOS in used car shop and he managed to get 2 cars. 4-year-old card and 3-year-old car. I went to the used car shop and did main-bantai and ala2-tau checking. while checking the car, my mom came to me and advise me to get a smaller car. Not buying a mahal and big car for my own safety.*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom suggested to buy myvi. the car is smaller.. my sister and bro in law said the same thing before.. kak nanie too.. but... i dunt like the bontot of the car... however, it is still in my list after VIOS... the third list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419067691723238354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRlWqr1q9I/AAAAAAAAATM/a_YQC3V_7Do/s320/myvi-medalliongrey2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in my 2nd list. Yes, its Persona.. I terpersona melihatnya pada pertama kali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRld6Q5Y6I/AAAAAAAAATU/JG2WtW0w0Os/s1600-h/persona_blue_haze.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419067816164287394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRld6Q5Y6I/AAAAAAAAATU/JG2WtW0w0Os/s320/persona_blue_haze.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its cool.. people said this is a family car.. not suitable for me.. plus, its big.. my mom dunt think that i can take good care or handle the car good.. hurmmmm.. but i love the design and the bontot.. fuyooo.. mengancam.. the price is also reasonable, lebey kurang myvi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still thinking and which car that i need to buy.. once i decide, i will upload in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uwaaaaa.... tatau nak pilih mana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.. i love the blue color.. thats y all the cars attached are in blue.. &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/5741989130667046084-7265605321263004827?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7265605321263004827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-dream-car.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7265605321263004827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7265605321263004827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-dream-car.html' title='My Dream Car'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SzRljOE_hTI/AAAAAAAAATc/VY1zKDJWOF8/s72-c/vios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-985847744332010975</id><published>2009-12-05T20:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:01:13.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Vempire vs. Werewolf [New Moon]</title><content type='html'>The movie that I was waiting for... New Moon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SxpS53DYZaI/AAAAAAAAASs/ObjHpU7-2xA/s1600-h/the_twilight_saga_s_new_moon02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411729056223225250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SxpS53DYZaI/AAAAAAAAASs/ObjHpU7-2xA/s320/the_twilight_saga_s_new_moon02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new desktop's wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SxpSpp4-O0I/AAAAAAAAASk/EOzbDQ-0W9o/s1600-h/New-Moon-Edward-Cullen-twilight-series-7246950-1280-1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411728777811999554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SxpSpp4-O0I/AAAAAAAAASk/EOzbDQ-0W9o/s320/New-Moon-Edward-Cullen-twilight-series-7246950-1280-1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure if people who didnt read the book can have a good feel of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I prefer Edward to Jacob. Dats y i can feel a lil bored during Jacob's part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edward, luv u.. muahh..&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;orang tanya, mcm mana new moon? tp kalo sapa2 baca new moon, i can say, this film is giving user the visual effect for the new moon's book but.. u wont feel the same feeling as u read the book.&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;orang cakap, jacob nampak lebey menyerlah compare to Jacob. Yes, I agree. Because scene Jacob more than scene Edward. Then, Edward nampak coward sebab cuba lari dari masalah sebab the filem tak menonjolkan sangat feeling Edward yang rasa sangat sedih meninggalkan Bella sengsorang. Bella pon tak nmpk sedey sangat sebab kene tinggal dek Edward.&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;Thats y... jgn baca buku sebelum tgk movie ni.. tp apakan daya.. twilight, new moon, eclipse and breaking dawn aku dah habiskan semua.. so macam mana nak feel tgk eclipse ni nanti? dgr khabar akan release next June, 2010.. &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;cannot wait to watch Eclipse.. Edward.. cant wait to see u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-985847744332010975?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/985847744332010975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/12/vempire-vs-werewolf-new-moon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/985847744332010975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/985847744332010975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/12/vempire-vs-werewolf-new-moon.html' title='Vempire vs. Werewolf [New Moon]'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SxpS53DYZaI/AAAAAAAAASs/ObjHpU7-2xA/s72-c/the_twilight_saga_s_new_moon02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-3519987722528063496</id><published>2009-11-08T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:21:32.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceritera sadis di Taman Negara</title><content type='html'>Besfren ku Ellia dan ofismet nyer, amira mengajak ku ke taman negara. Arny pon join sekali. memang la berperasaan nak pegi taman negara sebab, kata orang pahang, takan tak pernah gi taman negara kot? so lepas ni, taman negara adalah salah satu tempat yang aku pernah kunjungi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang sangat seronok bila kata nak gi taman negara, dengan perasaan yang bersungguh2, tido rumah Ellia kat Vista angkasa malam sebelumnya tu, dengan tolong arny buat ribbon, dengan keluar awal2 ke tol gombak dan berkenalan dengan kawan2 baru, memang seronok rasanyer. lagi2 lps balek dari taman negara tu, aku dah plan nak balek temerloh, tengok my nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naik kereta berkonvoi ke taman negara, kereta2 yg join konvoi semua ikat ribbon yg arny buat. kool giler. arny dah terasa bangga produk yg dibuat di gantung di setiap motokar. aku ngn ellia tumpang gembira jugak la sebab tolong arny sket2 buat ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah smpai kuala tahan, terasa bangga giler. setelah 25 tahun aku hidup di bumi malaysia, akhirnyer aku berjaya jugak bertapak di bumi kuala tahan. lps makan lunch, kitorg check in and prepare ke gua telinga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak ke gua telinga, kene naik bot. adalah lah dalam 5 minit. lpas tu kene berjalan lebey kurang 1km. sebelum smpai gua telinga, sempat gak la singgah perkampungan orang asli. Wow.. diorang dah modern, pakai earings ok! berkemban dan pakai earings.. kool giler.. mcm artis2 kiter gi majlis anugerah bintang fofular..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gua telinga agak sempit. org yg bawak kitorg dah pesan, sapa2 yg agak2 berisi atau dalam bahasa yang lebih difahami, gemuk, tak digalakkan masuk sebab takut tersepit. so, since aku perasan aku ni kurus lagik, aku tetap gak masuk ke gua telinga tu. mcm gua2 yg lain di msia, kelawar, gelap dan bau hancing adalah perkara wajib yg perlu ader dalam gua dan gua telinga tak terkecuali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam selepas dinner, plan nak night walk. konon2 nyer nk admire the insects. mula2 malas nak join sebab rasa mcm malas sebab penat pegi gua telinga pon tak hilang lagik. tp bila diorang ckp night walk ni tak la se "adventurous" jalan ke gua telinga, kitorg pon dengan berat langkah, ikut jer la.. tp ya, ia agak menyeronokkan. diperkenalkan dengan pelbagai insects dan yg plg aku igt ialah burung murai malu. so cute macam hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esok nyer plan gi canopy walk. hurmmm memang menakutkan.. sabor jer la.. tapi sebab konon2 nak menimba pengalaman, cewahhh skema ayat.. tetap ku gagahi juga perjalanan melalui canopy walk. lps tu kitorg di bawa ker mana ntah (tetiber tak igt).. tempat tu ader air terjun. so sapa2 nak mandi, memang boleh mandi tapi aku and da geng tak mandi but we just admire the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lps tu, kitorg check out and mira terus memecut laju ke rumah aku di temerloh Pahang. aku dah pesan kat mak masak ikan patin, atas permintaan amira. spt biasa, mak aku kool, sedia memasakkan ikan patin utk mereka. aku pesan diorang mkn byk2. suker aku tgk sebab masing2 begitu berselera makan masakan mak aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh jalan citer macam tadek yang sadis kan ? aku memang tak suka aktiviti love the nature ni. tp disebabkan at least nak ader pengalaman, aku join gak membe2 gi taman negara. so, ini adalah salah satu citer sadisnyer, aku terpaksa join aktiviti yg aku tak berapa nak suker. tp thanks to arny, el and mira yg berjaya mengentalkan semangat aku utk terus beraktiviti. thanks korang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagik yang sadis ? kasut sukan aku yg buat hal masa kat gua telinga. dalam gua telinga tu, ader hati kasut aku punyer tapak nak tertanggal. aku sangat la sakit hati bercampur geram. aku nyampah kasut sukan aku. kalau la aku ader super power, memang aku curse kasut aku. nak tak nak, aku terpaksa cabut tapak kaki kasut aku tu. aku siap dengar lagik bdk ckp "mcm pernah ku lihat adegan ini tapi di mana ya?" seb baik kasut mahal. walaupon tapak tertanggal, tapak still tebal. tp yg aku takut, tergelincir di mana2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu tak cukup sadis.. setelah sekian lama aku tak dinodai, akhirnya aku dinodai oleh lintah/pacat yang sangat hampeh.. habis madu sepah di buang. yang aku tau, bila nak remove kasut jer, sock aku yang putih melepak tu bertukar menjadi merah. darah tak berhenti2 mengalir kat area buku lali. dah ader darah beku pon, bila kiter remove darah beku the next morning, darah still lagi mengalir. bila tny ayah, ayah ckp tu mungkin kene urat. sebab tu walaupon kat luar darah dah kering, tp bila kiter bersihkan darah beku tu, still ader darah yang mengalir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... apa yg lagik sadis ehh?? owhhh bila aku tau aku dapat nephew dan tak boleh balek terus sebab kene teruskan misi ke taman negara. sedey tak ?? sangat la sedey.. tp tak per lah, takdek rezeki nak tgk awal2. tp skang aku dah puas tengok dah. tak la berapa nak sedey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurmmm ni la kemuncak kesedihan aku kat taman negara. cud u please imagine, ur handphone and ur camera both masuk air. sedey tak? sapa2 tak sedey tu mungkin duit bercepuk kat bank. tu yang tak kesah kalau handphone ngn kamera rosak at the same time. aku sangat la sedey tahap gaban. tgh pikir mcm mana nak carik hp baru. takperlah, tunggu gaji ngn bonus nanti baru pikir nak carik hp baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan kepelbagaian musibah yg menimpa, agak2, adakah aku akan ke Taman Negara sekali lagik? jawapan nyer mungkin......tidak!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3519987722528063496?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3519987722528063496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/ceritera-sadis-di-taman-negara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3519987722528063496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3519987722528063496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/ceritera-sadis-di-taman-negara.html' title='Ceritera sadis di Taman Negara'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-556394796204086203</id><published>2009-11-05T20:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:00:56.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>This is It - Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>What is so interesting about Michael Jackson film?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400609437557670754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SvLRq3g_Q2I/AAAAAAAAASI/qSxUKZ5Yu6w/s320/30207163-30207164-slarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not MJ fan. But when my colleagues asked to watch "This is it" i just agreed because i just said to myself, Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a real movie, it is only a recording during the rehearsel of the concert and initially it was only for the personal collection, not for public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I watched MJ in this movie, i can see that he is quite fussy, but actually, he was too particular person, even a small2 thing did matter to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has a few scenes that i still remembered. when he did a mistake, he asked to redo again, and he just simply said, thats why we re doing rehearsel. the other thing is, when he asked the musician to follow the music key that he wanted to because he couldnt feel the song. once he said that, then i realized that he was really feel all the songs that he sang. he is really a great3x performer. i felt a lot of regret because i didnt become his fan before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other attraction of the movie is .... the male dancers.. they are VERY3x good. demmnn good.. with the mucles, the dance skill.. i give them 11 out of 10 stars because they are the most appropriate dancers to dance together with michael.. they can move like MJ.. even though they are the dancers but still, they are like very "jakun" when watched MJ perform during rehearsel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit to the back up singer too.. they re good too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i went out from the cinema, i promised to myself to get an album of MJ. Even now, im listening to MJ's song.. "Beat it"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i declare that I officially become 1 of the MJ fans?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-556394796204086203?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/556394796204086203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-is-it-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/556394796204086203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/556394796204086203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-is-it-michael-jackson.html' title='This is It - Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SvLRq3g_Q2I/AAAAAAAAASI/qSxUKZ5Yu6w/s72-c/30207163-30207164-slarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-2818376802346657922</id><published>2009-11-02T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:25:54.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A story about my son..</title><content type='html'>I read a story from a blog, where i often visit. This story has been spread out via email. Let me share for those who still doesnt read it yet. A touching story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by... Christmas carols and frantic shoppers.... but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy.My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say....I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.And one of the letters broke my heart....Dear Mummy,I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you appear?After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the females with children:Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.For the married men:Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients.Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable.Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.For those singles out there:Beauty lies in loving yourself first.With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2818376802346657922?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2818376802346657922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-about-my-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2818376802346657922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2818376802346657922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-about-my-son.html' title='A story about my son..'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-7548834010818689950</id><published>2009-11-02T05:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:35:14.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially become an auntie</title><content type='html'>Dunno how to express my happiness.. I am so happy to become auntie to my nephew. He is so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SvAkJRsKdfI/AAAAAAAAASA/MxpIDSIVKjQ/s1600-h/Image0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399855695003284978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SvAkJRsKdfI/AAAAAAAAASA/MxpIDSIVKjQ/s320/Image0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby tido dengan mulut ternganga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SvAkEiqWOJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E59eoP5z4Z4/s1600-h/Image0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399855613659723922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SvAkEiqWOJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E59eoP5z4Z4/s320/Image0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby tengah mencelikkan mata nyer ? Maybe he noticed his uncle was snapping his picture. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congrats utk akak ati dan abg najib.. Good job!! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-7548834010818689950?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7548834010818689950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/officially-become-auntie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7548834010818689950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7548834010818689950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/11/officially-become-auntie.html' title='Officially become an auntie'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SvAkJRsKdfI/AAAAAAAAASA/MxpIDSIVKjQ/s72-c/Image0136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-2425398156115758048</id><published>2009-10-24T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:01:35.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Papa Saadom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SuL00K77tvI/AAAAAAAAARg/qTz-H2hQaic/s1600-h/2033712877_d35fe533e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396144480669382386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SuL00K77tvI/AAAAAAAAARg/qTz-H2hQaic/s320/2033712877_d35fe533e5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Semalam tgk Papadom. Tetiba my ofismet agree nak tgk Papadom. Mula2 macam tak percaya sebab i tak pernah layan citer Malay ngn ofismet i ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give 3.5 stars out of 5. Its a good movie, ader part memang buat ketawa terbahak2, dan ader scene yg buat air mata mengalir. Jalan cerita pon tak berat dan bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak best nyer, watak Scha yg sepatut nyer gedik2 tak menjadi. Keras la sangat Scha dalam citer tu. Then, Scha tak nmpk cantek sangat la. Mengapakah? Pastu rasa mcm Scha besar sangat dalam citer tu. Bukan nyer Scha tak seswai bawak watak undergraduate sebab Scha pernah jer bawak watak student dalam citer Histeria, dan seswai jer. Lagi satu, rambut Scha, mcm tak seswai jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isteri Saadom, Norkhiriah. kalau watak dier tadek, raser nyer tak best kot. Perempuan ni memang layak la bawak watak2 kelaka. Klaka sangat masa Khiriah jadi hantu bungkus, masa pakai baju pom pom girl and masa last sekali tu, pakai baju kebaya pink. Tak tahan giler nak gelak masa Khiriah buat aksi over excited tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396144736818709266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SuL1DFKsQxI/AAAAAAAAARo/QmCusR744O4/s320/Scene+Papadom+(171).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Masa tunjuk Filem pendek Miasara, masa tu la part sedey. Memang mengalir la air mata part sedey tu. Tau2 jer dah dengar sob sob.. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak tahan tu, tgk muka Q haidar stim giler masa Mia main2 ngn teddy kat naju dier tu.. tak larat nak gelak.. sabor jer la tgk Q masa tu.. nama pena apa? wajib tayang ?? ekekeke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2425398156115758048?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2425398156115758048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/papa-saadom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2425398156115758048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2425398156115758048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/papa-saadom.html' title='Papa Saadom'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SuL00K77tvI/AAAAAAAAARg/qTz-H2hQaic/s72-c/2033712877_d35fe533e5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-2149304594948880306</id><published>2009-10-22T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:36:25.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True happiness</title><content type='html'>I read from The Star. Sincere opinion by CHOI TUCK WO and I agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MONEY may not necessarily be evil but the craving for it certainly is, or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious, isn’t it. But the incontestable truth is that money is so powerful that it’s arguably the motivating force that drives our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this respect, money ticks all the right boxes – it rules our lives, makes things happen, gets things moving but it can also be abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, many street vagrants in London are said to prefer money than food nowadays in this increasingly deceptive world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the latest research that money doesn’t buy happiness for Britons speaks volumes of their stressful lifestyle, particularly in the British capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, London may have everything that money can buy; the best in fabulous food, divine decor, gorgeous gifts, funky fashion, exquisite entertainment. The list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to happiness, Britain is way behind France and Spain which topped the European Quality of Life Index, compiled by price comparison site uSwitch.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The findings may come as no surprise to Londoners, whose city of nearly eight million inhabitants has changed dramatically over the past two decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And living in one of the world’s largest and most diverse metropolis has its price, even though their salaries are more than £10,000 (RM56,000) above the European annual average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the city’s a bewildering place, especially if you’re a first-timer and trying to fit in with more than 200 communities speaking over 300 languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very often, you find yourself the only one speaking English among your fellow bus or train commuters – the rest are spouting a myriad of foreign languages over their mobile phones or with their companions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, it’s not so much a question of money but more in terms of living a quality life amid the challenges of a melting-pot environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, money can buy a certain degree of happiness; you can get a decent meal, pay your household bills, wear your favourite clothes or have a great day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, a hungry, homeless person living on the streets can hardly be happy if he doesn’t have even a single quid to buy a sandwich to fill his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, money can buy something that may put a smile on your face or let you do the things you love to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there’s a distinct difference between materialistic and true happiness – the latter coming from within and depending on how you perceive it. But then again, money may not make you completely happy, as you’ll probably be surrounded by fair-weather friends who are simply eyeing your wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there’re plenty of miserable rich people out there – celebrities, film stars and footballers as financial stability does not necessarily guarantee happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you can be alone but not lonely, the richest people in the world are sometimes unhappy, while the poorest the happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many, true happiness is being in the company of their loved ones or with genuine friends. After all, this is one commodity that cannot be bought or sold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2149304594948880306?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2149304594948880306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2149304594948880306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2149304594948880306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-happiness.html' title='True happiness'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6776753821453105206</id><published>2009-10-21T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:34:11.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats Fighting</title><content type='html'>Kucing yang marah tak hengat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pBXxbsOoFr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pBXxbsOoFr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6776753821453105206?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6776753821453105206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/cats-fighting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6776753821453105206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6776753821453105206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/cats-fighting.html' title='Cats Fighting'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-7442717563561955910</id><published>2009-10-16T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:15:01.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azam lepas raya</title><content type='html'>tak syak lagik, azam lepas raya bukan lah nak ganti puasa (walaupon dah ganti ok) tp azam lepas raya adalah untuk mengurangkan berat sebanyak yang mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perkara2 yang boleh menggagalkan azam utk mengurangkan berat badan:&lt;br /&gt;1. Rumah terbuka dan kenduri kawen.&lt;br /&gt;2. Banyaknyer kueh raya kat opis. Yang tak tahan nyer, walaupon nampak tak sedap, tetap nak try dan hasil nyer, kueh raya kat opis sangat la sedap semua nyer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Banyak nyer kueh raya kat rumah. Berbalang2 lagik dan semuanyer sedap2 belaka. Nampak kueh raya dalam balang dan tak terusik, rasa macam sayang sangat, takut berlaku pembaziran.&lt;br /&gt;4. Weekend pulang ke kampung. perkara ini paling bahaya sebab aktiviti di rumah hanyalah makan dan tido. Asal tak tido, perasan lapar timbul dan menyebabkan proses penambahan berat berlaku. bila perut sudah penuh, perasaan tido mula bertunas. aktiviti ini berakhir apabila kaki ku ini menjejak tanah kl.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tiada senaman seperti jogging, aktiviti ke gym walaupon geng dah ajak byk kali gi gym. Bukan tidak mahu memfully utilized gym yg free tu tapi perasaan malas sentiasa mengatasi perasaan rajen.&lt;br /&gt;6. Makan tanpa had dan pemakanan tidak seimbang yg diamalkan. Perkara ini berlaku apabila berada di ofis dan di rumah (kampung halaman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langkah-langkah yang perlu diambil (at least):&lt;br /&gt;1. Kurangkan jumlah/kuantiti makanan&lt;br /&gt;2. Jangan skip breakfast&lt;br /&gt;3. Jangan mkn selepas kol 7pm&lt;br /&gt;4. bykkan sayuran/buahan&lt;br /&gt;5. Rajenkan bersenam (ni tak sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, kalau perkara di atas boleh dipraktikkan, penurunan berat badan bukan perkara yang mustahil lagi buat aku. Apa yang penting? rajen dan berdisiplin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-7442717563561955910?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7442717563561955910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/azam-lepas-raya.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7442717563561955910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7442717563561955910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/azam-lepas-raya.html' title='Azam lepas raya'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-7182919398598987536</id><published>2009-10-16T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:19:32.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching advertisement</title><content type='html'>Dah tengok banyak kali pon still boleh menitiskan air mata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBWPZIjtnTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBWPZIjtnTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iklan ni pasal Kereta Mitsubishi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's basically about how she remembers when she was young, her father would always pick her﻿ up no matter what. From school, from train stations, etc. Then, when she grew up, she worked in the city and wanted to visit again. Her dad offered to pick her up, but she said no, it's fine, she bought a car. So as she drove, she found her father was still waiting to pick her up. She drove behind her father and thought, "He probably was scared I forgot the way home." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurm.. teringat kecik2 ayah selalu hantar gi mana2.. tp dgn kereta la.. bukan masa kecik jer, dah besar gajah pon ayah still hantar gi mana2 pon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-7182919398598987536?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7182919398598987536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/touching-advertisement.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7182919398598987536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7182919398598987536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/touching-advertisement.html' title='Touching advertisement'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6478576479008811962</id><published>2009-10-15T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:01:56.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Ada apa dengan filem "Surrogates"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/Stcxl-R7LII/AAAAAAAAARY/TR495MqtWCo/s1600-h/surrogates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392833607242558594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/Stcxl-R7LII/AAAAAAAAARY/TR495MqtWCo/s320/surrogates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengok citer ni dengan ofismet. Ramai2 pegi sebab diorang dah ajak, takan nak tolak kan. Lgpon macam best jer cite nie sebab ader Bruce Willis. Otw ke GSC Pavillion, tengah gadoh2 kot, ntah la, tak igt, ntah mcm mana ntah, tatau turun dari mana ntah material panjang setinggi aku tetiber dengan sesuker hati melanggar aku smpai org keliling sumer pandang. Pandang kesian kot. Tadek yang ketawa. Yang jahat opismet aku yg gelak tak hengat. Ngan aku2 sekali. Malu sesangat sebenar nyer. Tak tertahan malu nyer. Mana tak nyer, tiang tu yg besar depan mata boleh selamba badak jer aku langgar. Bunyi aku langgar tiang tu satu hal, ngn sound effect aku satu hal, ngn kawan2 aku ketawa berdekah2 satu hal. Bila di combine semua nyer, memang la sangat gamat adegan memalukan aku tu. Malang sungguh, kenapa peristiwa malang itu berlaku di depan opismet aku? Smpai mati la diorang igt peristiwa berkenaan.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang best sangat filem "Surrogates" ni smpai ramai sangat nak tengok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, citer tu sangat memberi jalan citer menarik. Manusia tak perlu keluar dari rumah dan cuma mengawal minda robot or Surrogate utk menjalani kehidupan di luar rumah. Anda hodoh? Gemuk? Perut geleber? Tak cantik? Tak Hensem? Kalau dalam citer ni, anda tak perlu risau sebab yang anda perlu hanyalah untuk membeli surrogate yang anda idami utk mengganti anda utk bersosial di luar. Jangan terkejut kalau ada satu Surrogate yang menyerupai seorang perempuan blonde ala2 Barbie doll tetapi hakikatnyer ia mewakili perempuan cacat yang buncit dan sudah pon tua kerepot terlantar di rumah sahaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surrogate ngn manusia memang senang nak dibezakan. Surrogates sumer nyer cantek2, hensem, kulit muka halus, mulus, kalau perempuan ala2 patung Barbie.. Kalau lelaki ala2 model iklan. Jalan citer nyer? Sila lawati link ini : &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surrogates_(film"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surrogates_(film&lt;/a&gt;). Malas nyer nak citer kat sini. Anyway, citer ni memang best utk ditonton sebab Bruce Willis tetap best! Tp surrogate Bruce Willis.. Euwwww.. Menci nyer... terutamanya rambut dia.. Tengokla gambar bawah ni.. Huduh giler rambut dier kan???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392833010834000386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/StcxDQfCygI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6CWe61ce7Ic/s320/MV5BODg1NDM3OTgzOV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjU4NDE4Mg%40%40._V1._SX527_SY400_.jpg" border="0" /&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/5741989130667046084-6478576479008811962?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6478576479008811962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/ada-apa-dengan-filem-surrogates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6478576479008811962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6478576479008811962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/10/ada-apa-dengan-filem-surrogates.html' title='Ada apa dengan filem &quot;Surrogates&quot;?'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/Stcxl-R7LII/AAAAAAAAARY/TR495MqtWCo/s72-c/surrogates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-7336438177264597945</id><published>2009-08-05T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:03:16.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WINDOWS 7</title><content type='html'>Terbaca di keratan elektronik Harian Metro, Microsoft is introducing a new Operating System that is Windows 7. What happen to MS Vista? Belum setahun jagung, Microsoft sudah mengeluarkan satu lagi Operating System yang dikatakan ia jauh terhandal serta penuh inovasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketua Arkitek Perisian Microsoft, Ray Ozzie, berkata "Antara ciri kelebihan Windows 7 termasuk membolehkan orang ramai menjadikan komputer lebih menuruti kehendaknya dan menyediakan rangkaian yang boleh dihubungkan dengan telefon mudah alih, pencetak, gambar digital, komputer dan perkakasan pintar lain,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut penganalisis dari Redmond, sebuah syarikat perisian berpangkalan di Washington, Matt Rosoff berkata beliau menjangkakan Microsoft menghasilkan Windows 7 seawal tahun depan. Windows 7 direka bentuk untuk menjadikan semua tugasan harian membabitkan komputer lebih pantas dan menampilkan ciri baru sambil memfokus terhadap aplikasi dan kepelbagaian kesesuaian penggunaan perkakasan itu.Rungutan mengenai Vista termasuk konfliknya dengan program lama. "Kami membawakan yang terbaik mengenai Web kepada Windows dan yang terbaik mengenai Windows kepada Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm, nampak nyer kene tunggu lagi la sebelum upgrade OS. Ramai still tak confident dengan compability Vista. So, for Windows 7, kene get feedbacks from the rest of people yang guner Windows 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan tak mo upgrade to Vista, tp byk installer crack yang sedia ada, tak leh install ngn Vista, so, still tak kesah la ngn performance OS skang. Lagipon, hardware sedia ada tak mampu utk di upgrade. XP still good enough for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti kan jer la kemunculan Windows 7..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-7336438177264597945?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7336438177264597945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/08/windows-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7336438177264597945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7336438177264597945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/08/windows-7.html' title='WINDOWS 7'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-5372466649819390698</id><published>2009-08-02T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:02:34.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Why u need to watch "The Proposal"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRyW9q71_I/AAAAAAAAARI/0b-x76ejqCc/s1600-h/the_proposal_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365038794942437362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRyW9q71_I/AAAAAAAAARI/0b-x76ejqCc/s320/the_proposal_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The director of 27 dresses is again, amazed me with her new movie, The Proposal. The movie is surprisingly enjoyable and completely charming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Yeah, the first reason is the poster. A woman is proposing a man. Dare enough? How a man can say "No" if he is bribed with sumthing. Make sure u r powerful enough,woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandra Bullock(Margaret) memang best. Suka Sandra since she acted in Miss Congeniality1 and Miss Congeniality2. Masa first citer, she was described as a witch by the other workers including her own secretary, Ryan Reynolds(Andrew). Mula2 tak suker, last2 suker gak kat Margaret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang best? Best masa all the workers berlagak kerja depan bos(Margaret) but at the same time IM each other to report her activities (masuk keje, kuar opis, etc). Its a team work. Memang excellent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, masa Margaret terkejut beruk yg VISA dier tak leh nak renew and at the same time dier kelentong at the upper bos yang dier akan kawen dgn Andrew. Masa tu memang kelakar giler nak mampus the way she tried to find a word yg she is dating with Andrew and muka Andrew yg macam pak sanggup tu pon kelakar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, masa they are asked to tell others how Andrew propose Margaret. Perkelentongan gabungan Andrew and Margaret memang interesting smpai jalan citer tu nampak sangat sweet padahal masing2 mcm blur tatau nak reka citer macam mana. Then, bila they are asked to kiss each other, memang masing awkward giler tp still mampu kiss perfectly in front of other guests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Citer ni memang best. Byk jer lagik yang menarik tapi lagi enjoy kalau tgk movie tu sendiri.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memang tak rugi tgk kat cinema..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-5372466649819390698?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/5372466649819390698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-u-need-to-watch-proposal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5372466649819390698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5372466649819390698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-u-need-to-watch-proposal.html' title='Why u need to watch &quot;The Proposal&quot;?'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRyW9q71_I/AAAAAAAAARI/0b-x76ejqCc/s72-c/the_proposal_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-3047065127246198934</id><published>2009-08-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:10:20.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepetang di Pantai Pelindung</title><content type='html'>Last 2 weeks I went to Kuantan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Pantai Pelindung by car.. Whose(Susan Mayer's tone)? My bro in law..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRkmdrerVI/AAAAAAAAARA/N0AqfVo6yd0/s1600-h/P1040023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365023668069903698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRkmdrerVI/AAAAAAAAARA/N0AqfVo6yd0/s320/P1040023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We "lepak2" at a stall called Calong Pelindung Pantai.. What did we eat ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRjP7zffWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Q73fz0dFUvY/s1600-h/P1040022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022181507956066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRjP7zffWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Q73fz0dFUvY/s320/P1040022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes.. Calong mee.. Look like soup but it is not.. Mine is Kuey tiau calong with egg.. Yummmyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRioJ3wsqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fOsLHPuS_3c/s1600-h/P1040015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365021498089190050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRioJ3wsqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fOsLHPuS_3c/s320/P1040015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting for the calong mee, i snapped a few pictures of boats.. sea.. birds.. cat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRhuJizeBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/q9_3vvGKz_I/s1600-h/P1040019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365020501568878610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRhuJizeBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/q9_3vvGKz_I/s320/P1040019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cool enough staying near the beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRhZNu-yRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OU7puXjEUMI/s1600-h/P1040001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365020141916440850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRhZNu-yRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OU7puXjEUMI/s320/P1040001.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3047065127246198934?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3047065127246198934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/08/sepetang-di-pantai-pelindung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3047065127246198934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3047065127246198934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/08/sepetang-di-pantai-pelindung.html' title='Sepetang di Pantai Pelindung'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SnRkmdrerVI/AAAAAAAAARA/N0AqfVo6yd0/s72-c/P1040023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-6815113294354204500</id><published>2009-06-28T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:02:52.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen</title><content type='html'>Menarik sangat ker citer Transformers nie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Memang sequel Transformers ni BEST sangat2. Sebab kenapa best?&lt;br /&gt;1. Lawak - mak bapak Sam memang lawak nak mampus&lt;br /&gt;2. Watak twin &lt;a title="Mudflap (Transformers)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mudflap_(Transformers)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mudflap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Skids (Transformers)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skids_(Transformers)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Skids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yang jadik kereta Chevrolet yang memang sangat menarik perwatakan diorang. comel2 gitu..&lt;br /&gt;3. Watak bumblebee yg majuk manja ngada2 ngn Sam tetapi gagah tak bertempat kadang2 tu (teringat bumblebee nak tolong selamatkan sam's family tp habis hancur terbakar rumah family sam)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ada part sedey bila Optimus Prime mati&lt;br /&gt;5. Rumet Sam kat college yg memang kelakar nak mampus, web master and set up lab comp kat hostel&lt;br /&gt;6. Aksi lawan Autobot ngn Decepticons yang kadang2 kompius mana satu Autobot mana satu decepticons&lt;br /&gt;7. sound effect macam biasa la.. best giler smpai kiter pon rasa kat dalam filem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the best movie ive ever seen.. esok nak tengok lagik.. tadi borak2 ngn membe yang dah tengok movie ni pon cakap nak tengok lagik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time tengok setakat nak tengok jalan citer, second time tengok, masa ni leh la tengok action battle autobot ngn decepticon betul2.. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6815113294354204500?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6815113294354204500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6815113294354204500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6815113294354204500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html' title='Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-1960142556940775683</id><published>2009-06-28T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:20:50.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture - Underwater World</title><content type='html'>Since dah banyak ngomel kat post2 yang lps, for this time, upload gambar2 jer la.. Ari tu post malas nak upload gambar sekalik sebab kamera simpan dalam beg dan beg ada atas almari maka hari ni la baru rajen nak turunkan beg dan keluarkan kamera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZUkQPNalI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dm3rVL1ouJQ/s1600-h/P1030649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352058188987198034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZUkQPNalI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dm3rVL1ouJQ/s320/P1030649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZTt3VeHEI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7vi20irfnUc/s1600-h/P1030634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352057254589635650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZTt3VeHEI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7vi20irfnUc/s320/P1030634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZTUqsOueI/AAAAAAAAAQI/W1eF9lhzTc0/s1600-h/P1030628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352056821698705890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZTUqsOueI/AAAAAAAAAQI/W1eF9lhzTc0/s320/P1030628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZS1u4hs6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/IB1c34rPJ-o/s1600-h/P1030604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352056290248078242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZS1u4hs6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/IB1c34rPJ-o/s320/P1030604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZSbTM86jI/AAAAAAAAAP4/PmkqX_V3mOY/s1600-h/P1030603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352055836140956210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZSbTM86jI/AAAAAAAAAP4/PmkqX_V3mOY/s320/P1030603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nak upload byk lagik tp lmbt laaaa... Nanti2 la upload lagik kat tempat lain plak.. Enjoy...&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/5741989130667046084-1960142556940775683?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1960142556940775683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/picture-underwater-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1960142556940775683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1960142556940775683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/picture-underwater-world.html' title='Picture - Underwater World'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZUkQPNalI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dm3rVL1ouJQ/s72-c/P1030649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-5030225196498745625</id><published>2009-06-28T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:04:37.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation - Century Suria Apartment</title><content type='html'>Saja nak tunjuk apartment tempat menginap hari tu. Quite cheap. Satu malam RM300 sebab apartment ader 3 bilik and equipped with washing machine dll. Leh mendobi baju sendiri ? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast pon sedap gak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZQGYIehkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ix_3_k2c2SI/s1600-h/Copy+of+P1030835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352053277663856194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZQGYIehkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ix_3_k2c2SI/s320/Copy+of+P1030835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZPhdiRckI/AAAAAAAAAPo/o6fMyOBj6G4/s1600-h/P1030668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052643459068482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZPhdiRckI/AAAAAAAAAPo/o6fMyOBj6G4/s320/P1030668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shared this room wif my sister, Kakti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZOzRRBapI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3PZw5Q0j8vQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+P1030669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051849891506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZOzRRBapI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3PZw5Q0j8vQ/s320/Copy+of+P1030669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bilik guys (Abg Najib, Alep ngn Anol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZObuon-KI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UqEOy4YUxto/s1600-h/Copy+of+P1030666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051445458270370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZObuon-KI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UqEOy4YUxto/s320/Copy+of+P1030666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZN7C30oeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/xYH3YTcbP7U/s1600-h/P1030665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352050883955040738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZN7C30oeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/xYH3YTcbP7U/s320/P1030665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tak dapek nak tunjuk gambar master bedroom sebab tak appropriate to upload here. Hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memang seswai kalau gi ngn famili.. Ramai orang respond and feedback yg bagus2 jer except for breakfast, tapi masa kitorg stay sini, the breakfast quite nice..&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/5741989130667046084-5030225196498745625?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/5030225196498745625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-century-suria-apartment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5030225196498745625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5030225196498745625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-century-suria-apartment.html' title='My Vacation - Century Suria Apartment'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZQGYIehkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ix_3_k2c2SI/s72-c/Copy+of+P1030835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-6308640070971354903</id><published>2009-06-28T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:45:42.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation - Part VII</title><content type='html'>Lepas melantak kat Restoran Wan Thai, kitorg decide nak gi Eagle Square sebab petang tadi tak larat nak gi sebab panas terik yang teramat sangat. So, di sebabkan dah smpai kat Langkawi, salah satu tempat yg mesti kene datang, kat sini la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam pon malam laa.. sempat jer la kitorg posing kat bawah helang yang macam nak terbang tapi tak terbang2 gak tu.. Susah gak la nak amik angle yang menarik bersama camera yg almost running out of batery tu.. Posing sakan smpai la camera tu off sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat bawah antara gambar2 gedik kitorg kat eagle square.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZKMjW7usI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_xD3qtvyFHw/s1600-h/P1030906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352046786686728898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZKMjW7usI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_xD3qtvyFHw/s320/P1030906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZI403jjxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/3HJTUw72nSQ/s1600-h/P1030905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352045348277948178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZI403jjxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/3HJTUw72nSQ/s320/P1030905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dah lepas lepak2 kat Helang Square, maka mak pon macam tak sabar2 nak balek, maklumlah tinggalkan ayah sorang2 kat entrance Helang square tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tp bagi anak2 mak ngn ayah nie serta menantu, malam masih MUDA. so, lepas hantar mak ngn ayah balek apartment, kitorg decide nak jalan2 kat Pantai Chenang, nak lepak sana pon masing2 penat, so, setakat drive through pantai chenang jer, tengok kedai2 dari dalam keter jer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tp sebelum tu, sempat lagik la melepak kat Awana Porto Malai, tak sangka plak kedatangan kitorg disambut bulan penuh mengambang dan pemandangan malam tu sangat la cantek nyer. buktinyer tengok gambar alep bersama bulang yang mengambang itu ? Subhanallah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352046259830806898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZJt4qsWXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/DNY0JcUDsBA/s320/P1030914.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ngn ayep pon taknak ketinggalan dalam sesi sesi mengambik gambar. sempat gak la snap gambar ngn bulan yang tengah mengambang penuh tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352045640255520210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZJJ0kbvdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/fFWoiRpLuKc/s320/DSCN2906.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lepas jalan2 kat Pantai Chenang, kitorg pon pulang la ke apartment, kemas2 beg apa yang patut kan sebab esok dah nak balek ker semenanjung malaysia.. memang rasa tak puas sebab macam sekejap sangat.. rasa macam nak stay satu malam jer lagik kat sini.. nak tido puas2 kat apartment. apakan dayaku..  apa2 pon.. esok nyer aku mampu bangun sendiri tanpa bantuan alarm suara puan yanti yg nyaring tu.. Hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5741989130667046084-6308640070971354903?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6308640070971354903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-vii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6308640070971354903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6308640070971354903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-vii.html' title='My Vacation - Part VII'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZKMjW7usI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_xD3qtvyFHw/s72-c/P1030906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-213200559743068276</id><published>2009-06-28T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:25:13.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation - Part VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZHaI8DdaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/L4JgqEPc6ec/s1600-h/P1030874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352043721577952674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZHaI8DdaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/L4JgqEPc6ec/s320/P1030874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malam kedua merangkap malam terakhir keluarga Encik Ramlan kat Langkawi, kitorg jalan jalan carik makan kat Restoran Wan Thai. Kakti yang pilih sebab recommended by forummers. Nak tau sedap ke tak, cuba la tengok dulu lauk pauk yang kitorg pilih nie. Agak2 macam menarik tak ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZFP3GMMkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/W8feOZ_zNwM/s1600-h/P1030858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352041345966682690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZFP3GMMkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/W8feOZ_zNwM/s320/P1030858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kailan ikan masin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZE0l4krQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NCA9hR7tzxE/s1600-h/P1030856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352040877489696002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZE0l4krQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NCA9hR7tzxE/s320/P1030856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ikan (tak tau nama) masak (masak apa pun tatau) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZEBIkLWWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2YGAxGyGKfE/s1600-h/P1030855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352039993446193506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZEBIkLWWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2YGAxGyGKfE/s320/P1030855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sotong masak cili kering (ntah la, bantai jerk kasik taruk nama)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauk pauk kat atas nampak jer menarik kan? Tapi sebenar nyer memang la sangat sedap dan memang tak rugi la datang kat sini nak melantak. Bukti nyer ? Tengok jer la bukti kat bawah ni. Antara lapar sesangat makan sampai rakus atau memang sedap ? Tapi memang sedap la makan sana. Murah pon murah. Ada gambar lauk lain lagi makan tapi malas nak upload sumer gambar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352040409467879138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZEZWXefuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wW5L1RSVUN0/s320/P1030866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Licin sumer kitorang makan, kira restoran tu tak yah basuh la pinggan tu, leh terus kasik customer seterus nyer guna pinggan mangkuk kitorang tu, Ekekekeke.. Ramai gak la customers kat sana tu. Seb baek jer la kitorg dapat meja ari tu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kenangan yang best kat restoran tu, bukan sebab keramahan pelayan2, bukan kesedapan makanan kat sana tapi peristiwa ketidak sengajaan kakti ngn aku masuk tandas laki. hahahaha... memang la lawak tapi selamba jer la kan.. bukan ader orang nak masuk pon tandas tu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paper pon.. selamat maju jaya Restoran Wan Thai..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-213200559743068276?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/213200559743068276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-vi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/213200559743068276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/213200559743068276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-vi.html' title='My Vacation - Part VI'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SkZHaI8DdaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/L4JgqEPc6ec/s72-c/P1030874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-3543718138205010372</id><published>2009-06-17T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:01:17.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation - Part V</title><content type='html'>Penat pergi mangrove tour. Dah la panas. Kitorg habis mangrove tour tepat pukul 12:00 pm. So, plan nak ke mana? Mak tak sabar2 nak gi carik kueh telinga keling dia tu. So, kitorg pon berangkat la ke Makam Mahsuri semata2 nak carik kueh telinga keling kesukaan dia tu. Tp plan asal, nak makan dulu la sebelum masuk tp tak dpt carik gerai yg best, kitorg pon plan masuk dulu Makam Mahsuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa ada dekat Makam Mahsuri tu? Makam Mahsuri jer la dengan perigi Mahsuri dan sejarah2 nyer. Sebelum masuk sempat lagik la beli air sebab terlalu haus. Ayah tak masuk sebab tak larat nak jalan. So, kitorg bertujuh jer la masuk makam mahsuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak awal2 dah ilang sebab nak carik kueh telinga keling dia tu. Aku sempat gak la amik gambar kat makam mahsuri tu, takut sebenar nyer nak amik gambar makam tu sebab takut ader plak entiti lain yg tumpang sekaki bergambar sekali. sempat gak la bergambar kat rumah mahsuri dan perigi mahsuri. tengah2 bergambar, mak plak lost tak dpt nak carik tempat org jual kueh tu. hasil pertolongan anak2 dan menantu, dpt jugak la jmper tempat menjual kueh nyer tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan jual kueh telinga keling tu jer, kueh karas pon ader jual, mak cik salmah memang teruja benor tgk orang buat kueh karas. abang najib plak beli kueh telinga keling tu. dan itu la first time aku mkn kueh telinga keling yg masih panas di pasaran. tak cukup 2 hengget, pegi tambah lagik beli 2 hengget. antara kuat lantok atau memang kelaparan masing2 makan macam tak hengat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah habis melantak, aku pon teruskan perjalanan ke museum mahsuri. apa yang menarik? hikayat2 dan sejarah2 dan cerita2 riwayat mahsuri dan keturunan nyer. barang2 lama. tombak2 lama dan sebagai nyer. kat sini tak leh amik gambar. sebab apa? hahaha nanti ader entiti lain yang nak menumpang, kan tak ke haru nanti. kat luar museum ader awek2 cun main alat music tradisional. selalu main la tu kan. asal ader tourist jer, diorang main la.. alat music dalam citer pontianak harum sundal malam tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah puas berjalan2 kat makam mahsuri.. its time to eattt.. so kitorg pon decide gi beras terbakar, makan kat warung kedai ikan bakar.. memang best gegiler. lepas tu, masing2 melantak air teh o ais smpai 2 gelas sorang. masing2 kehausan. tatau la nak ckp air yang sedap atau kitorg ni memang gersang kehausan air. kedai ni mmg ramai yang rekomen sedap. dekat ngn beras terbakar, plan awal nak gi la beras terbakar, tp plan terpaksa dibatalkan sebab masing2 kepenatan. lagi pon mata mak cik salmah dah blink2 nak gi Ismail group. lagik satu, murah nak mampus makan kat sini, patut la ramai yang datang makan kat sini. semoga kedai ni maju jaya hingga 7 keturunan.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lps makan, kitorg menuju ke pekan kuah. buat apa? apa lagik, carik barang2 keperluan makcik salmah la, apa lagik.. kitorg beli cokelat dan macam2.. sambil2 tu, tolong alep carik suar short. tetiba jer budak tu teringin nak pakai short. tengok abg dier pakai short dgn smart nyer, tu yg dier pon seronok nak carik suar short gak kot. dpt gak la 2 helai suar short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lps sakan bershopping, kitorg pon pulang ker apartment, dah lps solat dan melepas lelah, aktiviti seterus nyer aderlah.. mandi swimming poool.... hahaha.. anol awal2 dah terjun swimming pool. abg najib buat gaya terjun budak kampung. ayep plak.. hahaha.. berlagak macam tau nak berenang. tp memang tak pandai berenang pon.. anol ngn abg najib tolong dier berenang. kakti pon mandi. aku tak mandi sebab malas nanti mesti kene selesema H1n1 nanti. ekekeke.. byk gak la gmbr yg diambik petang tu kat swimming pool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lps mandi kitorg ready nak mkn malam. kat mana tu?? nanti kan sambungan nyer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3543718138205010372?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3543718138205010372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-v.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3543718138205010372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3543718138205010372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-v.html' title='My Vacation - Part V'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-4310271642828800684</id><published>2009-06-16T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:18:29.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation - Part IV</title><content type='html'>Pagi2 dah kene kejut ngn kakti. Memang suara pompuan ni menyakitkan hati. Semalam dah kacau, hari ni pon kacau tido aku lagik. Sakit hati betul la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi2 turun nak sarapan, jumper ayah yang sudah pon bersarapan, so, apa lagik, telepon alep suruh turun sarapan. Makan mee hoon dan mee goreng. memang sedap jugak la sarapan yg disediakan. Bila alep cakap yang dier tak bgtau pon budak yang jaga entrance sarapan tu atau dalam erti kata lain, dier lalu buat dek jerk, so, kitorg pon tepon anol soh turun makan. Maka, sumer orang pon turun sarapan pagi tu kat apartment. Hehehe.. Sementara tunggu anol sarapan, sempat gak la aku nak membuang apa yang patut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai sarapan, kitorg pon menuju ke tanjung Rhu utk mangrove tour. Orang yang bertanggungjawab utk bawak kitorg naik bot bernama "Wan". Wan berumur 19 tahun dan mampu berbahasa Inggeris dan ada license utk bawak bot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempat pertama yang kitorang gi adalah tempat Eagle Feeding. Kitorg hanya nampak Helang merah jer. Tempat helang tu tinggal kat area bukit. Helang ni makan ayam. So hari tu Wan kasik makan ayam kepada helang2 tu. Tak banyak sangat helang ari tu tapi puas hati la sebab dapat tengok Helang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu kitorang dapat la tengok ketam berwarna warni, ada kaler merah, oren, biru pon ader. Habitat kat hutan paya bakau. ada monyet jugak kat situ. kalau tau la ader monyet, mesti kitorg akan bawak roti kasik makan monyet2 tu. masing2 buat muka kesian bila kitorang bawak tangan kosong jer. Huhuhu.. Wan cakap, monyet tu boleh berenang2 dapatkan makanan. Amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu kitorg pegi Gua Buaya. Dari jauh memang nampak seram. Lepas tu, Wan cakap, kalau air pasang, memang tak leh lalu. Bila masuk jer Gua Buaya tu, ada banyak kelawar. Panjang gua tu ada la dalam 50 meter. Wan cakap dulu2 ada buaya putih tinggal kat sini. Mana datang nya pon tatau. Tau tau buaya putih ni menghilang ntah ke mana. Mati la kot.. Lepas keluar dari gua buaya tu, kitorg leh nmpk gua tu mcm tengkorak buaya daripada jauh.. Seramm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way ke kolam ikan kecil, ada banyak bot parking kat hutan paya bakau ni. Wan cakap, dalam sebulan, diorang bayar RM300 jer. Lebih murah la daripada tempat parking yang eksklusif tu. ader yang parking kat situ bertahun2 smpai kerajaan nak jual jer mana2 yang tak dituntut tu. Banyak sangat kapal parking situ. Dah berkarat pon ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum singgah kolam ikan kecil, kitorg gi Gua Kelawar. Bayar RM1 seorang. Mak ngn ayah tunggu kat bot. Kitorg masuk gua kelawar. Tak bawak torch light pon tapi leh nmpk la kelawar tu. Anak monyet pon banyak. Sempat la kitorg amik gambar kat dalam tu, kat Hutan Paya Bakau. Wan ckp, monyet2 ni nakal. Kene make sure jangan kasik monyet masuk bot kalau tak, habis sumer beg2 tourist dier curik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lps tu, our destination is kolam ikan kecil. Banyak sangat ikan kat situ. Alamak, guey tak kenal la ikan2 kat situ tapi ader amik gambar la. Kasik ikan makan la. Memang best. Ader ikan malas. Ader ikan sumpit dulu la sebelum makan. Memang best. Tp masa tu panas la sangat. Rasa macam nak terbakar jerr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah habis kasik ikan makan, sudah masa nyer utk balek. Tp kitorg tak lalu hutan paya bakau. Kali ni lalu laut. Memang laju la Wan bawak bot. Cantek sangat laut Langkawi. Tak puas tengok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way balek, sempat la tengok kat satu bukit ada permukaan macam gorilla. Memang sebijik macam gorilla. Tp tak smpat nak snap gambar sebab tak larat nak amik gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum balek, smpat la beli gambar yang diorang curi2 tangkap sebelum kitorg bergerak itk mangrove tour. Beli sumer gambar yang ada. gambar anol jer yang tadek. Sian la plak kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitorg ready utk the next destination.. Apakah destinasi seterus nyer ?? Makam mahsuri.. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-4310271642828800684?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/4310271642828800684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-iv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4310271642828800684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4310271642828800684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-iv.html' title='My Vacation - Part IV'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6152316596207562670</id><published>2009-06-16T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:19:56.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation - Part III</title><content type='html'>Naik cable car adalah pengalaman yang paling tak dapat dilupakan. Pengalaman nak kejut anak2 bujang pun macam tu gaks. Alep boleh cakap tak nak gi naik cable car. Anol plak tak nak bangun2 bila dikejut. dah la kiter takut nak kejut anol dari tido. Ayep plak memang syiok tido dalam bilik. Last2 soh mak guna kuasa veto yang ada. Barulah semua anak2 bujang bangun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat 4 ticket free utk cable car. Actualy, dah beli another 4 tickets utk naik cable car. last minute mak ngn ayah tak leh naik cable car. ayah sakit, tak larat jalan sebab jauh sangat nak masuk ke tempat cable car. mak plak nak teman ayah sebab ayah pon tak brapa nak sehat. so, kite 6 orang jer naik cable car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa naik tu berlagak lagik la. kitorg 4 orang. kakti ngn abg najib naik cable car yang lain. bila cable car tu naik menuju ke puncak gunung mak cincang, masing2 kecut perut. masing2 cuba cakap bende lain. masing2 remind masing supaya tak tengok bawah. gayat siottt... tak la panjang mcm genting highlands tp tinggi sangat. genting highlands pon tinggi tapi cable car naik sket sket. muka masing2 tak larat.. sumer tak sabar nak turun bawah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah smpai first station masing2 nyesal naik cable car.. Hahahaha.. tp sempat lagik la amik gambar kat first station tu. pemandangan memang la cantek. the next station, kitorang 6 orang naik 1 cable car. tu pon masing2 cuak nak mampus. dah smpai second station, ayep ngn anol naik jambatan. yang lain2 tak naik jambatan. Aku? gayat wooo... setakat tengok pemandangan, amik2 gambar. sempat tgk anol ngn ayep jalan atas jambatan dan amik gambar. kenapa aku tak naik jambatan tu? sebab jambatan kat sunway lagoon pon aku gayat nak mampus.. yang ini lagik laaa gayat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila turun ke cable car station pun kitorg naik 1 cable car.. sumer raser lega tapi aku tetap cuak gaks. alep sumpah tak nak naik lagik. aku pon macam tak nak la dah naik cable car ni. gerun laaaa.. sempat la amik gambar sebagai kenang2an kat station cable car tu. dah turun dari cable car, baru la carik mak ngn ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destinasi seterus nya adalah tanjung rhu. kat situ kitorg lepak2 mkn laksa. sementara tunggu laksa, sempat amik gambar kat tanjung rhu tu.. cantek sangat pemandangan kat tanjung rhu. maklumlah.. pemandangan petang2.. senja2.. kat situ jugak nanti kitorang akan naik bot utk mangrove tour. lps makan2.. tibalah masanya untuk... SHOPPPPPINGGG cokelat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lps lepak kat tanjung Rhu, kitorg bertolak ker pekan kuah. carik apa? mesti la carik cokelat.. aku carik beg polo ngn cokelat. mak cik salmah rambang mata kat ismail group.. layan jer la.. lepas tu kitorg pon balek apartment.. rilek2.. sebab keesokan hari nyer hari kitorg akan penuh dengan aktiviti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nantikan sambungan nyer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6152316596207562670?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6152316596207562670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6152316596207562670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6152316596207562670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-iii.html' title='My Vacation - Part III'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6620326609607494269</id><published>2009-06-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:56:30.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My vacation - Part II</title><content type='html'>Kol 8 lebey, ferri pon bergerak menuju ke pulau langkawi, sempat la amik2 gambar ngn amik video sebelum tu. memang saja tak nak makan walaupon lapar sebab takut mabuk laut. hasnol pon risau dier mabuk laut. awal2 dah prepare plastik. seb baek ader experience gi pangkor ngn gi redang, so tadek la risau sangat naik ferri hari tu. bukan risau apa, risau mabuk laut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lebey kurang kol 9, smpai jetti kuah. ramai sangat orang kat jetti kuah. ada yang baru nak balek. yang baru smpai pon apa kurang nyer. sampai2 jer terus carik kak ina. kaunter agensi kak ina kat belakang kenny rogers. smpai2 jer kat kaunter tu, panas terik gegiler punyer. baru kol 9 lebey dah panas menggiler. seb baek dpt jmper kaunter agensi tapi kak ina tadek lagi masa tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah register sumer, tetiber kitorg dapat kete nissan serena. janji ngn kak ina kitorg akan dpt toyoto innova. punyer la tak puas hati sebab seat ader 7 jer. kitorg ader 8 orang. kitorang penting kan keselesaan. bincang punya bincang, last2 diorang soh tunggu dalam 20-30 minit sebab innova orang belum pulangkan lagik, kira on the way laa.. tengah tunggu2 tu, tetiba nissan serena tu kene saman ngn abg polis. seb baik kitorg tak setuju lagik nak amik kete tu, kalau tak, mesti kitorg yg kene bayar saman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sementara tunggu innova, kitorg lepak kat KFC. sejuk sket daripada tunggu kat luar kan. kak ina janji nak kol kalau innova dah smpai. since majority dah mkn sarapan, kitorg minum jer kat kfc tu. tp adik ayep order burger. lapor la tuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam 15 minit tunggu, last2 dapat la innova seperti yang dijanjikan.. puas ati la jugak dapat innova sebab besor.. since check in lambat lagik, kitorg gi makan dulu kat area underwater world, makan tgh hari kol 11.. lapor beb.. lps makan, kitorg gi la jenjalan kat underwater world tu.. bigger than aquaria.. ader singa laut. berpusing2.. orang jepun kat sana sebuk bgtau kitorg singa laut tu berpusing.. org jepun ker tuu ?? ada penguin.. mcm2 la ader kat sana.. aquaria lagik cantek tp underwater world lagik besau laaaa.. sekali pegi dah la kan.. kalau g langkawi lagik, maleh dah gi sini.. tp memang agak puas dan berbaloi jugak pegi sini.. underwater ni kat area pantai cenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lps tu kitorg decide nak check in.. memasing kepenatan.. so, kitorang pon gi la century suria apartment, tempat kitorg menginap. smpai2 sana, tak ley la plak nak check in terus, diorang soh tunggu smpai kol 3. masa tu baru kol 1:45tgh ari.. mak aihhh.. lama nak kene tunggu kan.. tp diorang dah confirm ada bilik utk kitorg cuma kene tunggu jer laa.. siap soh gi lunch lagik.. dalam ati ckp "kitorg dah lunch la...".. so tunggu jer la kat lobby.. tp dalam kol 2.. tgk ader orang dah check in.. and then orang tu pon soh check in skang.. apa lagik.. terus la grab kunci gi apartment yang telah di book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk2 apartment.. rasa macam dalam heaven.. masing2 melepak.. pasang aircond kuat2.. lps pilih bilik, tukar2 baju.. terus melentok tidor.. masing2 kepenatan.. yer la.. masing2 tak cukup tido dan kepenatan. best sangat rasanyer dapat katil yang empuk. tido memang tak ingat laaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa tido tu, agak2 nyer ader la mimpi sket.. tp diganggu oleh akak ati.. bengong nyer akak ati.. ader plak mengganggu tidur ku yang lena.. tp memang sakit ati la masa kakti kejutkan tu.. tp kalau tak kejut, memang smpai malam la aku tido ari tuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan petang tu nak naik cable car.. tapi nanti2 la citer.. nantikan sambungan nyer... susah nak kejut budak2 nie bangun.. anol la terutamanya.. ayep plak, memang best giler landing atas katil di apit mak ngn ayah.. memang anak manja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cable car nyer story... later ok.... cee yaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6620326609607494269?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6620326609607494269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6620326609607494269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6620326609607494269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation-part-ii.html' title='My vacation - Part II'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-3195873582086801440</id><published>2009-06-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:26:39.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation - Part I</title><content type='html'>I took 6 days for my vacation leave from June 9th until June 16th. Where did I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my holidays with my family in Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igtkan nak balek temerloh malam 8hb tapi hasnol plak lambat. boleh dier gi Melaka smpai kol brapa baru smpai kl. pagi2 baru message kata dah sampai KL. tido dalam kereta la tuu. pagi2 sesudah subuh, baru balek temerloh. dalam kol 8pagi baru smpai rumah.. Home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam 8hb June, kitorg bergerak ke kuala Perlis lebey kurang kol 9.30pm. first perhentian was genting sempah. sempat gak la buang apa yang patut dan makan murtabak crackers yang mak buat kat sana. hurmmm... sedap sangat murtabak crackers yang mak buat ari tu.. teringat2 smpai skang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam kol 12.45mlm, kitorang smpai tapah. cpt gak diorang ni drive dah smpai tapah sebab lalu batang kali. jalan berliku2 plak tu dan agak byk kereta la masa turun dari gohtong jaya ke batang kali tu. apa2 pon, kitorg lepak2 kat tapah, mkn jagung, mihun sup dan layan teh tarik smpai la kol 2 pg. lama gak kitorg lepak kat sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lps tu kitorg sambung perjalanan menuju ke kuala perlis melalui jelapang tol, terowong taiping..dan agak menarik terowong kat taiping tu sebab lampu nyer berwarna putih. agak berlainan dengan terowong karak sebab lampu kat terowong karak berwarna oren kuning.. hurmm.. dulu lalu sana tak perasan plak lampu tu kaler putih ehh.. keindahan malam tak dapat dirasai sangat sebab gelap.. tak boleh nak enjoy the view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitorg sempat singgah kat sg. perak R&amp;amp;R utk isi minyak dan buang air dan yg sepatut nyer.. masa ni tak igt la kol brapa. cashier kat petronas tu main rubik cube tp pndai satu warna jer.. tak nak la main cube budak tu sebab cube murah. kalau aku main mesti rosak dan rabak cube tu nanti.. nak beli t shirt transformers tapi cashier tu ckp tak jual lagi. tak per la, kiter try stesen petronas yg seterus nyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perjalanan dari sg. perak menuju ker gurun r&amp;amp;r sangat menggetirkan. sebab ?? tak tahan nak kencing.. dari simpang ke butterworth lagik. byk kilang2 kat area pulau pinang.. nak amik view pon tak leh sebab gelap. tak nmpk. byk kilang makanan ringan. tp jalan tak best sebab beralun2 sangat. sangat tak seswai utk orang yang sangat tak tahan nak kencing. view ker gurun R&amp;amp;R sangat menarik sebab di apiti pemandangan sawah padi. tak nampak pon tp bayangkan sendiri jer la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam kol 5:15pg kitorang smpai gurun r&amp;amp;r. masa ni aku kencing 2 kali. nak kata minum air byk sgt, tak byk pon. nak kata sejuk sangat pon tak. tp memang sangat puas dapat kencing kat sana. lps rilek2 kat gurun r&amp;amp;r, kitorg pon berlepas ke kuala perlis dan kuar exit alor setar. saja nak kuar kat sini sebab nak tunjuk bandar alor setar waktu subuh. kitorg lalu kat istana sultan kedah dengan lalu kolej tentera udara tempat anol blaja. kalau lalu siang, hasnol kata bz. lps tu kitorg lalu mana ntah. tak igt plak tp tembus jugak la hiway ke kuala perlis. jalan nak ke hiway tu.. hummm.. teruk gilerr.. tgh dalam proses pembinaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lebey kurang 6:45pg kitorg smpai jeti kuala perlis. aku turun beli tiket. diorang gi semayang subuh kat masjid. pagi2 pon ramai gaks yang beli tiket. tgh2 beratur tu tetiber ader la beberapa orang yg pakai serban potong queue. rasa mcm nak naik hangin jer.. tak pndai beratur ker diorang ni, igt pakai serban leh sesuker potong queue?? beli tiket kol 8pg. sementara tunggu kol 8 pg, ayah, anol, alep ngn abg najib gi melantak makan sarapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minit sblm kol 8 kitorg dah naik ferri.. citer naik ferri kan diceritakan seterus nyer.. cayalah.. tak tido dari mlm sebelum nyer.. akibat nyer ?? nanti kan sambungan nyer.. hehehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3195873582086801440?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3195873582086801440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3195873582086801440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3195873582086801440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-vacation.html' title='My Vacation - Part I'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-2656245522527654605</id><published>2009-06-01T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:59:51.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Ahad (05/30/09)</title><content type='html'>Semalam Ahad. I woke up at 10 am. Its early for Sunday, rite? Well, i slept early on Saturday night due to sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;Once i woke up, i immediately watched Desperate Housewives the second last and the final espisode. How was MJ and Susan after Dave knew that Susan was the one who started the car accident until both his wife and daughter died in car accident? Bree and her new scandal? Lynette and the unborned twins? Gaby and the adoreable Carlos's niece? Hahaha.. I believe we have to wait for the next season of Desperate Housewife. Season 5 is the best season for DH. Thumbs up for all the actresses. cant imagine their life in season 6 without Eddie..&lt;br /&gt;Then, i bathed and go downstairs to buy lunch.. So sad, the ikan keli stall didnt open like usual.. i was so frustrated till i made murtabak maggi myself. Then, 'layan' Freedom writers. Its a very good movie. its created based on a real story of a teacher with her students or the freedom writers. Besides, i watched movie "hes just not into you".. hurmm.. it seems like a real story for each woman in the world.. Hahaha.. the sign.. the false sign.. if he's not calling you.. if he's not marrying you.. false hope given by friends.. and everything in the film.. such a very same situation in the real life.. watch it wif ur gilfrens.. they would love it..&lt;br /&gt;well.. i watched terminator salvation and angels &amp;amp; demons last week, both are very good movie though some of my frens didnt say so.. angels &amp;amp; demons are very good movie. i love vertican city. hopefully ill go there once but after i go Umrah and Haji for more than 10 times.. hehehe.. the city fulls with church.. hurmm.. dunt think its a good place to visit.. Huhuhuhu... watching terminator likes watching batman.. mayb bcos of christian bale.. or john connor.. neway, hes HOT and kewl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2656245522527654605?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2656245522527654605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hari-ahad-053009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2656245522527654605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2656245522527654605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hari-ahad-053009.html' title='Hari Ahad (05/30/09)'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-2115476930369616060</id><published>2009-05-09T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:17:40.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krispy Kreme.. now in Malaysia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SgRa4kdSjpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_ylSVlp0GDg/s1600-h/krispy+kreme.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333487786619211410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SgRa4kdSjpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_ylSVlp0GDg/s320/krispy+kreme.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kedai donut.. again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. setelah 2 tahun jadi pelanggan setia jCo donut.. mungkin sekarang boleh beralih arah ke Krispy Kreme. first time kedai ni bukak, luckily my colleagues baik ati beli byk2 belanja satu ofis. memang la sedap tapi agak manis la expecially yg ala2 glazzy kedai jCo tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donut Krispy Kreme agak besar compare to jCo donut. ader jugak certain type mcm makan kek. hurmm.. the taste is not bad. tp i would prefer jco sebab donut jco agak kecik dan senang nak habis. hehehe.. tp memang kualiti memang bagus. i put in fridge, tp tak keras2 mcm jco. dah tak yah nak reheat dalam microwave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a nutshell, krispy and jco have their own taste and people would never compare the taste as both donut are totally different. we cant compare krispy dgn jco spt mana kiter compare jco and big apple..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2115476930369616060?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2115476930369616060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/05/krispy-kreme-now-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2115476930369616060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2115476930369616060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/05/krispy-kreme-now-in-malaysia.html' title='Krispy Kreme.. now in Malaysia...'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SgRa4kdSjpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_ylSVlp0GDg/s72-c/krispy+kreme.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-1611722784826809354</id><published>2009-05-08T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:03:37.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Wolverine vs. Star Trek</title><content type='html'>I watched 2 movies within 2 days at Pavillion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i watched X-Men-wolverine. hugh jackman sangat la macho jadik wolverine. part2 yang best? masa wolverine di transformkan jadik unbreakable mutant. teknologi memang nampak canggih. n then yang kelakor biler Logan lari naked masuk barn. comel pon ade gaks. hahahaha.. masa Logan kalahkan helikopter pon best.. mcm bagus sangat jer wolverine nie (memang nampak gagah pon).. waktu logan and victor join the elite group of mutans, mmg smart giler la the group mcm Daniel Hanney (agent yg terer tembak sharp) and Ryan(agent yg jadi Wade).. diorang attack ofis kat Lagos, Nigeria. cayalah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni layan star trek. mmg best la citer nie.. sebelum ni mana pernah layan star trek.. star trek ngn star wars nyer perbezaan pon tatau... james kirk memang best. spock (half vulcan, half human), pelakon citer heroes tu pon best gaks tp kelakar la. dah watak vulcan macam tu kan. nak mcm mana. watak paling kelakar, of course watak pavel chekov, the russian. accent english ala2 Polish tu memang kelakar nak mampus. kalau takdek watak nie mesti star trek ni tak braper nak best. yg tak best nyer masa tgh tgk muvie nie, ader la part james kirk ni nak kene belasah tetibe leh plak aku terjerit ketakutan (konon2 i put myself in his shoes la).. yg malu nyer sebab i sorang jer yg jerit. orang lain rilek jer.. memang agak 'kemaluan' di situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni tak sabar2 nak tgk citer transformers. bila tu tatau la, tak sure, maybe next week, next2 week or nex month ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa2 pon sapot la citer tempatan.. bohsia pon ok gaks citer nyer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1611722784826809354?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1611722784826809354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine-vs-star-trek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1611722784826809354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1611722784826809354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine-vs-star-trek.html' title='Wolverine vs. Star Trek'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-5986529502831806242</id><published>2009-04-28T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:02:29.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual leave</title><content type='html'>Esok, lusa dan tulat diisytiharkan hari tidak bekerja.. Yahoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok tak keje tapi, malam ni agak sukar nak tido. Pusing kiri, pusing kanan. Still tak boleh tido. Suhu macam biasa la, tak terlalu panas, tak terlalu sejuk. Tapi still mampu men selsema kan rongga hidung nie. Habuk, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok tak keje tapi, bukan nyer dok rumah rilek2, baca gosip liar kat Forum tapi nak balek kampung, menyetelkan income tax(sudahkah anda membuat nyer?), nak register streamyx kat rumah(tatau la apa mimpi mak aku nak pasang streamyx) dan seperti biasa, marathon tidor (amalan wajib ketika tidak bekerja).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas habis keje ari ni, jalan2 kat masjid jamek, jalan masjid india, jalan TAR, Sogo and Time Square. Igtkan nak beli Krispy Kreme(grand opening hari ni) la konon2 nyer tapi bila tengok queue berlingkar2 mcm ular, tak jadik nak beli. Besides, terasa nak ter kencing ya amat. Bila gi toilet, teramatla terkejut sebab kebocoran yang amat maksima. Patut la perut sakit berdenyut2. Last2 gi KFC sebab mcm teringin sangat nak mkn since last week. Hurmm.. patutla selsema, sebab dah termakan makanan terlarang(ayam KFC mampu meresdungkan hidungku).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah penat berjalan, akhir nyer beli air kiwi ngn kuaci jer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-5986529502831806242?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/5986529502831806242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/04/annual-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5986529502831806242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5986529502831806242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/04/annual-leave.html' title='Annual leave'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-576584279601109051</id><published>2009-04-23T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:04:09.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Who is my HERO?</title><content type='html'>When I was young, I loved to have Superman to become my Hero, acted by Dean Cain. Superman was my favourite TV series and I didnt want to miss even a sec to watch him with the heroine, Teri Hatcher (Lois Lane), now she is very famous to be one of the desperate Housewives in Wisteria Lane, Susan Mayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long period, I am not interested to have any SuperHero... Except Doraemon.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I have a new Hero.. a blood sucker.. blood drinker.. kill people.. cold.. mesmerizing voice.. golden eyes.. fast.. tough.. strong.. supernatural gift.. vegetarian??... and here it is.. VEMPIRE.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just watched TWILIGHT for the third time.. the best part is when Bella asked Edward how long he has been 17 and Edward replied "a while".. another good part is when The Cullens played baseball.. another nice part is when the first time Edward introduced himself to Bella Swan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new hero is Edward Cullen, a vempire.. Im adoring him sooooo much... especially the way he stare and look at Bella... (mysterious look.. protective look... love-so-much look)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327854229731959810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SfBXMZo8ZAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DPSdjZBWR6M/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought all the Twilight series.. Twilight saga.. New Moon.. Eclipse.. Breaking Dawn.. and im reading Breaking Dawn.. Cannot wait for Midnight Sun (still not publish yet).. The latest book is just similar like Twilight but the story will be from Edward Cullen Perspective.. The novel is moch more better than the movie.. I luv the part when Edward describe why he cant read Bella's mind.. He used AM and FM frequency as the metaphore.. The novel full of romance.. thrill.. and chill.. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Rob Pattinson for playing a very good job~~ For being such a very good Edward Cullen.. and I am so sorry becos.. I dunt like you, Rob.. I love your Edward character.. Hehehe.. Cant wait for your next movie.. New Moon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327853791645578194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SfBWy5pAs9I/AAAAAAAAANw/2ARxCkbn7Ts/s320/twilight04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-576584279601109051?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/576584279601109051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-is-my-hero.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/576584279601109051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/576584279601109051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-is-my-hero.html' title='Who is my HERO?'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SfBXMZo8ZAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DPSdjZBWR6M/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-8694971026957599233</id><published>2009-04-23T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:30:37.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since when I love to drink iced white coffee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as i remember, the first time I drank white coffee was at Meal Station, UOA. The taste was "superb"! Thanks to Nurul Akmal as recommending me to the drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second time I drank white coffee was at UOA foodcourt. The taste was as good as the white coffee from Meal Station. I become addicted to this drink when Nurul offerred me to buy the drink for our breakfast. Thanks again to Nurul for becoming such a loyal Customer to Meal Station and buys for me the drink each time she goes to the restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon, I went to Old Town White Coffee. This is my first time I go to there. I ordered "Old Town Nasi Lemak Rendang" and "Iced Old Time White Coffee". This is the real taste of White Coffee. The taste is SOOOOOO good. I bet, that would not be the last time I went to Old Town. Im going to go again and again and again... Just for a cup of Iced White Coffee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327847705084938386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SfBRQnb3yJI/AAAAAAAAANo/fOHGmkgv9zo/s320/white_coffee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8694971026957599233?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8694971026957599233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/04/white-coffee.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8694971026957599233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8694971026957599233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/04/white-coffee.html' title='White coffee'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SfBRQnb3yJI/AAAAAAAAANo/fOHGmkgv9zo/s72-c/white_coffee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-1412237416831377564</id><published>2009-03-22T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:41:01.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot air balloon @ Putrajaya</title><content type='html'>Today i went to Putrajaya purposely to have a tour visit and watched the hot air balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures taken by my LUMIX 10 megapixels camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScUX09wWEVI/AAAAAAAAANg/g5UItcz36vY/s1600-h/P1030192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315681133878710610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScUX09wWEVI/AAAAAAAAANg/g5UItcz36vY/s320/P1030192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The balloon looks tiny in this picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScUXYV1mpVI/AAAAAAAAANY/k9sZXTs20U4/s1600-h/P1030187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315680642127013202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScUXYV1mpVI/AAAAAAAAANY/k9sZXTs20U4/s320/P1030187.JPG" border="0" /&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/5741989130667046084-1412237416831377564?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1412237416831377564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-air-balloon-putrajaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1412237416831377564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1412237416831377564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-air-balloon-putrajaya.html' title='Hot air balloon @ Putrajaya'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScUX09wWEVI/AAAAAAAAANg/g5UItcz36vY/s72-c/P1030192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-1624651331914543073</id><published>2009-03-21T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:21:58.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>My feveret song now is... Love Story by Taylor Swift..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is pretty.. like her voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScPOrJpbOjI/AAAAAAAAANI/fAL_04ZtfYU/s1600-h/3142_con_Taylor%20Swift1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315319225946683954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScPOrJpbOjI/AAAAAAAAANI/fAL_04ZtfYU/s320/3142_con_Taylor%2520Swift1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSBremJzMR4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were both young when I first saw you.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts:&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.&lt;br /&gt;See you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;and say hello;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo; you were throwing pebbles,&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet."&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase,&lt;br /&gt;begging you, 'Please, don't go.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you.&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew.&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes; escape this town for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter,&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said "Stay away from Juliet,"&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me; I was begging you, 'Please, don't go,'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me - they're tryin' to tell me how to feel;&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid; we'll make it out of this mess.&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say "Yes.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever comin' around.&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Romeo save me - I've been feeling so alone.&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come.&lt;br /&gt;Is this in thy head? I don't know what to think-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Marry me, Juliet - you'll never have to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad - go pick out a white dress;&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1624651331914543073?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1624651331914543073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1624651331914543073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1624651331914543073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScPOrJpbOjI/AAAAAAAAANI/fAL_04ZtfYU/s72-c/3142_con_Taylor%2520Swift1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-7748361013507166171</id><published>2009-03-20T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:10:13.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Lounge</title><content type='html'>i was recommended by my cousion to eat Belgium waffle in chocolate lounge @ pavillion. the waffle looks yummie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScOgBSUBqtI/AAAAAAAAANA/3iu2UJxGITo/s1600-h/20032009919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315267929183464146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScOgBSUBqtI/AAAAAAAAANA/3iu2UJxGITo/s320/20032009919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScOfzGL_RvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3G_L37dIADA/s1600-h/20032009920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315267685410359026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScOfzGL_RvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3G_L37dIADA/s320/20032009920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScOfQ7geQVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XuwSz2czL98/s1600-h/20032009921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315267098427933010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScOfQ7geQVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XuwSz2czL98/s320/20032009921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy...&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/5741989130667046084-7748361013507166171?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7748361013507166171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/03/chocolate-lounge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7748361013507166171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7748361013507166171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/03/chocolate-lounge.html' title='Chocolate Lounge'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/ScOgBSUBqtI/AAAAAAAAANA/3iu2UJxGITo/s72-c/20032009919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-1725476241765106966</id><published>2009-02-22T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:18:35.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching movies 4 days in a row</title><content type='html'>i dont watch movie for quite long time. the last time i watched movie was last year, it was "Histeria". Since i found that i need to at least watch movie at least once in month, i decided to ask my colleagues to watch movie last thursday. we watched "...Benjamin button". brad pit was so gorgeous and handsome and the movie is demn good. its about a man who was born in reverse, when he was a baby, he was born as an old man but a very kind woman, who was really love the baby, decided to raise up the baby. the moment waiting for brad pit become younger and younger is the best part. though the story was quite slow but it fulls with story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day i was not planned to watch another movie. that was my choice to choose "burn after reading". brad pitt and george clooney. brad pitt again, huh ? nope im not brad pitt's fan. just to teruja watching him as benjamin button the previous day. but the movie was so so so demn bad. i wasted rm11 just to see brad pitt was killed in closet and george clooney acted as a sex maniac. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, i planned to watch "geng" with kak nanie. we planned to watch it in IOI mall but unfortunately ticket is sold out and the next schedule was another 4 hours. i have no idea what to do in IOI mall till i decided to watch it in sunway pyramid. thanks God there has a ticket that available and just on time. not menghampakan. its very good 3d animation movie done by malaysian.i was so proud with the movie. just imagine, the movie was watched not only children and teenagers, but bapak2, emak2 and granparents also in the cinema. they really enjoy watching it especially during rajoo ask Upin and Ipin to think about the future.. Hahahaha.. tak sangka, Opah also doing the same thing at the last part. Hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ? i watched slamdog millionaires. thumbs up to Hindi movie. this movie is officially now the best movie for me. it deserves to win a lot of categories in OSCAR. the story is about a boy, jamal who is coincidently answer all the questions in "who wants to be a millionaire" correctly based on his life experience but was blamed to cheat. the way he was grown up with his brother, salim is very touching. kesanggupan him to swim in lubang jamban to get amitabh bachan's signature is the most unforgettable scene in this movie. movie ni memang best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next week? tgk dulu la ehh citer apa2 yang menarik.. tp rase macam ketagih nak tgk movie especially tgk kat pavillion.. walaaa.. mcm dok sofa kat rumah jer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1725476241765106966?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1725476241765106966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/02/watching-movies-4-days-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1725476241765106966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1725476241765106966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/02/watching-movies-4-days-in-row.html' title='Watching movies 4 days in a row'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-4233156699944551171</id><published>2009-02-17T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:38:12.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.U.B.I.K 's cube</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SZqt30q7vEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6uBabSR2lBo/s1600-h/480px-rubiks_cubesvg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303742685725310018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SZqt30q7vEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6uBabSR2lBo/s320/480px-rubiks_cubesvg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a while i didnt update this blog since im too bz playing RUBIK's cube! Being rubik addict must be very "patient" and have "passion" to it. Thanks to my guru besar, encik miruwan and my only "sifu", cik ain who are patiently teach me how to rotate the rubik's cube, gimme a few tricks (shorter steps than toys'r'us 7-steps) and creating a few patterns e.g. blossom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 year-old-girl played rubik's cube less than 2 minutes.. the parents must hardly teached from year 1.. haih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSqUcrFJ498&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSqUcrFJ498&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;i wish to play 4x4 rubik's cube next month.. hehehe..&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/5741989130667046084-4233156699944551171?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/4233156699944551171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/02/rubik-s-cube.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4233156699944551171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4233156699944551171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/02/rubik-s-cube.html' title='R.U.B.I.K &apos;s cube'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SZqt30q7vEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6uBabSR2lBo/s72-c/480px-rubiks_cubesvg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-4497972968695527797</id><published>2009-01-15T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:28:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AP English Helpdesk Mascot</title><content type='html'>I was assigned to create a Mascot represent Customer Service for ExxonMobil. Assisted by Nunni and Azua.. (the fun club...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing came out of my mind.. a computer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we ve decided to create a computer with hands and legs with a headset.. im glad my team lead love the Mascot.. for me.. the mascot macam hasil kreativity from a child.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Anuar for helping us drawing the legs, shoes and headset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is our mascot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291525779966110434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SW9GqUKzquI/AAAAAAAAALs/F83qPBARnNs/s320/pic06359.jpg" border="0" /&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/5741989130667046084-4497972968695527797?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/4497972968695527797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/ap-english-helpdesk-mascot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4497972968695527797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4497972968695527797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/ap-english-helpdesk-mascot.html' title='AP English Helpdesk Mascot'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SW9GqUKzquI/AAAAAAAAALs/F83qPBARnNs/s72-c/pic06359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-8276084066039542490</id><published>2009-01-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:12:05.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMIT dinner</title><content type='html'>I went to EMIT dinner last Saturday, wasting time watching performers syiok sendiri, eating the pathetic dishes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh please.. If u think the theme is theatrical, cultural or musical for a dinner, u might think people would wearing costume bagai.. u shud provide a hall where we can enjoy ourselves, and enjoy the performances and the food. who is the brilliant man suggesting the idiot places.. who is the approver endorsing the budget and places.. the cost might under budget.. the consequences?? Lu pikir la sendiri.. who is the rest idiots supporting the ideas ?? committees.. you are not qualified enuff to organize this big event.. esp for EMIT exxonmobil.. ur sucks video was pathetic.. even students are creative enuff to create a video for their dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dinner was so demn boring.. Everyone is talking about the night.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part of the dinner.. my team.. AP English Helpdesk.. we enjoyed ourselves.. renting costume.. taking gediks pictures.. and having fun.. we had a photo together.. medieval princess.. greek princess.. korean princess.. Fong sai yuk.. my dress ? mcm pregnant woman.. hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We prepared to gether, make up together.. hahaha.. that was the best part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took picture in car while waiting for Jaz.. that was the best part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took picture for our door gift.. that was the best part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed snapping pictures.. that was the best part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest.. SUCKS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291522238828052098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SW9DcMZs_oI/AAAAAAAAALk/eIwQksZ5C-Y/s320/13012009865.jpg" border="0" /&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/5741989130667046084-8276084066039542490?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8276084066039542490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/emit-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8276084066039542490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8276084066039542490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/emit-dinner.html' title='EMIT dinner'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SW9DcMZs_oI/AAAAAAAAALk/eIwQksZ5C-Y/s72-c/13012009865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-1604101106386156723</id><published>2009-01-07T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:10:09.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nanny Named Fran</title><content type='html'>My favourite tv show currently is "The Nanny" shows every weekdays, back to back episode, from 7pm till 8pm. It famous before but i didnt have chance to watch it before.. So.. i spend of my time now to enjoy the show after going back from office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the soundtrack of The Nanny Named Fran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the soundtrack and the lyric..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3unWr_b2Ew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3unWr_b2Ew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was working in a bridal shop in Flushing, Queens,&lt;br /&gt;Til her boyfriend kicked her out in one of those crushing scenes.&lt;br /&gt;What was she to do, where was she to go She was out on her fanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over the bridge from Flushing to the Sheffield's door,&lt;br /&gt;She was there to sell make up but the father saw more,&lt;br /&gt;She had style, she had flair, she was there, T&lt;br /&gt;hat's how she became the Nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have guessed that the girl we described&lt;br /&gt;was just exactly what the doctor prescribed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the father finds her beguiling, watch out C.C.,&lt;br /&gt;The kids are actually smiling, such joie de vivre&lt;br /&gt;She's the lady in red when everybody else is wearing tan.&lt;br /&gt;The flashy girl from Flushing,&lt;br /&gt;the Nanny named Fran.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1604101106386156723?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1604101106386156723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/nanny-named-fran.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1604101106386156723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1604101106386156723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/nanny-named-fran.html' title='The Nanny Named Fran'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-8378065805632428757</id><published>2009-01-07T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:34:42.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green plant on my office desk</title><content type='html'>I was forced to keep a green plant bought by my team lead (Chin Won Kuen). she bought the plant from Jusco (as u can see clearly from the picture) costed RM3.88 but needs to pay RM10.00 to the team fund if the plant dies. what i need to do is to water the plant every week. im not sure if the plant can survive within a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWStvOR5v4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/xvz-9sPlBVI/s1600-h/07012009855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288542889238445954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWStvOR5v4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/xvz-9sPlBVI/s320/07012009855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where i need to put it? next to the monitor. reason? if my eyes get tired, i can stare to the plant for a few seconds and get back to work. reasonable enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWStlDICPZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/l_qJ29BEdDA/s1600-h/07012009858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288542714445577618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWStlDICPZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/l_qJ29BEdDA/s320/07012009858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if the plant getting bigger and bigger, do we need to change the vase?&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/5741989130667046084-8378065805632428757?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8378065805632428757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/green-plant-on-my-office-desk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8378065805632428757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8378065805632428757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/green-plant-on-my-office-desk.html' title='Green plant on my office desk'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWStvOR5v4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/xvz-9sPlBVI/s72-c/07012009855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-8052148029342685533</id><published>2009-01-07T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:24:02.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnie The Baby Pooh</title><content type='html'>this morning we had exchanged gift for christmas.. my lovely santa Wing Hon has fulfilled my wish by giving me a very cute-adoreable winnie the baby pooh.. i really love it.. it is really cute, isnt it? hurmm.. i miss my winnie the mummie pooh and winnie the graduated pooh at my home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWSq2Ii_MqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/m0p6-woHZL0/s1600-h/07012009856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288539709423694498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWSq2Ii_MqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/m0p6-woHZL0/s320/07012009856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWSqt8hDizI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oPQCpLTji2Y/s1600-h/07012009859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288539568755411762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWSqt8hDizI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oPQCpLTji2Y/s320/07012009859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWSqk3WV-4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/J-w7tl5od5U/s1600-h/07012009857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288539412749482882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWSqk3WV-4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/J-w7tl5od5U/s320/07012009857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just nice fitted between whitey-bear and blue-bear.. the right hand holding a bell.. the vase filled by blue-bear was my christmas gift for last year.. thanks Santa.. cant wait for the next christmas.. :)&lt;br /&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/5741989130667046084-8052148029342685533?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8052148029342685533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/winnie-baby-pooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8052148029342685533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8052148029342685533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/winnie-baby-pooh.html' title='Winnie The Baby Pooh'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWSq2Ii_MqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/m0p6-woHZL0/s72-c/07012009856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-6525192525957609191</id><published>2009-01-06T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:04:21.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anak Buah</title><content type='html'>Last week, I met Azren with her big tummy. Cannot wait to become auntie for my bestfren's child..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was looking at all the pictures in my hp, then i realized a few pictures taken last October.. Actualy, ive already became auntie last year. i almost forgot bout my old bestfren who was firstly delivered my 'anak buah'. i forgot the baby's name.. sorry ayong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak buah i masa ni kene demam kuning.. sian sangat.. gambar baby sume nampk kuning (dunt blame my nokia 73 camera ok!) , masa ni baby baru sangat lahir tp mata baby ni.. meliar jer nak tengok orang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak pegang baby tp kecik sangat la.. tak sabar nak timang anak buah sendiri... kakti cepat sket ngndung ehhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUe-nGbMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9RCUy7jwsn0/s1600-h/18102008822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288163278642900162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUe-nGbMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9RCUy7jwsn0/s320/18102008822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUV6IZJOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/JV17ce5KYUI/s1600-h/18102008821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288163122821539042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUV6IZJOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/JV17ce5KYUI/s320/18102008821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUOWSj_8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yp2HVhod7-w/s1600-h/18102008820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288162992941432770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUOWSj_8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yp2HVhod7-w/s320/18102008820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUG_kPMpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CkAo9V9z91A/s1600-h/18102008819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288162866582467218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUG_kPMpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CkAo9V9z91A/s320/18102008819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni mesti dah 2 bulan lebih.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak sabar nak tgk the baby boy... mesti dah getting bigger..&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/5741989130667046084-6525192525957609191?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6525192525957609191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/anak-buah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6525192525957609191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6525192525957609191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2009/01/anak-buah.html' title='Anak Buah'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SWNUe-nGbMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9RCUy7jwsn0/s72-c/18102008822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-42197177515783989</id><published>2008-12-25T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:28:14.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanpa</title><content type='html'>Another my feveret song that was introduced by my brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jom karaoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pw-AsTrU1HU&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-42197177515783989?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/42197177515783989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/tanpa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/42197177515783989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/42197177515783989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/tanpa.html' title='Tanpa'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6497380043465433929</id><published>2008-12-24T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:18:26.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Kehilangan</title><content type='html'>Cita sadis amek dari frenster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kereta dihentikan betul-betul di hadapan rumah. Pintu pagar automatiknya terbuka. Perlahan kereta di halakan ke dalam garaj.. "Horey! Papa balik!" Kelihatan anak-anaknya berlari mengiringi keretanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tepi! Bahaya tau tak?" Jeritnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak-anak termanggu. Cahaya kegembiraan di wajah mereka pudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aimin bawa adik ke belakang." Arahnya pada anak yang sulong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulangnya petang itu disambut dingin oleh anak-anak. Isterinya turut terdiam bila mendengar anak-anak mengadu tentang papa mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa penat. Aimin bawa adik mandi dulu. Mama siapkan minum petang. Lepas minum papa mesti nak main bola dengan kita," pujuk Laila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia yang mendengar di ruang tamu hanya mendengus. Seketika kemudian terdengar hilai tawa anak-anaknya di bilik mandi. Dia bangun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hah! Main air. Bil bulan ini papa kena bayar dekat seratus. Cepat! Tutup paip tu! Buka shower!" Sergahnya. Suara yang bergema mematikan tawa anak-anaknya. "Asal saya balik rumah mesti bersepak. Kain baju berselerak. Apa awak makan tidur aje ke duduk rumah?" sambungnya kembali bila isterinya terpacul di belakang pintu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anak-anak pa.. Diorang yang main tu. Takpe nanti mama kemas. Papa minum ye. Mama dah siapkan kat taman." Balas isterinya lembut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fail saya kat depan tu mana?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama letak dalam bilik. Takut budak-budak alihkan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boleh tak awak jangan usik barang-barang saya? Susah tau tak? Fail tu patutnya saya bawa meeting tengahari tadi." Rungutnya sekalipun di hati kecil mengakui kebenaran kata-kata isterinya itu. Suasana sepi kembali. Dia menarik nafas berat. Terasa begitu jauh berbeza. Dia tercari-cari riuh suara anak-anak dan wajah isterinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laila…" Keluhnya Akhirnya dia terlena di sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya nak ke out station minggu depan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lama?" Soal Laila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dalam seminggu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cuti sekolah pun lama. Mama ikut boleh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Budak-budak? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ikut jugalah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dah! Takde! Takde! Susah nanti. Macam-macam diorang buat kat sana . Tengok masa kat Legacy dulu tu…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Masa tu Amirul kecik lagi." Balas Laila. Wajahnya sayu. Dia masih berusaha memujuk biarpun dia tahu suaminya tak mungkin berganjak dari keputusan yang dibuat. Tak mungkin peristiwa Amirul terpecahkan pinggan di hotel dulu berulang. Anak itu masih kecil benar sewaktu ia berlaku. Lagipun apa sangatlah harganya pinggan itu malahan pihak hotel pun tak minta ganti rugi. " Bolehlah Pa ! Lama sangat kita tak ke mana-mana." "Nak jalan sangat Sabtu ni saya hantar awak balik kampung," Muktamad! Demikianlah seperti kata-katanya. Anak-anak dan isterinya dihantar ke kampung. Laila tak merungut apa-apa meskipun dia tahu isterinya berkecil hati. Anak-anak terlompat riang sebaik kereta berhenti di pengkarangan rumah nenek mereka. Tak sampai setengah jam dia telah bergegas semula untuk pulang. Bapa mertuanya membekalkan sebuah kitab lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cuba-cubalah baca. Kitab tu pun abah ambil dari masjid. Dari mereka bakar abah ambik bagi kamu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Manalah saya ada masa.." "Takpe..pegang dulu. Kalau tak suka pulangkan balik!" Dia tersentak dari khayalannya. "Kalau tak suka pulangkan balik!" Kata-kata itu bergema di fikirannya. Dia rasa tersindir. Tahukah bapa mertuanya masalah yang melanda rumahtangganya itu? Bukan..bukan tak suka malah dia tetap sayang sekalipun Laila bukan pilihannya. Dunia akhirat Laila adalah isterinya. Cuma.. "Mizi, makan!" Panggil ibunya yang datang menemaninya sejak seminggu lalu. "Jangan ikutkan hati. Yang sudah tu sudahlah." "Papa! Makan!" Jerit Aiman ,anak keduanya sambil tersengih-sengih mendapatkan dirinya. "Tak boleh panggil papa elok-elok. Ingat papa ni pekak ke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman menggaru kepalanya yang tak gatal. Pelik! Kenapa papanya tiba-tiba saja marah. Dia berpatah semula ke dapur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awak masak apa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama masak sup tulang dengan sambal udang!" jawab Amirul memotong sebelum sempat mamanya membuka mulut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Takde benda lain ke awak boleh masak? Dah saya tak nak makan. Hilang selera!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa nak ke mana?" Soal isterinya perlahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keluar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama dah masak Pa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awak saja makan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Takpe Aiman boleh habiskan. Cepatlah ma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laila tahu Aiman hanya memujuk. Anak keduanya itu sudah pandai mengambil hatinya. Aimin tersandar di kerusi makan. Sekadar memerhati langkah papanya keluar dari ruang makan. "Kenapa sekarang ni papa selalu marah-marah ma?" Soal Aimin sambil menarik pinggannya yang telah berisi nasi. "Papa banyak kerja agaknya. Dah! Makan." "Abang tak suka tengok papa marah-marah. ." "Adik pun sama. Bila papa marah muka dia macam gorilla kan ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata-kata Aiman disambut tawa oleh abang-abangnya yang lain. Laila menjeling. Di hati kecilnya turut terguris Besar sangatkah dosanya hingga menjamah nasi pun tidak. Kalau ada pun salahnya, apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syamizi menjengah ke ruang dapur. Kosong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laila.." serunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sudahlah tu Mizi! Jangan diingat-ingat. Kerja Tuhan ni tak dapat kita tolak-tolak. Bawak-bawaklah beristighfar. Kalau terus macam ni sakit kau nanti." Kata ibunya yang muncul tiba-tiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sunyi pulak rumah ni mak,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lama-lama kau biasalah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airmatanya menitis laju. "Kalau tak suka pulangkan!" Dia rasa terhukum. Hampir segenap saat kata-kata itu bergema di sekitarnya. Dia rasa terluka. Kehilangan yang amat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa beli apa untuk Aiman?" Soal Aiman sebaik dia pulang dari outstationnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beli apa pulak? Barang permainan kan bersepah dalam bilik belakang tu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tak ada lah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ingat papa ni cop duit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman termanggu. Dia berlalu mencari mamanya di dapur.. Seketika kemudian rumah kembali riuh dengan telatah anak-anak lelakinya yang bertiga itu mengiringi mama mereka yang sedang menatang dulang berisi hidangan minum petang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wajah Laila direnungnya. Ada kelainan pada raut itu. Riaknya tenang tapi ada sesuatu yang sukar ditafsirkannya. "Awak tak sihat ke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laila tersenyum. Tangannya pantas menuang air ke cawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa, tak lama lagi abang dapat adik lagi." Aimin mencelah di antara perbualan kedua ibu bapanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamizi tersenyum. Jemari isterinya digenggam erat. Tiba-tiba cawan berisi kopi yang masih panas terjatuh dan pecah di lantai. Aiman tercegat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tengok! Ada saja yang kamu buat. Cuba duduk baik-baik. Kalau air tu tak tumpah tak sah!" Tempiknya membuatkan anak itu tertunduk ketakutan. Baju mamanya dipegang kejap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lengan Aiman dipegangnya kuat hingga anak kecil itu mula menangis. Pantas saja akhbar di tangannya hinggap ke kepala anaknya itu. Laila cuba menghalang tapi dia pantas dulu menolak isterinya ke tepi. Aiman di pukul lagi. Amirul menangis. Aimin mendapatkan mamanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perangai macam beruk! Tak pernah buat orang senang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laila bangun dari jatuhnya dan menarik lembut Aiman ke dalam pelukkannya. Airmata mereka bersatu. Pilu sungguh hatinya melihat kekasaran suaminya terhadap anak-anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cukuplah pa. Papa dah hukum pun dia tapi janganlah sebut yang bukan-bukan. " Ujar Laila perlahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Macamana awak didik budak-budak sampai macam ni teruk perangainya? Tengok anak orang lain ada macam ni? Anak kak Long tu tak pulak macam ni. Panjat sana , kecah barang. Gila apa?" Omelnya kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamizi meraut wajah. Bukan kepalang salahnya pada Aiman. Padanya anak itu tak pernah dapat memuaskan hatinya. Ada saja salah Aiman di matanya. Ada saja yang kurang di hatinya terhadap anak-anak dan isteri. Tak cukup dengan perbuatan malah dia begitu mudah melemparkan kata-kata yang bukan-bukan terhadap mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tak boleh ke kamu semua senyap? Dalam sehari ni boleh tak diam? Rimas betul duduk dalam rumah ni." Laila menyuruh anak-anaknya bermain di halaman belakang rumah. Memberi sedikit ruang buat suaminya menonton dengan tenang. Malangnya tak lama kemudian kedengaran bunyi tingkap kaca pecah. "Celaka betul!" Sumpahnya sambil menghempaskan akhbar ke meja. "Abang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baik awak tengok anak-anak awak tu sebelum saya hambat dengan rotan! Perangai satu-satu macam tak siuman!" Getusnya kasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya tingkap yang pecah kembali diganti. Cerita sumpah seranahnya petang itu hilang begitu saja. Laila berubah. Sikapnya yang pendiam menjadi semakin pendiam. Anak-anak juga sedikit menjauh. Tak ada lagi cerita Amirul di tadika. Tak ada lagi kisah Aimin yang cemerlang di dalam sukan sekolahnya. Aiman juga tak lagi mahu memanggilnya makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamizi terasa puas hati. Barangkali itu saja caranya untuk memberi sedikit pengajaran pada anak-anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pak Ngah, Eddie nak balik!" Shamizi terpana. Dia mengangguk. "Kak Long balik dulu Mizi. Sudahlah! Kamu muda lagi. Cari pengganti." Alang kah mudahnya. Kalaulah dia boleh bertemu lagi yang serupa seperti Laila. Laila tak ada yang kurang Cuma dia yang tak pernah puas hati. Laila tak pernah merungut. Laila tak pernah membantah. Sepanjang usia perkahwinan mereka Laila tak pernah meminta lebih dari apa yang dia beri. Laila cuma dapat gred B walaupun dia teramat layak untuk mendapat gred yang lebih baik dari A. "Laila…" "Papa nak ke mana hensem-hensem gini?" Dia tersenyum sambil menjeling ke cermin meninjau bayang isterinya yang kian sarat. "Wangi-wangi lagi. Dating ye?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya ada makan malam di rumah bos besar. Dia buat makan-makan untuk staff." Ujarnya masih leka membetulkan kolar kemeja batiknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ikut boleh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dia tak ajak family. Staff only!" Terangnya sedangkan difikirannya terfikir lain. Kali ni dia akan pergi ke jamuan tu dengan Helmi. Helmi akan turut menumpangkan Maria dan Harlina. Staff yang masih muda dan bujang. "Dalam setahun papa selalu ke jamuan office tapi tak pernah pun bawak kami."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leceh kalau ada budak-budak. Bukan tau duduk diam Lari sana sini, panjat itu ini. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa pesanlah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nantilah besar sikit." Dalihnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau tunggu besar takut takde peluang. Nanti diorang tu dah tak nak ikut pergi mana pun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lagi senang. Saya kalau lasak-lasak ni buat hati panas je,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laila terdiam. "Namanya budak-budak. Anak-anak papa tu lelaki."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya pergi kejap je. Lepas tu terus balik." "Mama tanya sikit boleh?" Dia mengangguk "Bos tak pelawa atau papa malu nak bawa mama dan anak-anak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka dia tinggalkan di rumah. Di jamuan tu ramai staff yang membawa keluarga mereka bersama. Pada Shamizi dia mahukan keselesaan sedangkan hakikatnya anak-anak staff yang lain lebih lasak dan nakal. Semeja hidangan untuk anak-anak staff berderai bila ada yang bermain tarik-tarik alas kainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind. Budak-budak memang macam tu. Kalau tak lasak tak cerdik," ujar Mr. Kwai, tuan rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamizi sedikit mengakui kebenaran kata-kata itu. Anak-anaknya pun nakal tapi amat membanggakan dalam pelajaran. Namun dia rasa serba tak kena bila bersama mereka. Bimbang ada yang menyata yang bukan-bukan tentang anak-anaknya yang lasak apatah lagi tentang isterinya Laila. Bimbang dimalukan dengan perangai anak-anaknya. Bimbang jika dikatakan Laila tidak sepadan dengan dirinya. Dia lulusan luar negara sedang Laila cuma perempuan kampung. Tak pandai bergaya seperti staff wanita yang lain.. Betullah jangkaan Laila, dia malu untuk memperkenalkan isteri dan anak-anaknya pada rakan-rakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau tak suka pulangkan!" Kata-kata itu semakin keras di fikirannya. Pagi itu anak-anak sekali lagi dimaki sebelum ke sekolah. Semata-mata bila Aimin dan Aiman bergelut berebutkan tempat duduk di meja makan menyebabkan air cuci tangan tumpah ke meja. Berangnya tiba-tiba menguasai diri. Kepala kedua-duanya di lagakan sedangkan perebutan itu tidak pula disusuli dengan perkelahian. "Kamu semua ni..kalau macam ni daripada ada elok tak ada. Menyusahkan! " Laila merenungnya dalam.. Matanya berkaca dan anak-anak ke sekolah tanpa menyalaminya seperti selalu. Laila juga tidak berkata apa-apa sebelum menghidupkan enjin untuk menghantar anak-anak ke sekolah. Shamizi dapat melihat Laila mengesat airmatanya. Dia terus menghadapi sarapannya. Sejenak dia terpandang hidangan untuk anak-anak yang tak bersentuh. Susu masih penuh di cawan. Roti telur yang menjadi kesukaan anak-anak juga tidak dijamah. Bekal di dalam bekas tidak diambil. Pelik! Selama ini Laila tak pernah lupa.. "Kalau tak suka pulangkan,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini dia benar-benar menangis. Laila dan anak-anak terus tak pulang selepas pagi itu. Hari-harinya tak lagi diganggu dengan gelagat anak-anak. Rumah terus sunyi dan sepi. Tetap dia tak dapat tidur dengan lena. Di halaman belakang hanya ada kenangan. Kelibat anak-anaknya bergumpal dan berlari mengejar bola tak lagi kelihatan. Riuh anak-anak bila mandi di bilik air juga tidak lagi kedengaran. Dia mula dihambat rindu. Hanya ada kesunyian di mana-mana. Hanya tinggal bola yang terselit di rumpun bunga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selaut rindu mula menghambat pantai hatinya. Laila…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benarlah, kita hanya tahu harganya bila kita kehilangannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laila terus tak pulang sekalipun dia berjanji untuk berubah.. Laila pergi membawa anak-anaknya pagi itu bila kereta mereka dirempuh sebuah kereta lain yang dipandu laju. Laila pergi tanpa meninggalkan satu pun untuknya. Laila pergi membawa Aimin, Aiman, Amirul dan zuriat yang bakal dilahirkan dua bulan lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia menangis semahu-mahunya bila menatap wajah lesi anak-anak dan isterinya. Dia meraung memeluk tubuh Laila yang berlumuran darah. Hakikatnya Laila adalah kitab lama itu, lapuk bagaimana pun dipandangan harganya tak terbanding, dan kerana keengganannya Laila dipulangkan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6497380043465433929?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6497380043465433929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/kisah-kehilangan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6497380043465433929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6497380043465433929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/kisah-kehilangan.html' title='Kisah Kehilangan'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-5527299941121938231</id><published>2008-12-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:44:21.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senaman Ringkas Kempiskan Perut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Bila timbang berat, naik 3 kg. Bila nak pakai baju kemeja yg lama(zaman stat keje dulu) bahagian perut dah tak muat. mak aih.. perut dah membuncit giler. pikir punyer pikir, nmpk gaya kene buat seswatu.. bende first yg terpikir, ada tak senaman perut kat youtube.. search guna keyword "senaman perut", hasil nyer video kat bawah nie.. kalau rase2 nak buat senaman perut, access blog sendiri jer.. pastu tiru la aper yg patut.. nmpk mcm senang, tp nak buat... Tuhan jer yg tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jUZ3l0RuZYo&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap2 leh buat senaman tiap2 hari.. azam baru? harap2 leh pakai balek baju 2 thn dulu.. Huhuhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-5527299941121938231?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/5527299941121938231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/senaman-ringkas-kempiskan-perut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5527299941121938231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/5527299941121938231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/senaman-ringkas-kempiskan-perut.html' title='Senaman Ringkas Kempiskan Perut'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6748407518116750417</id><published>2008-12-15T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:43:01.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan Bilang Tidak</title><content type='html'>Lagi satu lagu feveret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelakar giler rambut pompuan nie. seb baek la muka lawo. Kalau tak memang lagi huduh ya amat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YziSCp2_YTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YziSCp2_YTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6748407518116750417?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6748407518116750417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/jangan-bilang-tidak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6748407518116750417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6748407518116750417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/jangan-bilang-tidak.html' title='Jangan Bilang Tidak'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-2962876876739413100</id><published>2008-12-15T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:18:19.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matahari</title><content type='html'>Lagu yang best sangat nak dilayan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyanyian from Agnes Monica. Suara Agnes memang best giler. Video clip pun best. Suka sangat baju Agnes dalam VC matahari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLMGrux86L8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLMGrux86L8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lirik lagu Matahari.. karaoke sama-sama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tertutup sudah pintu,&lt;br /&gt;pintu hati ku,&lt;br /&gt;yang pernah dibuka waktu,&lt;br /&gt;hanya untuk mu.&lt;br /&gt;Kini kau pergi,&lt;br /&gt;dari hidup ku,&lt;br /&gt;ku harus relakan mu,&lt;br /&gt;walau aku tak mau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[#:]&lt;br /&gt;Berjuta warna pelangi,&lt;br /&gt;didalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;Sejenak luluh bergeming,&lt;br /&gt;menjauh pergi.&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada lagi,&lt;br /&gt;cahaya suci,&lt;br /&gt;semua nada beranjak,&lt;br /&gt;aku terdiam sepi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Reff:]&lt;br /&gt;Dengarlah matahari ku,&lt;br /&gt;suara tangisan ku,&lt;br /&gt;ku bersedih,&lt;br /&gt;karâ€™na panah cinta menusuk jantung ku.&lt;br /&gt;Ucapkan matahari ku,&lt;br /&gt;puisi tentang hidup ku,&lt;br /&gt;tentang ku,&lt;br /&gt;yang tak mampu,&lt;br /&gt;menaklukkan waktu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh [#]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengarlah matahari ku,&lt;br /&gt;suara tangisan ku,&lt;br /&gt;ku bersedih,&lt;br /&gt;karâ€™na panah cinta menusuk jantung ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Reff]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2962876876739413100?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2962876876739413100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/matahari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2962876876739413100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2962876876739413100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/matahari.html' title='Matahari'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-2501028612023426333</id><published>2008-12-14T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:13:22.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kain Batik Sarawak</title><content type='html'>Tetiba teringin nak pakai kain batik Sarawak. wo wo wo wait ok.. im not wearing it masa kat rumah ok, nak buat kain utk baju kurung. Beli online kat sini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://puakumbu-shop.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://puakumbu-shop.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kualiti tu tatau la nak cakap. sebab tak tgk sendiri kan. Tengok2 belek2 pon setakat gambar dalam blog jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beli 5 helai + pembayaran pos = RM80. Murah ke mahal eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2501028612023426333?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2501028612023426333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/kain-batik-sarawak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2501028612023426333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2501028612023426333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/kain-batik-sarawak.html' title='Kain Batik Sarawak'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-4925489799901752288</id><published>2008-12-09T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:52:55.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah si pembuat tempe</title><content type='html'>Macam best plak bacak kisah pembuat tempe nie.. Amek drpd friendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ada sebuah kampung di pedalaman Tanah Jawa. Di situ ada seorang perempuan tua yang sangat kuat beribadat. Pekerjaannya ialah membuat tempe dan menjualnya di pasar setiap hari. Ia merupakan satu-satunya sumber pendapatannya untuk menyara hidup. Tempe yang dijualnya merupakan tempe yang dibuatnya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu pagi, seperti biasa, ketika beliau sedang bersiap-siap untuk pergi menjual tempenya, tiba tiba dia tersedar yang tempenya yang diperbuat daripada kacang soya hari itu masih belum menjadi, separuh jadi. Kebiasaannya tempe beliau telah masak sebelum bertolak. Diperiksanya beberapa bungkusan yang lain. Ternyatalah memang kesemuanya belum masak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan tua itu berasa amat sedih sebab tempe yang masih belum menjadi pastinya tidak akan laku dan tiadalah rezekinya pada hari itu. Dalam suasana hatinya yang sedih, dia yang memang kuat beribadah teringat akan firman Tuhan yang menyatakan bahawa Tuhan dapat melakukan perkara-perkara ajaib, bahawa bagi Tuhan tiada yang mustahil. Lalu diapun mengangkat kedua tangannya sambil berdoa , "Tuhan , aku memohon kepadaMu agar kacang soya ini menjadi tempe. Amin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah doa ringkas yang dipanjatkan dengan sepenuh hatinya. Dia sangat yakin bahawa Tuhan pasti mengabulkan doanya. Dengan tenang perempuan tua itu menekan-nekan bungkusan bakal tempe dengan hujung jarinya dan dia pun membuka sikit bungkusan itu untuk menyaksikan keajaiban kacang soya itu menjadi tempe. Namun, dia termenung seketika sebab kacang tu masih tetap kacang soya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun dia tidak putus asa, sebaliknya berfikir mungkin doanya kurang jelas didengar oleh Tuhan. Maka dia pun mengangkat kedua tangannya semula dan berdoa lagi. "Tuhan, aku tahu bahawa tiada yang mustahil bagiMu. Bantulah aku supaya hari ini aku dapat menjual tempe kerana inilah mata pencarianku. Aku mohon agar jadikanlah kacang soyaku ini kepada tempe, Amin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan penuh harapan dan debaran dia pun sekali lagi membuka sedikit bungkusan tu. Apakah yang terjadi? Dia termangu dan hairan apabila tempenya masih tetap begitu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara itu hari pun semakin meninggi sudah tentu pasar sudah mula didatangi ramai orang. Dia tetap tidak kecewa atas doanya yang belum terkabul. Walaubagaimanapun kerana keyakinannya yg sangat tinggi dia bercadang untuk tetap pergi ke pasar membawa barang jualannya itu. Perempuan tua itu pun berserah pada Tuhan dan meneruskan pemergian ke pasar sambil berdoa dengan harapan apabila sampai di pasar kesemua tempenya akan masak. Dia berfikir mungkin keajaiban Tuhan akan terjadi semasa perjalanannya ke pasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum keluar dari rumah, dia sempat mengangkat kedua tangannya untuk berdoa. "Tuhan, aku percaya, Engkau akan mengabulkan doaku. Sementara aku berjalan menuju ke pasar, Engkau kurniakanlah keajaiban ini buatku, jadikanlah tempe ini. Amin". Lalu dia pun berangkat. Di sepanjang perjalanan dia tetap tidak lupa membaca doa di dalam hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampai sahaja di pasar, segera dia meletakkan barang-barangnya. Hatinya betul-betul yakin yang tempenya sekarang mesti sudah menjadi. Dengan hati yg berdebar-debar dia pun membuka bakulnya dan menekan-nekan dengan jarinya setiap bungkusan tempe yang ada.Perlahan-lahan dia membuka sedikit daun pembungkusnya dan melihat isinya. Apa yang terjadi? Tempenya masih belum menjadi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pun kaget seketika lalu menarik nafas dalam-dalam. Dalam hatinya sudah mula merasa sedikit kecewa dan putus asa kepada Tuhan kerana doanya tidak dikabulkan. Dia berasakan Tuhan tidak adil. Tuhan tidak kasihan padanya, inilah satu-satunya punca rezekinya, hasil jualan tempe. Dia akhirnya cuma duduk sahaja tanpa mempamerkan barang jualannya sebab dia berasakan bahawa tiada orang yang akan membeli tempe yang baru separuh menjadi. Sementara itu hari pun semakin petang dan pasar sudah mulai sepi, para pembeli sudah mula kurang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia meninjau-ninjau kawan-kawan sesama penjual tempe, tempe mereka sudah hampir habis. Dia tertunduk lesu seperti tidak sanggup menghadapi kenyataan bahawa hari ini tiada hasil jualan yang boleh dibawa pulang. Namun jauh di sudut hatinya masih menaruh harapan terakhir kepada Tuhan, pasti Tuhan akan menolongnya. Walaupun dia tahu bahawa pada hari itu dia tidak akan dapat pendapatan langsung, namun dia tetap berdoa buat kali terakhir, "Tuhan, berikanlah penyelesaian terbaik terhadap tempeku yang belum menjadi ini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba dia dikejutkan dengan teguran seorang wanita."Maaf ya, saya ingin bertanya, Makcik ada tak menjual tempe yang belum menjadi? Dari tadi saya sudah pusing keliling pasar ini untuk mencarinya tapi masih belum berjumpa lagi."Dia termenung dan terpinga-pinga seketika. Hatinya terkejut sebab sejak berpuluh tahun menjual tempe, tidak pernah seorang pun pelanggannya mencari tempe yang belum menjadi. Sebelum dia menjawab sapaan wanita di depannya itu, cepat-cepat dia berdoa di dalam hatinya "Tuhan, saat ini aku tidak mahu tempe ini menjadi lagi. Biarlah tempe ini seperti semula, Amin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum dia menjawab pertanyaan wanita itu, dia membuka sedikit daun penutup tempenya. Alangkah seronoknya dia, ternyata memang benar tempenya masih belum menjadi! Dia pun rasa gembira dalam hatinya dan bersyukur pada Tuhan.Wanita itu pun memborong habis kesemua tempenya yang belum menjadi itu. Sebelum wanita tu pergi, dia sempat bertanya wanita itu, "Mengapa hendak membeli tempe yang belum jadi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita itu menerangkan bahawa anaknya yang kini berada di England teringin makan tempe dari desa. Memandangkan tempe itu akan dikirimkan ke England, si ibu tadi kenalah membeli tempe yang belum jadi lagi supaya apabila sampai di England nanti akan menjadi tempe yang sempurna. Kalau dikirimkan tempe yang sudah menjadi, nanti di sana tempe itu sudah tidak elok lagi dan rasanya pun kurang sedap.Perempuan tua itu pun kehairanan dan berfikir rupa-rupanya doanya sudah pun dimakbulkan oleh Tuhan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: Pertama: Kita sering memaksakan kehendak kita kepada Tuhan sewaktu berdoa, padahal sebenarnya Tuhan lebih mengetahui apa yang kita perlukan dan apa yang terbaik untuk diri kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua:. Sentiasalah berdoa dalam menjalani kehidupan seharian kita sebagai hambaNya yang lemah. Jangan sekali-kali berputus asa terhadap apa yang dipinta. Percayalah bahawa Tuhan akan mengabulkan doa kita sesuai dengan rancanganNya yang mungkin di luar jangkaan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga : Tiada yang mustahil bagi Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-4925489799901752288?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/4925489799901752288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/kisah-si-pembuat-tempe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4925489799901752288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4925489799901752288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/kisah-si-pembuat-tempe.html' title='Kisah si pembuat tempe'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-1238240524056232848</id><published>2008-12-07T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:15:43.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malam Raya Aidil Adha</title><content type='html'>Pada malam Hari Raya Aidil Adha, aku masih di ofis.. 1 hour more to finish the shift.. im so sad since mak already cook rendang and ketupat segera and kuah kacang(my feveret yummiee yummmie..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok still kene kerja and lusa pon kene keje jugak.. Tatau la mcm mana nak keje dengan orang lain sebuk beristirehat kat rumah layan TV and mkn ketupat.. haiyah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, lepas nie tak byk masuk call yang susah2..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-1238240524056232848?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1238240524056232848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/malam-raya-aidil-adha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1238240524056232848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1238240524056232848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/malam-raya-aidil-adha.html' title='Malam Raya Aidil Adha'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-2581272678190783507</id><published>2008-12-06T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:52:13.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perut Buncit Berisiko Mati Awal?</title><content type='html'>Sekarang ni perut semakin membucit.. so tengah belek2 mcm mana nak kempiskan perut, tetiba terbaca artikel ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://ummusaif.com/2008/10/09/perut-buncit-berisiko-mati-awal/"&gt;http://ummusaif.com/2008/10/09/perut-buncit-berisiko-mati-awal/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEGEMUKAN merupakan antara masalah lazim yang dialami oleh ramai wanita di negara ini dan di seluruh dunia.Masalah tersebut bukan saja menggambarkan amalan pemakanan seseorang yang tidak betul, bahkan lebih buruk ia kerap diiringi dengan pelbagai penyakit termasuk jantung dan darah tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam pada itu, kajian terbaru mendapati bahawa wanita mempunyai ukur lilit pinggang yang besar mempunyai risiko meninggal dunia lebih awal berbanding dengan mereka yang mempunyai ukur lilit pinggang yang lebih kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kajian yang dibuat oleh Universiti Harvard dan Institut Kesihatan Kebangsaan (NIH) Amerika Syarikat, menunjukkan wanita yang berpinggang besar lebih cenderung untuk menghidap penyakit yang berkaitan jantung ataupun kanser, walaupun hakikatnya mereka mempunyai berat badan yang ideal dengan ketinggian mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terdapat kajian sebelum ini yang menunjukkan pengumpulan lemak di bahagian pinggang sebenarnya meningkatkan risiko penyakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menjalankan kajian ini, para penyelidik telah membuat analisis data daripada lebih 44,000 orang wanita diikuti dengan sejarah kesihatan lebih 1,000 jururawat berdaftar di 11 negeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Seperti apa yang dapat diperoleh daripada kajian NIH Obesity Research Task Force, kesan cabaran akibat obesiti, penemuan terbaru menunjukkan bahawa penyelidikan dapat memainkan peranan dalam pemahaman tentang risiko obesiti,” jelas Pengarah NIH, Elias A. Zerhouni.&lt;br /&gt;Kumpulan penyelidik yang menjalankan kajian tersebut diketuai oleh Cuilin Zhang dari NIH, Eunice Kennedy Shriver dari Institut Kesihatan Kebangsaan Kanak-kanak dan Pembangunan Manusia (NICHD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dana untuk menjalankan kajian ini pula diperoleh daripada NIH, Institut Kanser Kebangsaan dan Institut Diabetis, Pencernaan dan Buah Pinggang Kebangsaan. Kajian ini disokong oleh Institut Darah, Paru-paru dan Jantung Kebangsaan. Hasil kajian ini telah diterbitkan dalam Internet menerusi laman web Circulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semakin hari semakin banyak bukti yang mengaitkan lemak berlebihan di abdomen dengan risiko penyakit diabetes dan jantung. Bagaimanapun perkaitan antara obesiti di bahagian abdomen dengan risiko kematian masih belum dikaji secara meluas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kajian terkini menunjukkan bahawa kegemukan di abdomen ada kaitan dengan kematian awal.Para penyelidik yang menjalankan kajian terhadap 44,000 wanita telah mengikuti rekod sejarah kesihatan dan gaya hidup mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disebabkan majoriti daripada wanita yang mengambil bahagian dalam kajian itu ialah wanita kulit putih, para penyelidik tidak begitu pasti sama ada hasil kajian mereka boleh digunapakai untuk wanita mahupun lelaki daripada bangsa lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua wanita yang terlibat dalam kajian pula terdiri daripada jururawat berdaftar. Pada awal kajian dibuat, mereka diminta untuk mengukur ukur lilit pinggang dan paha mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Setiap dua tahun, kumpulan wanita ini diminta untuk mengisi borang kaji selidik tentang kesihatan mereka, memberikan maklumat tentang umur, tahap aktiviti luar, status merokok, diet, tekanan darah dan paras kolesterol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para penyelidik ini turut mengkaji punca kematian bagi wanita yang didapati meninggal dunia ketika tempoh kajian ini berlangsung iaitu sebanyak 3,507 kematian dan daripada jumlah itu 1,748 diakibatkan oleh kanser, manakala 751 kerana penyakit berkaitan jantung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para penyelidik turut mendapati bahawa wanita yang mempunyai lemak berlebihan di pinggang lebih berisiko untuk mati lebih awal kerana komplikasi jantung berbanding dengan mereka yang berpinggang kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai contoh, wanita yang bersaiz pinggang sama atau lebih daripada 35 inci dianggarkan untuk meninggal lebih dua kali lebih awal kerana penyakit jantung berbanding dengan wanita yang bersaiz pinggang 28 inci sahaja (mengenepikan indeks berat badan). Sama juga risiko bagi mereka ini untuk meninggal akibat kanser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada masa yang sama, wanita yang mengalami obesiti turut berisiko untuk berhadapan maut lebih awal daripada usia yang sepatutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut para penyelidik, obesiti ditentukan menerusi indeks berat badan (BMI) yang mengukur kesesuaian antara ketinggian seseorang dengan berat badan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMI antara 18.5 dikategorikan berat badan yang ideal dan sihat, manakala BMI 30 hingga 39.9 adalah obes.Saiz ukur lilit pinggang wanita yang lebar adalah tanda pengumpulan lemak berlebihan pada bahagian depan perut, istilah ini dipanggil abdominal obesity.&lt;br /&gt;Menurut kajian Panduan Klinikal Untuk Mengenalpasti, Memerhati dan Rawatan Berat Badan Berlebihan dan Obesiti di Kalangan Orang Dewasa, saiz had pinggang yang sihat ialah 35 inci bagi wanita dan lelaki 40 inci. Saiz ukur lilit pinggang ini boleh diukur keliling pinggang dari paras pusat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut Dr. Zhang, dalam tahun 2004 lebih daripada satu setengah orang dewasa Amerika mengalami abdominal obesity.&lt;br /&gt;Sumber: Utusan, 10 Jun 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang ramai boleh mengira indeks berat badan (BMI) mereka di &lt;a href="http://www.nutrition.moh.gov.my/nutrition/interaktif_bmi.html"&gt;http://www.nutrition.moh.gov.my/nutrition/interaktif_bmi.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BMI is 22.. Huhuhuhu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2581272678190783507?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2581272678190783507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/perut-buncit-berisiko-mati-awal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2581272678190783507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2581272678190783507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/12/perut-buncit-berisiko-mati-awal.html' title='Perut Buncit Berisiko Mati Awal?'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-1137815128641711756</id><published>2008-11-15T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:10:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister's Wedding @ Bukit Tui Muor..</title><content type='html'>The wedding was held on 2nd November at Bukit Tui and I was the 'pengepit' for my own sister since no one volunteer to be the 'pengepit' and the main reason is, i want to have alot of pictures taken with the bride.. and groom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR64e0sawCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzQI06XCoTY/s1600-h/kakti3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268851453750591522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR64e0sawCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzQI06XCoTY/s320/kakti3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mak andam was wearing the necklace to the bride while the little girl next to them non stop looking at the bride... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR6v5IlVzNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/W8lTY0Jk6Q8/s1600-h/kakti_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268842010161564882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR6v5IlVzNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/W8lTY0Jk6Q8/s320/kakti_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's make up was not so cantek. Her face was not so smooth.. Mak andam also not really good in wearing tudung.. Again i had to help the bride to wear tudung on her important day.. A few kids disturbed us preparing for the wedding. I felt like want to yell and scream asking them to back off..unfortunately.. they are the host daughters.. Huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR6vvs4tQ9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/GQGmaghDcWs/s1600-h/kakti_wedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268841848107779026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR6vvs4tQ9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/GQGmaghDcWs/s320/kakti_wedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally i have a few pictures with my own sister.. The bride had to take her own photo with me.. Aisehh.. Not so satisfied with my sister's make up but mak ngah loved it. "nampak kakti lebih berseri2".. well... different people have different opinions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR6viCZBX1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/JF4zjEe1kRA/s1600-h/uu_ayep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268841613362290514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR6viCZBX1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/JF4zjEe1kRA/s320/uu_ayep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the photographer hired by our family (actually we got a pro one).. He is so like me.. see the nose and the eyes.. and also giler glemer.. suka amek gambar sendiri.. luckily all the pictures taken were not so bad.. thanks for my intelligence camera making all the pictures are not shaded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268852819753470402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR65uVc4icI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QPFg2N6duoU/s320/P1010823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The pengapit-giler-glemer didnt want to miss any pictures taken by the hired photographer a.k.a ayep.. very giler glemer.. owh thanks to ayep since being so cooperative snaping my pictures.. Hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268854740575187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR67eJEd8KI/AAAAAAAAAH8/x8pSbmIWeog/s320/P1010836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5741989130667046084-1137815128641711756?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1137815128641711756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sisters-wedding-bukit-tui-muor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1137815128641711756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1137815128641711756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sisters-wedding-bukit-tui-muor.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Wedding @ Bukit Tui Muor..'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SR64e0sawCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzQI06XCoTY/s72-c/kakti3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-7325603775715069518</id><published>2008-10-04T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:39:20.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Membebel.. membebel..</title><content type='html'>1. I worked on the 3rd day of Syawal. Less of calls received from users. Still had no mood to work. However, i felt grateful since i managed to go back to hometown 4 days before hari raya and spent the first and the 2nd day of hari raya with family. how bout next year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I read CNN that Ballack heads sextet(including Jones and Friedrich) to Germany's squad for the world cup qualifiers. the team against Russia and Wales later this month. im going to support germany AGAIN for the world cup. hopefully the loew's team manages to join for the next world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany squad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goalkeepers: Robert Enke (Hannover), Rene Adler (Bayer Leverkusen), Tim Wiese (Werder Bremen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defenders: Clemens Fritz (Werder Bremen), Arne Friedrich (Hertha Berlin), Marcell Jansen (Hamburg), &lt;strong&gt;Philipp Lahm&lt;/strong&gt; (Bayern Munich), Per Mertesacker (Werder Bremen), Serdar Tasci (Stuttgart), Heiko Westermann (Schalke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midfielders: &lt;strong&gt;Michael Ballack&lt;/strong&gt; (Chelsea), Torsten Frings (Werder Bremen), Thomas Hitzlsperger (Stuttgart), Jermaine Jones (Schalke), Simon Rolfes (Bayer Leverkusen), Bastian Schweinsteiger (Bayern Munich), Piotr Trochowski (Hamburg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forwards: Mario Gomez (Stuttgart), Patrick Helmes (Bayer Leverkusen), &lt;strong&gt;Miroslav Klose&lt;/strong&gt; (Bayern Munich), Kevin Kuranyi (Schalke), &lt;strong&gt;Lukas Podolski&lt;/strong&gt; (Bayern Munich).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i glanced through the cari dot com forum when finally i found out on the khasiat of Guara cafe. i just drank the water. people said that the coffee can kempiskan the buncit tummy. well i have drunk for a week but the tummy still remain the same. hahaha.. please dunt say that i need to have a strict diet as i knew that i would never exercise it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-7325603775715069518?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/7325603775715069518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/10/membebel-membebel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7325603775715069518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/7325603775715069518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/10/membebel-membebel.html' title='Membebel.. membebel..'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-6522259238361688675</id><published>2008-10-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:17:27.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The second of Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>1. Today is the second day of Hari Raya but Im currently in KL. Tomorrow I'll be working. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. While the rest is still enjoying Hari Raya fever, Im preparing for working tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If luck is at my side, im going to buy a ticket to my hometown after working. Dunno how to spend the weekend in Key el. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-6522259238361688675?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/6522259238361688675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/10/second-of-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6522259238361688675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/6522259238361688675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/10/second-of-hari-raya.html' title='The second of Hari Raya'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-2796676808562812964</id><published>2008-09-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:17:43.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Persiapan Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>1. The first thing that we have to prepare is to ensure that we have already taken Baju Raya from tailor. My Baju Raya has already done and the total price including my mom cloth and my grandma is RM180.00. Im planning to buy another one tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kueh Raya still not enough. I bought 3 type of cookies from Rosegar and it is quite delicious. Need to prepare for Chips cookies and tart nenas. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Family members. My brother is working on the first of Hari Raya. We might not able to gather in the morning but we might have photography session by the evening. Im going back on the second of Hari Raya.  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2796676808562812964?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2796676808562812964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/persiapan-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2796676808562812964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2796676808562812964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/persiapan-hari-raya.html' title='Persiapan Hari Raya'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-8369342208502955440</id><published>2008-09-28T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:28:44.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Selamat menyambut hari lebaran yang mungkin akan jatuh pada 1 October, 2008 bersamaan 1 Syawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah, walaupon 7 hari tidak berpuasa, so far, puasa-puasa yang lain tu tidak lah terlalu mencabar utk dihabiskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syawal kali ni hanya disambut di Temerloh. Walaupon tak dapat pulang ke kampung, dapat berjumpa adik beradik semua pon lebih daripada cukup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest thing is, i have to work on the third day of Hari Raya while the rest is still enjoying Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8369342208502955440?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8369342208502955440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8369342208502955440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8369342208502955440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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-5741989130667046084.post-1268605780551417912</id><published>2008-09-21T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:02:57.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berbuka Puasa : Johnny's Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZFznaegkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NYMSsd_VF-4/s1600-h/P1000777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248459168802570818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZFznaegkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NYMSsd_VF-4/s320/P1000777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was part of the food that we've ordered..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZE92RVD7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cP_WmQkO29U/s1600-h/P1000785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248458245077798834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZE92RVD7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cP_WmQkO29U/s320/P1000785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arny and Ellia. Muka kekenyangan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZEZgw8ZDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XrMvrXfDX98/s1600-h/P1000780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248457620829529138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZEZgw8ZDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XrMvrXfDX98/s320/P1000780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Azren, Intan, Ellia, Arny and me, breaking fast together for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZDz_07XMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DDdPDaqISDk/s1600-h/P1000778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248456976332709058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZDz_07XMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DDdPDaqISDk/s320/P1000778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Food served @ Johnny's. For the first time i tasted Kerabu Mangga (right pix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a GREAT time and a GREAT news!! Arny is getting engaged !! :) &lt;/div&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/5741989130667046084-1268605780551417912?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/1268605780551417912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/berbuka-puasa-johnnys-restaurant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1268605780551417912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/1268605780551417912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/berbuka-puasa-johnnys-restaurant.html' title='Berbuka Puasa : Johnny&apos;s Restaurant'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SNZFznaegkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NYMSsd_VF-4/s72-c/P1000777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-2224758922040751399</id><published>2008-09-13T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:59:20.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berbuka Puasa : Crown Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMviIfkqlFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JuzfF7xT7Cg/s1600-h/DSCN2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245534826545189970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMviIfkqlFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JuzfF7xT7Cg/s320/DSCN2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, my sis and my cousin : spent time by snapping a few pictures before breaking fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvhkUuaQ0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7OWCv7Tg-gM/s1600-h/DSCN2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245534205157983042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvhkUuaQ0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7OWCv7Tg-gM/s320/DSCN2000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and kak maya - control ayu gitu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvhOC1O1uI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yOPiq0VDGQE/s1600-h/DSCN1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245533822397634274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvhOC1O1uI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yOPiq0VDGQE/s320/DSCN1995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and kak ati - owh please ... jgn buat muka bosan.. tau la penat puasa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvgxuLb8bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/D76unfLU-gg/s1600-h/P1000751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245533335817286066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvgxuLb8bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/D76unfLU-gg/s320/P1000751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;city square : have to go through here from ampang park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvgPwKQPQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iUNPk_e2Mxs/s1600-h/P1000773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245532752233643266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvgPwKQPQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iUNPk_e2Mxs/s320/P1000773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lost ? here's the map to Crown Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvf1EBMNQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lUXSS70UTPM/s1600-h/P1000775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245532293707871490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvf1EBMNQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lUXSS70UTPM/s320/P1000775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where's everyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvfZEdr5RI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yTs5LjOh9pI/s1600-h/P1000774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245531812791051538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvfZEdr5RI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yTs5LjOh9pI/s320/P1000774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crown princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvfBsxXlnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IJr5YLUW2tk/s1600-h/P1000762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245531411294164594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMvfBsxXlnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IJr5YLUW2tk/s320/P1000762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;food ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMveqATmSfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bHv2ZRl3KnA/s1600-h/P1000766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245531004221147634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMveqATmSfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bHv2ZRl3KnA/s320/P1000766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;jemput makan ... nyummiee2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-2224758922040751399?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/2224758922040751399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/berbuka-puasa-crown-princess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2224758922040751399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/2224758922040751399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/berbuka-puasa-crown-princess.html' title='Berbuka Puasa : Crown Princess'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMviIfkqlFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JuzfF7xT7Cg/s72-c/DSCN2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-3705994100449977442</id><published>2008-09-11T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:29:04.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berbuka Puasa : Hotel Singgahsana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMkLDKujDLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gBcrFDCtq1g/s1600-h/P1000676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244735390096755890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMkLDKujDLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gBcrFDCtq1g/s320/P1000676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Kurma ku yang tak tersentuh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hotel Singgahsana is very near to Taman Jaya LRT station. The hotel served Malay food. I paid RM50++ for the bufet and was entertained by Rabbani group (popular songs are Pergi tak kembali and Intifada). The sound system was too loud and the bad thing was, the table was very near to the speakers. It caused me headache. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not enjoying the food too much. May be too tired walking distance from LRT station and using the longest path to the hotel. My knees were shaking the whole night till i finished the Maghrib prayer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took Rabbani pictures and the interior design of the hall.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244738637199478578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMkOALIKjzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qdcZDUhVQPA/s320/P1000694.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(The stage where Rabbani performed the performance)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244739299347601186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMkOmt0lFyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ll2dkOAeWOQ/s320/P1000690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Lampu2 menghiasi hall)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-3705994100449977442?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/3705994100449977442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/berbuka-puasa-hotel-singgahsana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3705994100449977442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/3705994100449977442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/berbuka-puasa-hotel-singgahsana.html' title='Berbuka Puasa : Hotel Singgahsana'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SMkLDKujDLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gBcrFDCtq1g/s72-c/P1000676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-4610789282625700636</id><published>2008-09-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:50:10.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTP : Best frenz gathering....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_mwFoT1wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mN2PXaMHtcI/s1600-h/P1000499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242162205101905666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_mwFoT1wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mN2PXaMHtcI/s320/P1000499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ellia, pijah and arny.... mintak maap luper berkenalan dengan orang dok sebelah arny tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_mJkJYQeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1W_g4EAVwpQ/s1600-h/P1000508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242161543278772706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_mJkJYQeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1W_g4EAVwpQ/s320/P1000508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; suker sangat gambar niee... diorang nie yg comel atau camera girl yg bijak neh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_lunYen5I/AAAAAAAAADs/mBGzc0llwdI/s1600-h/P1000504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242161080290942866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_lunYen5I/AAAAAAAAADs/mBGzc0llwdI/s320/P1000504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;owh my god... the looks were so yummie beb......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_lEkjk-II/AAAAAAAAADk/wqrRua59llA/s1600-h/P1000505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242160357977684098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_lEkjk-II/AAAAAAAAADk/wqrRua59llA/s320/P1000505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was my plate.. sumer habis yang tinggal sayur kat tengah2 tu jer...&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/5741989130667046084-4610789282625700636?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/4610789282625700636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/utp-best-frenz-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4610789282625700636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/4610789282625700636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/utp-best-frenz-gathering.html' title='UTP : Best frenz gathering....'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_mwFoT1wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mN2PXaMHtcI/s72-c/P1000499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-8779961881736363644</id><published>2008-09-04T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:31:29.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was cool... but ExxonMobil office in Level 10 is cooler..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;cameron highland... 2nd trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242152834689916754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_eOqH_31I/AAAAAAAAACs/8SrDh4yXqWk/s320/P1000418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_iNgfBhfI/AAAAAAAAADc/_ro2598HsAE/s1600-h/P1000435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242157212968781298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_iNgfBhfI/AAAAAAAAADc/_ro2598HsAE/s320/P1000435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; air teh.... slurp......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_hrtIczVI/AAAAAAAAADU/xat712Iafqs/s1600-h/P1000411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242156632248208722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_hrtIczVI/AAAAAAAAADU/xat712Iafqs/s320/P1000411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_hDOtAiMI/AAAAAAAAADM/AnnjVSlQu3I/s1600-h/P1000413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242155936885278914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_hDOtAiMI/AAAAAAAAADM/AnnjVSlQu3I/s320/P1000413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_gUc9_xbI/AAAAAAAAADE/KjxTquwJC8o/s1600-h/P1000403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242155133260776882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_gUc9_xbI/AAAAAAAAADE/KjxTquwJC8o/s320/P1000403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cactus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_feKH7VJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OPMuqWEOZzM/s1600-h/P1000404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242154200489219218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_feKH7VJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OPMuqWEOZzM/s320/P1000404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; enjoy the food... nyumie....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_e1Mo3PiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0NxTTipiGaQ/s1600-h/P1000355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242153496789597730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_e1Mo3PiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0NxTTipiGaQ/s320/P1000355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8779961881736363644?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8779961881736363644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-cool-but-exxonmobil-office-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8779961881736363644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8779961881736363644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-cool-but-exxonmobil-office-in.html' title='It was cool... but ExxonMobil office in Level 10 is cooler..'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_eOqH_31I/AAAAAAAAACs/8SrDh4yXqWk/s72-c/P1000418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5741989130667046084.post-8991273972624106845</id><published>2008-09-04T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:13:29.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tirai Besi</title><content type='html'>Hi. Finally I have my own blog. May be it is not as interesting as others since I am telling my own stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing that I would love to tell is about a cat that me and my brother love to snap its pictures. The cat just lives at the next door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, dari jauh nampak kucing ni cool giler. It reminds me about 'Garfield the movie'. Garfield tak suka keluar rumah sebab Garfield seekor kucing yang pemalas. Nama kucing ni adalah BUJAL. Diulang.. Nama kucing ini adalah BUJAL. BUJAL pon macam Garfield. BUJAL pemalas dan tak pernah keluar rumah. Tengoklah, duduk termenung jer keje nyer. Tapikan, BUJAL nie comel sangat dan suker kalau orang snap gambar nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242145766252075506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_XzOJF2fI/AAAAAAAAACE/iDntXiD8pl8/s320/P1000653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... erk... isssskk.... erghhhh....... ah.. ah.. ah... Usaha BUJAL yang konon-konon nya nak keluar dari rumah. Eksyen jer lebih tu. Tengok tu, walaupon tengah susah payah nak keluarkan badan daripada kurungan tapi sempat jugak berposing. Macam tau2 orang nak amik gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242146485329477954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_YdE6gQUI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZuMVrmKvmeE/s320/P1000619.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agak2 nyer kalau buat sit up 50x mlm tadi mesti mampu mengempeskan tummy BUJAL nie..... BUJAL nampak keletihan. Me and my brother (Ariff) memang tidak melepaskan peluang utk ambil setiap aksi menarik yang dipertontonkan utk kami daripada BUJAL. Comel kan BUJAL terlentang macam tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242147104497055858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_ZBHfjuHI/AAAAAAAAACU/dwgFj4_ryWM/s320/P1000620.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"owh please... get me out from here... uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........." itukah kata kata yang mungkin ingin dilontarkan oleh BUJAL? Hehehe.. Banyak lagi aksi2 comel. BUJAL nie memang photogenic. Eeee geram nak pegang BUJAL tapi BUJAL tak pernah keluar rumah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251070606357790898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SN-M5SZzgLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RM5IgZ-Rr1U/s320/P1000843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Susah susah nak keluar. Duduk2 jela kat rumah. Lagi selesa. Actually, my neighbour did have a cat named "Comel" but the cat lost in action. Maybe it has already died hit by car. So, to ensure that "Pisang tidak berbuah dua kali", so my neighbour decide not to allow BUJAL to play outside. Furthermore, my neighbor also need to discourage "anak luar nikah" yang bakal dilahirkan oleh kucing2 betina yang gatal yang akhirnya akan memudaratkan kami sekeluarga di mana kami terpaksa membuang anak2 kucing itu jauh dari rumah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pesanan untuk anak2 kucing yang pernah di buang : Tolong maafkan kami sekeluarga. Kehadiran anda merunsingkan kami kerana kami tidak sanggup melihat anda tidak dibela dengan baik. Selain itu, kami juga ingin mengelakkan lebih byk pokok2 peliharaan kami mati disebabkan oleh baja-baja yang tidak sihat yang dihasilkan oleh anda semua.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pesanan utk animal lovers : We do appreciate if you could take good care of the abandoned kitten around you. We throw it away from us, it does not mean we do not love them or hate them. We knew that the kittens would have a better life if they are not around us. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5741989130667046084-8991273972624106845?l=dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/8991273972624106845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/tirai-besi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8991273972624106845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5741989130667046084/posts/default/8991273972624106845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcineaterritory.blogspot.com/2008/09/tirai-besi.html' title='Tirai Besi'/><author><name>Dulcinea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01915774520981938539</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/_yDZ1JzRQc4s/SL_XzOJF2fI/AAAAAAAAACE/iDntXiD8pl8/s72-c/P1000653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
