<?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-8850884</id><updated>2011-11-09T09:03:57.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeously Imperfect</title><subtitle type='html'>Jas a law student who juz cant wait to go out and work. she is obsessed about her darling din. formerly from assunta primary and the happening sri aman.can be very bitchy but very choosy on her victims.Special Warning:Her writings might cause high blood pressure to some people</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850884.post-113947084624749084</id><published>2006-02-09T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:40:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caricature of Prophet Muhammad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;            Prophet Muhammad is very special among the Muslim people. He is so special that the caricature of him had caused outrage from the Muslim world. I went through several articles over this issue and find that most people think that the Muslims are being too sensitive over this issue. I guess not many people know the rational behind the prohibition of portraying any form of the Prophet image.&lt;br /&gt;             Just like Jesus among the Christians, Moses among the Jews and Buddha among the Buddhist, Prophet Muhammad is very important and special to the Muslims since He was the one who introduce the religion of Islam. He was so special that the Muslims at that time wanted to build his statue and as well as to draw  portrait of Him but He refused. Prophet Muhammad knew that if there were to be any form of His image, the people in the future may begin to worship his image and this would equate Him to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;           Truthfully the Muslims are mainly angry of how the images of Prophet Muhammad were being potrayed, a.k.a. as a terrorist and this is not true. The Muslims do respect Moses and Jesus as they are among our Prophets. Despite all this, after the worldwide outrage there are a group of people who are curious about Prophet Muhammad and wanting to learn about Him. At least they would know the right approach used by Prophet Muhammad in spreading the teaching of Islam i.e. not through violence but peace. And this may, in return would at least change the current picture of Islam.&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/8850884-113947084624749084?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113947084624749084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=113947084624749084' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113947084624749084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113947084624749084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/caricature-of-prophet-muhammad.html' title='Caricature of Prophet Muhammad'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850884.post-113939284353006245</id><published>2006-02-08T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:38:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply To Am</title><content type='html'>The rules are as follow :&lt;br /&gt;-1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;2. Need to mention the sex of the target.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 8 victims to join this game n leave a comment on their comments saying they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;4. If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'perfect lover' target: Male species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My perfect lover accepts my past, present &amp; future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My perfect lover is someone that respect his parents as well as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My perfect lover is someone that able to communicate his mind towards me eventhough it may resulted to an argument a.k.a intelectual stimulation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My perfect lover is someone that is so funny and able to make the whole crowd laugh a.k.a clown among the family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My perfect lover must be someone who is able to share my interest-travelling, movies, reality tv, food &amp; gym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My perfect lover must be able to protect me physically. (can belasah people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My perfect lover treats me like I'm a little princess and able to response to my weird voices which most people think its annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My perfect lover must love cats and treat them like my little sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People you've been tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zety&lt;br /&gt;2. Hanisah&lt;br /&gt;3.Nana Daud&lt;br /&gt;4. Naim&lt;br /&gt;5. Maziah&lt;br /&gt;6. Diana&lt;br /&gt;7. Dod&lt;br /&gt;8. Dayah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-113939284353006245?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113939284353006245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=113939284353006245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113939284353006245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113939284353006245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/reply-to-am.html' title='Reply To Am'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-113881090073022804</id><published>2006-02-01T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:25:11.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warming up .....</title><content type='html'>I am in great pain for 2 days now . Yes, the "body attack" class did attack my body. One thing for sure, I finally use some of my body muscle which I thought didn't exist. There are so many things that I want to write since I didnt write for almost half a year (AM: finally.......). Take this as a warm up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Movies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Baik Punya Cilok&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Good attempt but thought Buli was better. Whatever it is I support Afdlin work since he did bring changes to Malay movies (no more cinta karat). The fact that he used most of the cast from Buli..you tend to compare both character. I love AC and Hans in Buli but Patrick Teoh was equally good in both movie. But the funniest character in this movie was the hip hop samseng who spoke English in a Kelantanese accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Lam Khong&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A must see movie. The twist is really good but people make sure you don't eat anything before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Memoirs of Geishas&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Slow, dragging &amp;amp; you really have to really listen when Zang Ziyi speaks. If one wants to know what a Geisha is then watch it but if you already know anout it from documentaries then, don't bother. All I can say I can't feel Ziyi character but whatever it is I love Gong Li in that movie . I thought she was the real star in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Can't wait for Da Vincci Code this March! Fell in love with the book...can't wait for the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-113881090073022804?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113881090073022804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=113881090073022804' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113881090073022804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113881090073022804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/warming-up.html' title='Warming up .....'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-113872673614211815</id><published>2006-02-01T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T00:58:56.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amendment of the Family Law…..another injustice about to be done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The recent amendment of the Family Law permits the husband to acquire half of the property owned by the wife. The moment I read the proposed Bill that was about to pass through the Parliament, the only feeling that came into my mind was to knock the head of the person(s) who came out with the Bill. What were they thinking about? The current law could not even give protection to Muslim women in divorce cases and now they want to reduce the incomplete protection available to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some “dayus” men out there may think it is a form of equality. The word equality does not exist at all since the basis of the current Syariah System is apparently bias towards men. Women are not allowed to be judges, house wives may not get half of the property acquired during marriage since they do not contribute the financial part of the family. (so what is the position of the housewife then…a slave?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some ladies that are facing with divorce. The problem would arise when the husband would transfer their money to another persons account. (In law we may apply for an injunction to restrain the husband from doing so…but the risk of the injunction being removed may cause the wife to pay a huge amount of money…a housewife especially would not be able to take such risk). The first victim (as reported in the media) is the wife of one Dato (check last month newspaper), she’s a housewife formerly working but resign due to her husband’s request. Due to, how should I refer it..the “stupid” law all of her account was frozen by the husband and now she can’t even pay for her legal fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the amendment was put on hold for a while…trust me ladies I don’t see any lights coming out of the Syariah Court  System. A husband should be the main provider of the family. The statement is fair enough since women even if they are working, they are still labeled to be the one responsible of the housework and the children.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies out there, try to be independent as possible…find ways to make money since if your husband decides to divorce you, you could just walk out without expecting a single cent. I know its not fair since the chances for ladies to remarry is very slim, but this is the best option that we have. Looking at the selfish people drafting the Family Law…we can’t depend to our men. They can’t protect us, so we just have to learn to protect ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, men out there if you think the proposed law is fair…find a surgeon coz you need to undergo a sex change operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-113872673614211815?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113872673614211815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=113872673614211815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113872673614211815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113872673614211815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/amendment-of-family-lawanother.html' title='Amendment of the Family Law…..another injustice about to be done'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-113872646334172001</id><published>2006-01-31T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:55:43.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hei people I know I've not been writing for so long. I guess after a year of tiring hons. programme, I don't even feel like writing...even writing rubbish. There were few attempts but I just can't do it...the memory of typing assignments (especially opinion writing..which you can't copy others)..gosh. I was at one time officially a phobia on typing anything (yes..even the friendster bulettin board..ya know the survey thing..I can't do that either) but finally I have the courage to so. During the silent moments, I was actually busy, not with work but leisure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LLB (Hons) 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was one of the best memory that I had during my UiTM days. During degree, nothing much to say coz is all lecture then I'll off out of the campus (spending time with Din, most of the time). One whole year of hons really changed my perception about UiTM and the whole batch. Most people know I'm kinda outspoken and it did cause certain discomfort among my batch during degree. Hons. had thought me to be more diplomatic, don't get into something which is unnecessary though you don't agree with it, not to be calculative financially and work wise and of course to really appreciate the people around you. I am so lucky to have a firm that is so fun and hardworking. Daud &amp; Co. it was a pleasure working with all of you. My personal gratitude to Daud for being a good leader and Bon for being the strength to all of us. As well as to Zairi, Ana &amp;amp; Morza. I'm gonna miss all of you. And I'm glad that the whole batch went for the PD trip, and how can I forget how crazy ira, dayah, ated, aniz, shaq, sha &amp; liza over the UNO game. And how I got the bruises after our soccer in the pool game. One thing I realised about UiTM law school. We are like a family. That explains why our seniors are still close with each other even after they left school for 10 years and some of them decided to come back (En. Shukree, Pn. Fariza, Dr. Muz, the legendary En. Helmi, Dr. Rahamt...well let say 70% of the lecturers were former UiTM LLB Hons students (or known as A.D.I.L). Heard that UiTM is building a gallery dedicated to our programme, oh...so sweet! And I hope in the future we will be seeing each other during the Annual Law Dining like most of our seniors...the tradition need to continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At last I get to spend time with my gals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first thing that I did after the final exam was to call up the girls. Finally I could meet all of them, almost 10 years we've been friends and things haven't change. Hani &amp;amp; I will talk about exercise...the cheerful Hanisah...the "hei I may look snobbish but I'm actually funny"..you Ili, and Nana &amp; Rose bout organizing gatherings and the proper yati. Anyway all of us went to narina's wed as one rombongan (he..he..) and glad that I saw most of my 5 Science A classmates were there. And we were talking about getting married (god...we had reach that stage..playing rollerblades &amp;amp; dating at intencity OU was like yesterday)...and Na-na told us that she's getting married!!I am so excited bout it. Had an awesome birthday party. Earlier we had a celebration for all the january babies (myself, na-na, ili &amp; emy) and my personal one arranged by my darling din at HRC. Thank you baby!!! that was the best birthday gift ever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fitness First..You are my new bestfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My first month of holiday was all about waking up after 9 a.m (I'm a morning person, so 9 a.m. is considered late) watch tv..from ANTM, OC, Rome oh yes bold &amp;amp; beautiful (I thought I was the only one watching that show..juz discovered that Dayah is a fan as well). I would only move from the sofa during lunch &amp; dinner and my day infront of the tv would end usually around 3 a.m. Then I realise that I can't continue my life like this, so I sign up for Fitness First...hoorayy!! and of course my laling din wants to tag along. well both of us are going through a healthy lifestyle I must say. During week days, we'll meet up at the gym after his working hours. Our weekends would be working out in the gym, hit for the sauna and the shower, then jalan2 for the rest of the day. I'm kinda like it. I must say, my stamina is getting better...I can do 1 1/2 hour of cardio...By the way I've joined the RPM class, tiring but could handle it. But Din didnt want to continue the class. I can't cycle without him beside me..coz I need to laugh at someone. So I joined Body Attack class (most people warn me about the class) ...well it does literally attack your body the next day but definitely I'm going again. It was extremely tiring but it gave me satisfaction. (p/s: Din didn't want to join the class coz he's to shy to shake like Ricky Martin).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jobless but unavailable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well had an interview with BNM legal department. I was quite nervous since there were 5 panels from different division. It was ok..though I thought I was too laid back. Oh well, I need to work with them for another 8 years....can't say much at this point. Most probably I'll be joining the Central Bank next week. Kinda nervous but thank god Hazri &amp;amp; Seman will be there. Not to forget my Din is working next door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: if you notice that I've deleted some of the post about AF coz there are ppl who think that this blog is mainly bout AF. Well I don't blame them. I just can't handle ppl wanting to discuss bout it still..esp. bout mawi..well thats all though it is not important to mention it at the 1st place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-113872646334172001?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113872646334172001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=113872646334172001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113872646334172001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/113872646334172001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!!!'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-112013146271700975</id><published>2005-06-30T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T19:37:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Be A Health Freak!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food &amp; Exercise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some people may think I'm crazy or something after reading this post. Started off like this, three days back I was watching Oprah about this health bla..bla...ok I may not be overweight but I've just realized that I should not take advantage of my condition today. The last time I 've remembered exercising regularly was like six years ago. Until I joined UiTM...I can't remember the time where I actually exercise. Makan banyak lagi adalah. Oklah...there was one time when Dod, Elin &amp; I had this swimming session together. Anyway back to my point about being a health freak My dad just gave me this diary .....so I didnt know what to do with it until three days ago I've decided to make it as my health diary. So don't freak out especially Ana &amp;amp; Elin if you guys see me everyday swim/jog (join I lagi best though I doubt Ana would do it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Congrats to juniors yang dapat hons. especially to my best pal/housemate Ayu. Milia called me yesterday and asked me to brief about the whole scenario with hons. as she heard alot of scarry stories. First of all it is not mentally tiring but more of physically tiring. kalau masa degree you have 6-9 subjects and all of it has final papers but for hons. you would have about 4 final papers. It is physically tiring maybe because you'll have classes everyday from 8.30 till 6.30. I was also asked about staying back sampai pukul berapa. Dont know about other firms but my firm average I think 10 pm tu pun tak selalu..basically there must be division of work. Some people think it is not good coz you won't get to learnt everything. Our system pulak you do the job first  but masa viva or exam you'll teach others. So all of us ada time to ourselves. Like Bon &amp; Daud they love to do their work kat class and they'll start working at 1pm..before that main futsallah, mamak, dating, main game. As for me, kalau masa lunch boleh buat, I'll do it then continue till 10 (usually occurs masa nak complete file) then I'll go home. Tak pun, bring back those work masa weekend &amp;amp; complete it while watching tv. But to me one of the reason our firm is abit laid back mainly because we have a nice, spoting, pressure free bos Daud, fun &amp; caring firm mates and we work as a class. Kirenye kerjasama with all the firms. Try to reduce the stress in any way you can &amp;amp; enjoy the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Family Member&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My sis in law just gave birth to a baby girl two days back. Congratulation Radziah &amp; Zafar. Her name is Sarah Ilyana but can see manja sangat. Baru 2 days dah tak nak tidur kat dalam her katil but wanna sleep beside her mum. That day I wanted to give away my skirts &amp;amp; dresses but then thinking about Insyira &amp;amp; Sarah...I'll better save those things for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-112013146271700975?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112013146271700975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=112013146271700975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/112013146271700975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/112013146271700975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-want-to-be-health-freak.html' title='I Want To Be A Health Freak!!!'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111963011535100296</id><published>2005-06-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T00:21:55.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Serious Of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Hand Gestures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was telling Din about my cousin's funny experience with beca. Baru nak start cerita he told me to stop and said that whenever I tell him a story it would be full of expression especially my hand gestures (ok I have to admit sometimes over jugak coz there was this time I was telling din about this animal and all the sudden I tertepis gelas kat meja...and everyone at Hartamas Square were staring at my direction). So Din asked me to tell the story just by using the hand gestures so that he could guess the things that I'm trying to say.  So I jadi mcm org bisu...and he was 95% correct in guessing the storyline. Betullah I rasa my hand gestures over because everytime habis mock trial my some of my classmates would immitate my hand gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Darling EK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it may not be a beemer or merc but I really love the car. It is the 1st edition of  3door Honda EK. First because I chose it. I was 14 years old, my dad brought my mum to the PJ Honda Showroom..mum wanted the four door but I told her to get the 2 door..."nampak mudalah mak"...of course my mum wanted the four door but I keep on telling my dad to get the two door. So I won. So finally I got my driving licence and asked my dad for a kancil but my dad was quite sceptical about her daughter driving a small car..takut kene tiup anginlah so he wanted to get me a satria.then my mum heard the news and told my dad to give the EK (she doesnt like the car..according to her susah for her friends nak tumpang)...so she got a brand new car and finally her wish was granted  a four door and she happily passed the EK car key to me (see I was able to predict the future since I was 14 years old...he..he...). My EK is gonna be 10 years old in 2006 and look at her...still loyal and never gave me any problems (except when some people who cant think of anything else to do..pegi calar my car..may Allah bless that person). Everyone especially guys asked me to modified the car...but I love the car as it is..if modified it will look too ganaz .To me the original EK suites me...sporty but there is bit of ladylike element there. People told me this is the best time to sell the car..but it is too sentimental...I felt so connected to the car. There are new cars in the market....swift, nissan cute, smart forfour but some how non of them could attract my heart. (except for nissan fairlady &amp; beemer 5 series..tu nak kena penampar ngan my whole familylah). I love you EK darling for almost 10 years you never caused trouble to me and I hope you'll stay loyal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: ok I know some of you might think I'm crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111963011535100296?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111963011535100296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111963011535100296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111963011535100296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111963011535100296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/less-serious-of-me.html' title='Less Serious Of Me'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111962406539996472</id><published>2005-06-24T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T11:12:03.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enforcement of Religion....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two days back I read an article in the newspaper on Pahang State Government enforcing a punishment on muslims who consume alchohol (sebatan) and today a guy was caught and punished for not attending Friday Prayers by JAIS. I wish I have the article written by an Islamic Scholar about when do we actually enforce morality so that I can provide the quranic verses which was cited in the article. I'll try to get it once school reopens but in case any of you who took Juris with Che Meriam and has the article , can you email it to me.Basically the article goes like this...if you commit an immoral conduct which affect others than it should be enforce but if you commit an immoral conduct but it doesnt affect others, human shall not enforce it because it is between you and God. The incident took place during Khalifah Umar's time when a man was caught fooling around with two girls (non-muhrim) while taking alchohol....so when the enforcement body wanted to arrest him...he cited few verses from the Quran (I wish I have the article so that I can provide the proper translation).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To obey manmade law is one thing but for man to enforce god's law is another. I know consuming alchohol is a sin...why because it is "memudaratkan" and it makes human act irrationally. Now if a guy consumes alchohol at a pub and took a taxi back home...should we human punish him..yes it is sinful but do we have the rite to punish him when he doesnt affect anyone around him unless he consume it and later drove back..or kill someone ..that's why we have a law to punish ppl who drinks and drive....murder etc. To punish a guy for not going for Friday prayers...to me it is between him and God. Did it affect anyone. By doing this people out there may think that the law of Islam is vengeful. When all of us know that the teaching of Islam is about accepting things with an open heart, doing things voluntarily, no form of force, forgiveness by God, love but sadly the current approach is to punish people who are not being muslim enough. If you read the newspaper today, the Sultan of Pahang was so "murka" when he found out that the ustazah from an Agama School lied to him about the bullying incident that happens in that school in order to preserve the school name . In the same state...2 muslims were punished because they consume alchohol but few months ago a religious school was involve in a serious bully case which caused serious injury on a boy but the school authority was trying to cover these things even when Sultan Pahang visited the school. A day after the visit which was yesterday another bully case which caused injury was reported and several other reports came along. Sultan Pahang was very angry by the fact that this things happen in a religious school and more over he was being deceived by the teachers in the school. Now why didn't the state enforce a law against these people when these people refuse to cooperate on the first incident. Their action of hiding information had caused students in that school being exposed to danger. Maybe because they carry the religious title with them therefore they should not be punish because they are muslim enough. (but I'm sure the teachers will be transfered after this , Sultan Pahang was so "murka") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you wanna punish muslim who drink or failure to attend friday prayers...then punish people who smokes, logically speaking it is memudaratkan and it is so obvious that it affect other people around them especially for non-smokers. Why can't we see that Islam is all about moderation, why can't we accept that humans are not perfect. Islam is not about punishment...why can't we learnt from Prophet Mohammed way of life and the way he thought Islam to human being at that time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111962406539996472?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111962406539996472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111962406539996472' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111962406539996472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111962406539996472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/enforcement-of-religion.html' title='Enforcement of Religion....'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111961243609138544</id><published>2005-06-24T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T19:27:16.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The next proton new model replacing satria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00459.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00459.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111961243609138544?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111961243609138544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111961243609138544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111961243609138544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111961243609138544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/next-proton-new-model-replacing-satria.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111961238466693573</id><published>2005-06-24T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T19:26:24.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My darling EK&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00457.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00457.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111961238466693573?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111961238466693573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111961238466693573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111961238466693573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111961238466693573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-darling-ek.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111961120610980365</id><published>2005-06-24T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T19:07:24.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First of all I would like to say sorry to those who think I was being too much when I said mawi looks like a matrempit/drugaddict but I would like to clear things up...I didnt say he is a bad person or judge him...I just said that he looks like that... you know...kurus, mata merah, kepala botak (anyway it is juz an opinion..in fact I think Duta Sheila on 7 looks the same but I'm a huge fan of Duta)....please read the article back, in fact I did say that I think he is a good boy... the whole purpose of the article is how Malay people in general are so easily influnce with people who potrayed the image of Islam from the outside. I did not judge him at all...I was talking about the mindset of the malays not about him or his attitude or the possibility of him being a drugaddict.matrempit. By the way, I dont mind having such comments..because not everyone are like me...couldnt care less about what people think of me. When I was in form 1 people think I was not a virgin because of the way I walk..I dont care because I know it was because of my big ass and my legs had to stabilize it by having that weird kind of walk. My mum thinks I'm a heavy smoker because of my dark coloured lips padahal I tak smoke lansung..but could care less pun. So sorry to those yang marah but please read the article again and you should know the whole purpose of the post. I dont hate mawi infact the only candidate which I hate is Reza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I talk about the mindset of the Malays..most of us think that if a person who looks soleh and preach religion openly we felt that he has the mandate to lead people. For instance...Anwar Ibrahim, why did Malays were so obsessed about him and was willing to turn their back on Mahathir during the 1998 scandal. The difference between them is that Anwar in his speech would always include quranic verses but Mahathir being a realist just go straight to the point. So the malays were mesmerized by Anwar by the fact that he knows the Quran. ( not many people know that Mahathir had help many poor muslim nation/region like Bosnia, southern Philipines&amp; cambodia through infrustructure...building schools, mosque, installing electricity and water). This is what I'm trying to say how some of us can be easily influnce through the thing that we look &amp;amp; hear instantly.The same strategy was used by Saddam...he drinks and he kill his people but he wanted support so he had televisyen in Iraq broadcast him praying in the mosque but when the american caught him in the hole he called the man who gave the information about his hiding as Judas... is Saddam trying to say that he is Christ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111961120610980365?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111961120610980365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111961120610980365' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111961120610980365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111961120610980365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/correction.html' title='Correction..'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111954747013246188</id><published>2005-06-24T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:24:30.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the so called "tsumawi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Before I begin, I have no intention to kutuk mawi...I have nothing against him. In fact I think he is a good person (not like that "reza" I need some PR lessons). Basically I wanna talk about the mindset of the malays, in general. I watch the prelude concert and the girls were superb. As for the guys (compared to the girls) well nothing to shout about. So 12 people were selected but the next day there was this big hoohaa about mawi not being selected and there was this speculation that the reason why he was not selected due to the "intifada" song. To me it has nothing to do with the song..previous AF there were some islamic related songs being perform. I was watching the first concert with din and when they announced that there is a surprise...I told din they gonna add students..and in fact we've predicted that Mawi will be admitted. Mawi sang badly &amp; Marsha was holding the lyrics and her voice was shacky and yet they were selected. Why? Marsha...the looks so she could pull in more votes &amp;amp; mawi...responces after the prelude concert would ensure that astro will be getting more money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Why people love mawi. Goodlooking...he looks like a matrempit/drugaddict (my opinion...don't be angry mawi fans out there). But I guess the fact that he was introduced as a qari, bekas penyanyi nasyid...and Malay fans out there got so excited due to the image that he was carrying and yet most of them did not think of this...why would a guy carryng the image of Islam wants to join AF...where dancing everyweek is a must and of course tak sah tanpa physical contact with the girls ( in fact the camera did focus the part where he had to hold marsha's hand during the 2nd concert). So I decided to check out forum AF @astro.com. Of course there was this huhaa about mawi pegang tangan marsha...and some mawi's fans could not believe it. And there was this topic "mawi pakai kain pelekat...mesti baru lepas sembahyang" ( I was like...so saper tak pakai kain pelekat tu tak sembahyanglah...) and another one "teringin nak dengar mawi ngaji". Then 2nd concert...he spoiled the melody of the song..and yet people still wanna vote for him. It is not mawi's fault but our people just love to look what is potrayed outside of a person. When Amylea tegur Aidil not to hug elliza...there was this comment made to her.."entah2 buat baik...bukan dier keje kat pub ke?". So it is so easy to influence the malays...just show that you are alim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Mawi from my observation is a good boy but he is not the best candidate. I dont mind him winning. I mean Zahid voice was not that fantastic compared to Bob. What I am trying to say here is how we malays are easily influced by the certain kind of image. Mawi might be a normal boy..in fact he never preach or tried to show that he is so alim and soleh but just because of one song "intifada"...people already judge him as being alim. Not many people know that Jamal Abdillah was a qari, Aisyah won tilawah alquran and not to forget Syarifah Aini....but how come people didnt say there are alim just because they didnt start off with any islamic kind of song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Is a bit obvious that Mawi or Felix is gonna win although the girls are much better candidates. Anyway is akademi fantasia.....astro don't care whose winning as long as the money from the voters are coming in. By the way Maxis &amp; Astro are actually under the same company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: love aznil but kind of sad when he used the term "tsumawi" when "tsunami" was a sad tragedy that cost hundred thousands of lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111954747013246188?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111954747013246188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111954747013246188' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111954747013246188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111954747013246188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-called-tsumawi.html' title='the so called &quot;tsumawi&quot;'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850884.post-111944938730621344</id><published>2005-06-22T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T22:09:47.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you sayang&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00128.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00128.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111944938730621344?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111944938730621344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111944938730621344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111944938730621344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111944938730621344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/thank-you-sayang.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111924490318386588</id><published>2005-06-20T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T13:21:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bearcat...both din &amp; I were impressed with this animal. Nak kata kucing tak nak kata bear pun tak....you can see this animal kat petting zoo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/binturongthingandbean.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/binturongthingandbean.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111924490318386588?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111924490318386588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111924490318386588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111924490318386588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111924490318386588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/bearcat.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111920481584355018</id><published>2005-06-20T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T02:13:35.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendz....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Yesterday was really fun. Went out with Nana &amp; Hanisah to Sungai Wang...didnt get the top I really wanted..according to Nana the kind of top that I wanted is so popular at Perth (jauh pulak nak pegi). So we decided to buy 200 gm of Famous Amos..munch all the way then went to Tupai2 for lunch. So we chat &amp;amp; chat and I realised how much I really love this ppl. My sri aman gals &amp; I been friends ever since we were 13 (its been like what 11 years)..we've gone through lots of things together...ponteng, boikot the canteen management, guys, shopping...and I am so surprised and glad that we are still together even though we went for different interest. They are the best pals ever. With them you can just talk freely not even worry about them questioning about your morality issues or being kutuk behind your back. In a way you won't be afraid of having a silent enemy around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   That nite...went out to Bangsar to see Reza perform. Reza is a dear friend of the gals...more like a brother to us. He's involve with the Starbucks music series thingy..his face came out in newspaper reza salleh...a hunk..told him to form a band (currently a solo singer...wrote all of the songs himself). Trust me ppl he got that package tall, long hair and goodlooking..Trust me ada album..gals will go crazy over him (wanna look at his pic..go to my friendster..cari reza). Good voice..you know that husky kinda voice..well you guys just have to listen to him. Heard that he'll be working with some indonesian musician in the future. Reza dear..you'll get the gals support all the way. That nite, had the opportunity to see Hani, Hanim and Candice. Really miss all of them... all of them working with international companies..err so frustrated bilerlah nak habis belajar nie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111920481584355018?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111920481584355018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111920481584355018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111920481584355018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111920481584355018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/friendz.html' title='Friendz....'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111920144019039809</id><published>2005-06-20T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T01:17:20.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye molie....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Removed my mole last week . Initial plan was to remove one...than later my plastic surgeon made an offer which I hardly resisted..one mole RM 300 and 2nd mole just add RM 20. Since SGMC didnt have the laser machine I told her that I would go to her clinic next week. So for the whole week I've already sey my mind to remove both. 2 days before the removal...my cousins came and of course they said "sayangnyer...buang satu sajelah" ( by the way the one near the nose was getting bigger at that time). Nite before I've started thinking about the memories of my moles...my perasaness when I was small of being a Cindy Crawford look alike...those kutu rayau and mat rempit statemets "boleh pinjam tahi lalat kak?"....then I started to think deeper...Eva Mandez has a mole near the lips, so I thought there must be something special about it. The next morning...on the way to the clinic I asked my mum..."satu ke dua"...my mum not being helpful "buang dua2 save money in the future if incase the other one got bigger but then if buang dua2 takut you hilang your identity"..then the memories came back when daud &amp; bon used to tease me "molie..molie..(you know Austin Powers 3). So sampai clinic...while waiting for my turn, one patient came out (lawa...i think she just had a nose job) and asked me I nak buat apa. So told her that I'm gonna remove my mole. Then she quickly said "No! if you wanna do it...just the one near your nose" , I just smiled. Then I entered the doctor's room, while waiting for her (she was consulting another patient about botox he..he..) the nurse told me to just remove one "sayang, this one is so sweet..." (ehem..ehem..). When the doctor came in, quickly I said "doctor, I've change my mind...I wanna remove only one not two". The doctor smiled "wah..you so sentimental about your molelah". The laser process only took about less than 10 minutes..then it is gone but thank god I didnt remove the other one. Anyway..bye..bye..molie..I'm gonna miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111920144019039809?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111920144019039809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111920144019039809' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111920144019039809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111920144019039809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/bye-bye-molie.html' title='Bye bye molie....'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850884.post-111919941432962941</id><published>2005-06-20T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T00:43:34.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehe...no need to go to the saloon...my room the saloon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/Picture%2821%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/Picture%2821%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111919941432962941?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111919941432962941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111919941432962941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111919941432962941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111919941432962941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111903134152203030</id><published>2005-06-18T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T02:02:21.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Holidays!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    The thing that I love about having long holidays....I got to spend quality times with the TV..yeehaa.  Infact I have this schedule with the TV...morning would be channel 11 (travel &amp; living) or  channel 11 recaps of fear factor . 12 noon currently diary AF (haha...nilah melayu suke tengok kehidupan org lain) than break for lunch...3.30..Ruby (after my mum &amp; my mak chaq bersungguh2 watching the show and would call each other during commercial break, mum:"hang tengok Rubi tu puzah...jahatnya dia..nak kat Hector pulak, yang Hector tu tak sedaq2". 4.30...din would usually pick me up for tea. Monday to Thursday nite...7.30-friendz 8.30-diary AF 9.00-it might be you (filipino telenovela) 10.00 switch to  channel 70 11.00- pasion de gavinales (huhu....storyline is one thing but then the actors...think of them at nite you'll tidur nyenyak...hehe...hope din wont read this). Friday morning..need to wake up early coz I missed channel 70 shows nite before...invasion iowa, growing up gotti, simple life, arrested development &amp; apprentice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     If I have to go out....thank god I have a recording tape machine and an assistant who knows when and where to press record (my indonesian maid)..so that i wont miss any of the shows...thank god I also have a boyfriend who is a king of tv remote contoller...usually we'll have breakfast..or watch movie...most of the time end up watching tv together (save cost). Friday evening jer usually we'll do sthg different since nothing interesting on astro (i mean our on favourite channel). For example...we went to Petting Zoo at Sunway Extreme Park (nilah dah takde keje)...had fun and it is better than zoo negara...dont worry bout being under the sun coz the place is covered with trees...you can actually touch the wild animals...din did touch the snakes ..yek! I got to play with the raccoons (so fat &amp; malas) and feed the memerangs. I'll show the pics later. But most of the time both of us would search for good food. Just ate this Fried Oyster Mushroom..fantastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     I would really like to discuss bout the AF students but save it after the 3rd concert. Need to sleep early ..meeting nana &amp;amp; hanisah...ta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111903134152203030?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111903134152203030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111903134152203030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111903134152203030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111903134152203030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-holidays.html' title='I Love Holidays!!!!'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111883640852591729</id><published>2005-06-15T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T19:53:28.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>huhu...look at them...the hunks&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/wall_paschicos_800.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/wall_paschicos_800.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111883640852591729?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111883640852591729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111883640852591729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111883640852591729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111883640852591729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/huhu.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111883636514291064</id><published>2005-06-15T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T19:52:45.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the three sisters "pasion de gavilanes"'astro prima 11pm&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/2582618.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/2582618.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111883636514291064?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111883636514291064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111883636514291064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111883636514291064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111883636514291064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/three-sisters-pasion-de-gavilanesastro.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111872768829002483</id><published>2005-06-14T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T13:41:28.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When u think of ur past love, u may view it as afailure. But when u find a new love, u view the pastas a teacher.In the game of love, it doesnt really matter whowon or who lost. What is important is u know whento hold on and when to let go!U know u really love someone when u want him orher to be happy even if his or her happiness meansthat u are not part of it.Everything happens for the best.If the person u love doesnt love u back, dont beafraid to love someone else again, for u will neverknow unless u give it a try. u will never love aperson u love unless u risk for love.Love strikes in hurting. If u dont get hurt, u dontlearn how to love. Love doesnt hurt all the time.Though the hurting is still there to test u, to help ugrow. Dont find love, let love find u. That is whyit iscalled falling in love because u dont force urself to fall. u just fall.U cannot finish a book without closing itschapters.If u want to go on, then u have to leavethe past as u turn the pages.Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which weare always learning, discovering and growing.The greatest irony of love is letting go when u needto hold on and holding on when u need to let go.We lose someone we love only when we aredestined to find someone else who can love useven more than we can love ourselves.On falling out of love, take some time to heal andthen get back on the horse. But dont ever makethe same mistake of riding the same one thatthrew out the first time.To love is to risk rejection; to live is to riskdying,to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be takenbecause the greatest hazard in life is riskingnothing!To reach for another is to risk involvement, toexpose ur feelings is to expose true self. To love isto risk not to be loved in return.How to define love; fall but not stumble, beconstant but not too persistent, share and never beunfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt butnever keep the pain.Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it cancarve wonderful images into the soul that alwayslast for a lifetime.Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling.It should inspire u and give u joy and strength. But sometimes the things that give u joy can also hurt you in the end.Loving people means giving them the freedom thatthey choose to be and where they choose to be.Loving someone means giving him or her thefreedom to find his or her way, whether it leadtowards u or away from u.Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must betaken, no matter how scary or painful, for only thenu will experience the fullness of humanity and thatis love.Only love can hurt ur heart, fill u with desire andtear u apart. Only love can make u cry and onlylove knows why.If u are not ready to cry, if u are not ready to take the risk, if u are not ready to feel the pain, then uare not ready to fall in love.There was a time in our lives when we becameafraid to fall in love because every time we do, weget hurt, then I figured that is why it is calledfallingin love.Whatever happened, dont give up! It is just a trial.Have faith in urself and cheer up. When u decide tolove, allow it to grow. When u promise to love,refuse it to die!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111872768829002483?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111872768829002483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111872768829002483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111872768829002483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111872768829002483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-u-think-of-ur-past-love-u-may.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111743542152991143</id><published>2005-05-30T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:43:41.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeeha..Finally got my Law Degree&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/grad.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/grad.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111743542152991143?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111743542152991143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111743542152991143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111743542152991143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111743542152991143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/yeeha.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111743536757865740</id><published>2005-05-30T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:42:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>myself, parents and bro muz (got his masters frm UiTM )&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/grad%20mak%20%26%20abah.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/grad%20mak%20%26%20abah.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111743536757865740?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111743536757865740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111743536757865740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111743536757865740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111743536757865740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/myself-parents-and-bro-muz-got-his.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111743527306020306</id><published>2005-05-30T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:41:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>behind from left: sis-in-law kak noreda &amp; my 2nd bro munahar holding shira, my sis-in-law kak azah &amp; eldest bro munawir, my pregnant sis-in-law radziah &amp; 3rd brother muzaffar, Me! Infront from left: Syafiq, abah, mama &amp; Firdaus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/studio%20fam1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/studio%20fam1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111743527306020306?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111743527306020306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111743527306020306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111743527306020306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111743527306020306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/behind-from-left-sis-in-law-kak-noreda.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111730044476030212</id><published>2005-05-29T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T01:14:04.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       During my last vacation, an Australian told us that the muslims are the good keeper of the religion. He loves the words that often mentioned by the muslims during prayer ("untuk duniawi dan akhirat) but sadly he said most muslims today are too fanatics and only emphasized on the akhirat part. An american during dinner asked me whether I'm a muslim and I replied yes..and he said "muslims in Malaysia are very lucky". And I agreed and told him that the things which are happening around the muslims should have not happen. And another american guy said "the problem is this ppl love to use the word "religion" during wars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     What has happen to the muslim...look at the geographical expect of the muslim countries...we have oil...saudi, kuwait, saudi, iraq, brunei, indonesia ( dont wanna include M'sia coz I believe it is not a muslim country but it is a multi cultural country). what I'm trying to say here is...muslims nations are rich nations...and what do we do with the money..the king of saudi is crazy about mercedes ...bought tons of it for personal leisure but did not ever cross their minds to invest this money on research and technology ( oil wud finish one day...thats why the europan are creating and using electric and batery operated vehicles)...iraq had a war with kuwait becoz they wanted more oil...kuwait (lack of military power) asked US to protect them,  end of the day the ppl of iraq suffered, US got the oil from Kuwait...economic sanction on Iraq..didnt invest their money on R&amp;D but Saddam built a statute of himself and a big castle filled with gold...by end of the day US having a strong military power destroyed Iraq within weeks. Of course we muslims love to play victim and blame the US and we actually created the war against our own brother in the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Dr. M saw all of this...trying to tell the muslims to be united...Dinar, Technolgy..but most of the rich Arab just hangguk and goyang kaki. Look at the Europeans...the Euro now is alot stronger than the USD. The former communist countries (Hungary, Chezh, Slovakia) quickly joined EU and had improved their economy tremendously. But what happen to the muslims nations...the world natural resources are in their hands and yet there are moving backwards. I got tired watching the news ..the only thing we do is berarak and burn the US flag ( I mean would it change anything)...the intelectuals could not get any job from their country and of course the westerners welcomed them with an open arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      To me all religion are the same...we believe in god, to do good things and to prevent evil but we human created the difference. The Christians and the Jews are willing to forget what happen in the past (I mean it was the Jews who killed Jesus) and yet they are now united. Why cant we muslims do the same and at least among the muslim nations and respect the difference. I am a muslim but that doesnt mean that I should not respect other ppl belief ( even the Quran say so).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      An ustaz gave a ceramah and heard the antik jam berbunyi and said " jam ni kene buang ni" and after that told the fellow muslims not to watch Akademi Fantasia sebab haram....well until we do not open up how can we move forward. Manusia adalah khalifah didunia....look who created the aeroplane so that it is easier for us to go for haj, electricity for us to read and this man is talking about not to watch AF....Islam clearly talks about moderation "duniawi &amp; akhirat" and yet most of us do not get the idea until now. During Umaiyah, Abasyiah, Ottomon we did achieve such moderation...we ventured into science and art  (you'll see this alot in Spain &amp; Turkey) and we were open towards other ppl calture instead of memurtadkan one another (visit China..you'll see their mosque has small2 naga on top of the roof which represent their emperor..I mean as long as your iman tak tergugat..nothing wrong with that since the chinese culture was largely related to the emperor.. our calture also has the phrase "sembah tuanku"). Well I guess just hope that things would change one day for the benefit of all human kind (macam miss world pulak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111730044476030212?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111730044476030212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111730044476030212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111730044476030212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111730044476030212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/during-my-last-vacation-australian.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111703841576085824</id><published>2005-05-25T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:26:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       My Eastern Europe vacation was superb and amazing. Ever since I was small, my parents would drag me to any countries they visited (and yes both of them juz love to travel). Started when I was 4 years old, brought me to London since my dad had this job for one month over there. My mum although a housewife, is so much independent than other career woman. It was not her first time in London so she was my personal tour guide and brought me all the famous spots in London without my dad. Of course I could still remember both of our favourite lunch place "satay house" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      The next year both of  them decided to go to Australia and New Zealand. That was an awesome one. I was 5 but still could remember some of the places that I went to. At that time M'sia didnt have the underwater world so I was kinda jakun when we went to the Sydney underworld ( I actually thought that the ikan pari was smiling at me). New Zealand was beautiful, the view is exactly what we saw in LOTR and cant forget the thrilling speed boat ride that we had (trust me really menakutkan). If anyone wants to there, rent a car.....so that you can take your own sweet time..enjoying the view.  It was early spring so there was still bit of snow along the road when we were travelling through this mountainous area..my bro and will be screaming "abah...abah...stop nak main snow". Could still remember the sheeps and the cable cars...so if you have children I think 4 &amp; 5 is a good age (but make sure you're not joining any tour).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      After that my 1st &amp; 2nd bro furthered their studies in UK and both of them were placed in Manchester. My mum insisted to see them every year.  We would rent a car and travel up till Scotland. At that time ramai lah melayu berkampung kat London. Most of the trip to London we would actually terserempak with my neighbours and family friends. We love to stay at this aparment "Parkwest" (there were so many M'sians to the extent that you could smell M'sian cookings). Travelling with my bros was a fun experience. Most of the time we  would stay at Bed &amp; Breakfast and to me it is better than hotels since you can actually experience the English and Scottish home atmosphere. And the rooms were amazingly beautiful with the wall papers and such and of course the price is so much reasonable. My mum had this thing with UK ( I thought her rinduness with my bros was juz an excuse). It was not an expensive trip for all of us at that time coz we would usually stay at my bro's apartment but there are times we had to find ways to save some of the cost . So we were recommended by a family friend to try Aerefloat (a russian airline). It was really cheap...(heard it was less that RM 1000) but no in flight tv &amp; radio and transit in moscow for 6 hours (well it was our first and our last  but heard frm ppl that the airlines had improved alot...well I'll go for the MATA though). From London we crossed the English Channel  to France and believe it or not, stayed in a caravan...went to Mont Blanc and drove all the way to Switzerland (from there I knew that I'll travel till I grow old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      My dad got tired with UK so we decided to go to US. For me US is more for shopping, fun and leisure. Scenery..go to Europe and New Zealand but San Francisco is a beautiful city although you'll notice there are more chinese than mat saleh. The best thing about US is entertaiment and shopping and the best place to go is Orlando Florida. Everything is there...Disney World, Universal Studio (bigger than the one in LA) , NASA and Blitz (the biggest designer factory outlet in US...imagine it is bigger than the current OU). My dad love the place and we made it as our family vacation three times in a row until September 11 (we were suppose to leave for US on September 29 the same year) Bye bye US and hello middle east  and Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    To me there are two interesting countries that one need to visit....Turkey and China. Turkey for me is so mysterious and it is the best place to discover the history of Islam and the glory of Ottoman Empire...and everything is in Istanbul. I had the opportunity to go to Izmir...an hour flight (heard if you take a bus is 6 hours but ppl say the scenery is amazing)...love the town, food and ppl and trust me so far....Izmir has the most beautiful gals there (different than the ones in Istanbul...if ppl think that Istanbul gals are pretty but you have to see Izmir gals) I felt out of place. Manage to make friends with two turkish gals (not frm Izmir) and according to them Izmir is famous for their beautiful gals..no wonder. Beijing China, is all about civilization + shopping for mothers...the great wall of china is a must and the city is so clean and friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Then we had another family trip this time we drag along the 2 rascals...(my nephews). Took a flight KL via London via Madrid. Rented a car at the airport, a 9 seater Mercedes vito..besar giler (the ones with three seats infront) and it uses diesel not petrol (so technically my bro was driving a bus). Drove down to southern spain...Cordoba, Granada and Toledo..(Toledo...a place that I would revisit) Lots of history...especially with Islam...you'll find a lot of mosque later made into church after the crusade war. One of my family members cried...I kept an open mind about it..if you go to Turkey there are lots of Church yang jadi Mosque..and Eastern Europe Church then Mosque later Church again. Then we took a train to Paris (is alot cheaper to travel by train in Europe and there are nice train). Arrived in Paris took a taxi to the apartment...rented this apartment from an Arab (the building nampak biasa jer but as we opened the door it was a double storey pent house (14th floor...still could remember coz my mum and I was nervous dlm lift sebab tinggi sangat). The best part about the place...we had a great view of the eiffel tower. Not my first time in Paris, the intention was to bring those 2 rascals to Euro Disney. Didnt joined them...so I managed to walk with my dad around Paris...more Muslims than my last visit there. According to the locals after Sept. 11 more Arabs prefer to settle down in France rather than the US...Paris is a metropolitan city...lot of asians &amp; arabs...so you wont feel like a foreigner and yeah  now they do speak English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Last year managed to follow my mum to Korea...it was my mum+her sisters+my cousins+sister in law trip (told my mum that we should have a banner "rombongan che long"). Didnt quite enjoy Korea...I love buildings, muziums, history and scenery...Korea is more on shopping which I think is  more for our mothers. Due to the hectic scheduled in UiTM...there are numbers of trips which I missed...Perth, Brisbane, South Africa, Dubai &amp; Egypt (told you that my parents are crazy about travelling...and there are over 60 but still strong alhamdulillah).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Eastern Europe was an amazing one. We went to 4 countries Austria, Hungary, Chech Rep, &amp; Slovakia Rep. ...I had alot of responses ...khairi  ("damn you jas..." he's been talking bout going to these places ever since I knew him...hehe..lambatlah tunggu you..baik ikut my parents fully sponsored) and from En. Rizal and Daing ("Bratislava?"...all I can say it is a beautiful town and safer than London). Travelling to Eastern Europe is like entering a 14th century town and it is so gothic, posh and classy.   Even from my pictures you can't actually see the real thing....you just need to be there. To me this is a place you should go while you're young...lot of walking. I'm planning to go back there with din (kalau kawin)...but this time during winter...really wanna see the buildings covered with snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      If you join a tour to European countries or Turkey...it would cost alot but you'll get first class treatment..5 star hotels and everything are well taken care off. Personally from all the tour group I personally feel that Insight Vacation is a good one. I've experience both (tour &amp; without tour group) but I guess being young I would  still prefer the going on our own thingy, the maps, catch a train, rent a car, getting sesat, those small cozy hotels with no breakfast but you can have the local breakfast instead. The next trip I heard is Morrocco or maybe NewYork+Orlando either one I guess it would be my last trip sponsored by my parents :(. After this I would have to go with my own money...and yes I'm following my parents footstep...not to spend your money so much on jewelry, designer items but to travel. Well different ppl have their own way to gain self satisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     I'm gonna make travelling as my annual thing. I've checked out this website which offers information on budget hotel &amp; hostels which are affordable and strategically located. In fact I think I'm gonna have this club (small one consist of less than 10 ppl...yeah khairi..don't worry you are automatically a member but I wanna be the president hehe.....)      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111703841576085824?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111703841576085824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111703841576085824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111703841576085824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111703841576085824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111643323779449486</id><published>2005-05-19T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:20:37.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the train from Vienna to Salzburg&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00405.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00405.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111643323779449486?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111643323779449486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111643323779449486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643323779449486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643323779449486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-train-from-vienna-to-salzburg.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111643319543293461</id><published>2005-05-19T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:19:55.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mirabell Park Salzburg&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC004071.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00370.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111643289418737468?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111643289418737468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111643289418737468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643289418737468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643289418737468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/president-palace-prague.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111643285530012492</id><published>2005-05-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:14:15.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so manja&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00318.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00318.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111643285530012492?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111643285530012492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111643285530012492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643285530012492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643285530012492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-manja.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111643280701181665</id><published>2005-05-19T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:13:27.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Charles Bridge..where Elin &amp; I got lost in Prague&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00362.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00362.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111643280701181665?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111643280701181665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111643280701181665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643280701181665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643280701181665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/charles-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111643277990901032</id><published>2005-05-19T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:12:59.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The GHotic City Prague&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00361.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00361.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111643277990901032?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111643277990901032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111643277990901032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643277990901032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643277990901032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/ghotic-city-prague.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111643274687110736</id><published>2005-05-19T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:12:26.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bratislava&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC003541.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC003541.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111643274687110736?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111643274687110736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111643274687110736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643274687110736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111643274687110736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/bratislava.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640113169433796</id><published>2005-05-18T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:25:31.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>President's Palace Bastilava Slovakia&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00354.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00354.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640113169433796?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640113169433796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640113169433796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640113169433796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640113169433796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/presidents-palace-bastilava-slovakia.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640107985755062</id><published>2005-05-18T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:24:39.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wine Farm...It is all over the countries&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00351.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00351.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640107985755062?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640107985755062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640107985755062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640107985755062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640107985755062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/wine-farm.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640097307765546</id><published>2005-05-18T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:22:53.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The biggest Church in Hungary&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00346.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00346.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640097307765546?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640097307765546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640097307765546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640097307765546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640097307765546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/biggest-church-in-hungary.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640090153122184</id><published>2005-05-18T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:21:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with mum &amp; dad- Budapest Hungary (my mum masam coz not time to shop at the nearby stalls)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00331.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00331.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640090153122184?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640090153122184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640090153122184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640090153122184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640090153122184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/with-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640082856020869</id><published>2005-05-18T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:20:28.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daddy &amp; friends having cigar on the cruise&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00330.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00330.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640082856020869?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640082856020869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640082856020869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640082856020869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640082856020869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640078153900684</id><published>2005-05-18T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:19:41.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Burung jangan attack! -Stadspark Vienna&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00315.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00315.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640078153900684?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640078153900684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640078153900684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640078153900684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640078153900684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/burung-jangan-attack-stadspark-vienna.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640073872901106</id><published>2005-05-18T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:18:58.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the bicycle lane..which covers the whole vienna &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00319.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00319.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640073872901106?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640073872901106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640073872901106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640073872901106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640073872901106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/at-bicycle-lane.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640061320811428</id><published>2005-05-18T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:16:53.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the plane..baru bangun tidur&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00303.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00303.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640061320811428?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640061320811428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640061320811428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640061320811428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640061320811428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-plane.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111640056357627972</id><published>2005-05-18T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:16:03.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Denube river separating many European countries and goes all the wau to Turkey. This one on the right is Hungary and left is Chech Rep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/denube%20river.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/denube%20river.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111640056357627972?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111640056357627972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111640056357627972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640056357627972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111640056357627972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/denube-river-separating-many-european.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635464802440542</id><published>2005-05-18T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:30:48.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vienna -more romantic than Paris&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00429.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00429.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635464802440542?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635464802440542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635464802440542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635464802440542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635464802440542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/vienna-more-romantic-than-paris.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635460432746551</id><published>2005-05-18T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:30:04.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Salzburg&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00407.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00407.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635460432746551?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635460432746551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635460432746551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635460432746551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635460432746551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/salzburg.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635459160012520</id><published>2005-05-18T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:29:51.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brno-Behind is St. Peter &amp; St. Paul Caterdral&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00355.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00355.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635459160012520?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635459160012520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635459160012520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635459160012520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635459160012520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/brno-behind-is-st.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635455601188379</id><published>2005-05-18T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:29:16.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more pics on the palace garden&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00392.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00392.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635455601188379?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635455601188379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635455601188379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635455601188379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635455601188379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/more-pics-on-palace-garden.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635453323206952</id><published>2005-05-18T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:28:53.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Garden of Scronbrunn Palace Austria&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00391.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00391.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635453323206952?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635453323206952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635453323206952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635453323206952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635453323206952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/garden-of-scronbrunn-palace-austria.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635447017086203</id><published>2005-05-18T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:27:50.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Elin &amp; I - Brastilava Slovakia&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00352.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00352.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635447017086203?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635447017086203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635447017086203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635447017086203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635447017086203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/elin.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635442032145553</id><published>2005-05-18T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:27:00.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Opera House Brastilava&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00347.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00347.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635442032145553?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635442032145553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635442032145553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635442032145553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635442032145553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/opera-house-brastilava.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635440681839980</id><published>2005-05-18T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:26:46.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Budapest &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00332.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00332.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635440681839980?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635440681839980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635440681839980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635440681839980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635440681839980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/budapest.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635431485463516</id><published>2005-05-18T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:25:14.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juz love it&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00328.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00328.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635431485463516?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635431485463516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635431485463516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635431485463516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635431485463516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/juz-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635429397417645</id><published>2005-05-18T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:24:53.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Parliament Building Budapest&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00327.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00327.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635429397417645?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635429397417645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635429397417645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635429397417645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635429397417645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/parliament-building-budapest.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635426445752898</id><published>2005-05-18T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:24:24.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having lunch in the Danube River Cruise Budapest&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00324.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00324.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635426445752898?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635426445752898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635426445752898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635426445752898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635426445752898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/having-lunch-in-danube-river-cruise.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635422784416986</id><published>2005-05-18T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:23:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vienna Airport&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00305.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00305.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635422784416986?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635422784416986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635422784416986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635422784416986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635422784416986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/vienna-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635419222044713</id><published>2005-05-18T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:23:12.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Bohemian Holiday&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00299.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00299.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635419222044713?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635419222044713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635419222044713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635419222044713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635419222044713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-bohemian-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635387176577795</id><published>2005-05-18T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:17:51.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Breakfast Hilton Vienna &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00428.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00428.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635387176577795?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635387176577795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635387176577795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635387176577795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635387176577795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/breakfast-hilton-vienna.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111635373919482431</id><published>2005-05-18T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:15:39.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>view from the top: Prague&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00356.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00356.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111635373919482431?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111635373919482431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111635373919482431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635373919482431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111635373919482431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/05/view-from-top-prague.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111428323771520965</id><published>2005-04-24T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T03:07:17.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOWLING COMPETITION:WE LOST.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Today I had this bowling competition...not a real one but i was under pressure still. The competition was between 3 couples. din &amp; jas V. baba &amp;amp; sri V. alfy&amp; nani. Baba's team came first, alfy's team came second and of course we lost badly. Haha...me the so called president bowling ( well I got the position coz the ppl who were present during the nomination were my gang) . Oh well we had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Not to forget i just bought this kebaya nyonya from bangsar, it is not the indonesian kinda sulam, this is the nyonya style ....it is alot sexier and cheaper than Ang Eng's. Din like it although he thought it was expensive ( at least it is cheaper than his rugby shirt). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Nowadays, I am so sensative...especially with Din due to one incident. Tried to control my emotion but if I'm not sensative it would mean that I don't love him. Well thank god Din knows how to calm me down. Tomorrow I have a badminton competition with Din ( trying to be this healthy living couple).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Anyway I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate my darling Din for getting through the AG Chambers interview. Din might be taking the job and he might have to report his duty during this holiday. It is a good place to start his career as a legal practitioner. Sayang I am so proud of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111428323771520965?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111428323771520965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111428323771520965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111428323771520965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111428323771520965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/04/bowling-competitionwe-lost.html' title='BOWLING COMPETITION:WE LOST.....'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111375347229577450</id><published>2005-04-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T23:57:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KARAOKE CRAZY PEOPLE&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/karaoke%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/karaoke%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111375347229577450?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111375347229577450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111375347229577450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111375347229577450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111375347229577450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/04/karaoke-crazy-people.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111375273759752244</id><published>2005-04-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T23:45:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Well it was a tiring day but a happy one though. We went out of the house at 6.30 am coz I didnt want my parents to hop into the UiTM bus knowing that the weather nowadays can be kinda crazy and true enough it was so bloody hot when the event ended. On the way my dad and my mum was arguing whether to buy flowers for me or not. My mum didnt want to coz she said the flowers at UiTM wud be overpriced. My dad on the other hand pulak cakap I deserve to get it due to my struggle in law school and that we should support the Malays yang meniaga. I didn't wanna intefere unless if they ask for my suggestion I might say " you know I don't mind getting cash" hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    When I reach there, I didn't dare to go to HEP yet coz I was wearing this kebaya jarang and with tube inside ( my parents were being practical, they knew that those rob would make me sweat) but then I just couldnt be bothered later ( I mean like as if I'm wearing a ballgown dress). Later, Elin and I were laughing looking at the way Daud &amp; Hazri pakai their hood terbalik..so Elin &amp;amp; I were showing ppl the rite way to wear it..( well the day we got the rob I ask the kakak there to show me the rite way to wear it). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Our course was the second to go...everything went so fast but I felt so terharu when I went down both my parents continued clapping their hands (siap tangan kat atas)... I really love you guys ..I felt like crying coz I could see their proud faces. At the same time I'm glad that I got the degree here in UiTM coz all this while both of them only experience my bros graduation in foreign countries. One thing I must say UiTM's graduation is so happening siap ada singers nyanyi and it so happen they sang my fovourite indonesian songs January (Glenn)  and Keliru (Ruth). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     The crowd was so huge ( guess it was sunday...all the relatives from pelusuk malaysia wud be able to come) Thank god I've showed my parents our meeting point. Well of course my dad won, so I got the flowers . My mum was so cute today...I told them that they don't have to wait for me coz it was hot and stuffy at that place. But my mum kata "takpelah nak tunggu jap" ( i knew she was waiting for din). When din came...my dad was like "ok...ok...tangkap gambar ngan din" then my mum took out the camera with semangat took a picture of both of us..and then terus balik...( but kesyian my mum..she really wanted to take picture with Fahrin..she's a big fan of that guy..who so happen to be my senior). Oh...and I'm glad that my bestfriend Hanisah came...thank god my mum saw her. Thank you gal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   Din was so sweet, he gave me roses together with a teddybear name "konvo". He was being so sweet the whole day, took care of my things and introduced me to Mr. Rajeshwaran as his girlfriend. Later took me jalan2 and lunch...I am so happy today...looking at my parents smile today and with din's support for me.........and my friends around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111375273759752244?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111375273759752244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111375273759752244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111375273759752244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111375273759752244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/04/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111345128258427606</id><published>2005-04-14T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T23:03:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Start For The Three Months Holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ili's bbq&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Sunday, we finally completed our firm's defence submission for the criminal trial. Right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after that I went straight to Ili's house for the bbq party. The food was spendid! We had lamb, chicken, sausages, jack potatos, prawns and not to forget that bts cheese cake ooohhh!The best part about it is to get to chat with my best pals till midnite. Of course we had so many plans, nak main badminton, join dancing class, futsal and karaoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Movie Marathon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As usual, every holiday din and I  would have this movie marathon. Started off with "samara" was kinda of scarry. We  also went and borong all the dvds. Have to recommend this "hide &amp; seek" movie...that Dakota Fenning is gonnaget an oscar one day. There was this one day both of us got to watch this movie on astro "anger management" it was really funny, din and I juz can't stop laughing through out the movie. Of course American Idol...I love Anwar Robinson and Constatine. Din was so sweet the other day, while watching tv I was complaining bout being hungry and told him that I wanna order pizza but instead he volunteered to cook for me...mmuah! We did watch "guess who's coming" for me...it is not that funny  more like a lawak bodoh kinda movie (it is something like meet the parents but not that funny...aston kutcher can't beat ben stiller and of course Adam Sandler.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karaoke Session&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just now I had a full 4 hours session of karaoke with the gals at bangsar. Nana, Hanisah, Sherrie, Nyna and I dah rasa macam nak terkeluar tekak. But I must  say Nyna's voice is powerful. She was the winner for the NTV 7 Superstar but that competition some how did not really show off her real powerful voice because of the songs that were given to her. Her version of Fallin' by alicia keys was amazing. Nyna please go for AF or Malaysian Idol...I'll support you all the way...trust me ppl she is as good as Jac and she's pretty too. Oh ya...for unagi fans out there Bangsar Shopping Complex Unagi Set mmg sedap and cheap! It has this fusion of Korean and Japanese taste...should go and try it. Oh yeah our next agenda is ice skating....yipee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111345128258427606?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111345128258427606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111345128258427606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111345128258427606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111345128258427606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-start-for-three-months-holiday.html' title='Good Start For The Three Months Holiday.'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111345101257168384</id><published>2005-04-14T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:56:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Beat Them You Join Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Read the newspaper today...there was a suggestion that the govt.  should give free drugs to drug addicts. I guess that MP was thinking about implementing the same system that they had in Amsterdam. But this guy's suggestion went further by stating that this addicts should be placed in an island for observation purposes. The main reason for giving free drugs is to prevent the selling of drugs in black market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;         I've always supported the idea of legalizing prostitution but legalizing drugs....to me is a different story. In amsterdam they do allow selling of drugs in the open market at nite but it is a different scenario. There ppl take it at pubs, discos where it is more like a fashion thingy and most of this ppl have jobs, professionals  or they can be tourist. During the day they still continue their life like any other ordinary ppl.  but we are talking about drug addicts here who had to be pengemis  in order to buy drugs, most of them are homeless. Staying in an island &amp; getting free drugs...to me it is a dream come true for them. Don't have to work, hisap ganja under the sun...wow...I'm sure there are alot of ppl would like to be a drug addict after this. Prostitution and drugs are two different thing. The first category is part of human calture, you find it everywhere, I mean it is the oldest the profession by the way. Legalizing it would help the govt. to control the spreading of diseases since they can do so by conducting heath check up openly. At the same time the govt. can prevent things like smuggling of young gals since all prostitution centre need to renew their licence and the govt. have direct control over this ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;           But free drugs to drug addicts. To me it won't work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111345101257168384?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111345101257168384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111345101257168384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111345101257168384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111345101257168384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-cant-beat-them-you-join-them.html' title='You Can&apos;t Beat Them You Join Them'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111341713484106104</id><published>2005-04-14T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T02:32:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nana, moi, ili and hani @ ili's bbq party&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/41.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/41.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111341713484106104?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111341713484106104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111341713484106104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111341713484106104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111341713484106104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/04/nana-moi-ili-and-hani-ilis-bbq-party.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111244064555396723</id><published>2005-04-02T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T19:17:25.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DID YOU GUYS FEEL IT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did you guys felt the earth quake...well i did...ayu and I bout 12.10  am were lepaking in her room. I was lying down on the bed and all the sudden I felt the bed was shaking. So I said to Ayu that had a headache...and felt the same. both of us decided to go out immedietly to get some air. When we reach downstairs, I saw lots of ppl gathering at the carpark (i thought there was a car accident in the middle of the nite) but all the sudden Reen 9 my classmate0 came up to me "Kau tak rasa apa2 ker Jas"and I was like "yeah..I rasa katil goyang tadi'..ans she said "earth quake lah kat kl and sek 13 kene teruk". of course ayu was really gelabah after that. I hae to agree with Dr M press statement..we do need those emergency training for earthe quake. The plates are moving after the tsunami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So ayu and i decided to go to Khalifah. when we reach there I received a call from daud "wei, apasal kau keluar mlm 2 ni " so I asked him did he feel the impact and daud who would wanna find any possible opportunity to irritate me said "kau ni dah gegar2 pun still nak pakai sexy' ( hei dude it was just sleeveless lah..) Later I received another sms from Bon 'lau buat aper mlm2 ni...cari jantan yer' Wah...so caring lah my firm mates...even my brothers couldn't be bothered whenever they saw me outside late at nite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nite before that, Din and I went out to Social Bangsar and later Harry came to join us. I felt so happy that nite coz Harry said to me that Din and I have something great going on. Well yes I have to agree with him (he...he..he..). I just watch Shall We Dance cd yesterday and it was a good one..you know you'll get that heart warming feeling thingy. So I called Din after that and said "You've been stopping me from doing so many things but this time I don't care coz you're gonna join me for dancing lessons." and din reluctantly said "we'll see" and I told him if he doesn't join I'm gonna join the single class (element of threat would work sometimes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm gald all the papers are over and yeah...3 months holiday...yeehaa....attachment? forget it! By the way really wanna watch sepet...been getting two opposite reviews. by the way am who is mr. D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111244064555396723?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111244064555396723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111244064555396723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111244064555396723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111244064555396723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/04/did-you-guys-feel-it.html' title='DID YOU GUYS FEEL IT?'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111183753302372048</id><published>2005-03-26T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:45:33.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> I Can't Live Without You &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/Untitled-Scanned-02_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/Untitled-Scanned-02_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111183753302372048?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111183753302372048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111183753302372048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111183753302372048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111183753302372048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-cant-live-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-111183727924754551</id><published>2005-03-26T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:41:19.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macam Takde Exam jer....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Friday, I was having this tv marathon day. yeah, watched the tv from 12 noon (note: woke up at 11.55 am) till 6 in the morning. Then Ana all the sudden called me that nite asking me civil keluar topic aper. I was like "wei the paper is next Fridaylah...you're spoiling my mood of relaxing". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Nothing much to talk about, except that I went shopping like a mad lady one day end up buying 4 pair of jeans. Oh yeah, for those who have big ass like me  (yes i'm proud of it...it is the in thing kay...u know b'yonce, jlo,  eva mandez ..he..he...I know these two guys who would puke if they read this) go to Dorothy Perkins, nice jeans catered specially for womenly body type (hahaha). Levi's also had this new limited edition jeans "eve" &amp; "patty anne" jeans. Trust me people cantik giler and really2 low cut. My mum was like....can't you get anything lower than that. He..he..sorry mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Exam week was a hectic one. We actually had this small discussion group which most of the time led by Cik Yam (she's good). My papers...well I have no comment about it. berdebar jugak, coz the way we were suppose to answer is way...way..different than during LLB. Nak kata susah than LLB...donnolah...have to wait for the result than I'll give better details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    When do you actually realise that you love someone. There was this morning, I thought something really bad happen to Din...and I was like meraung macam orang giler....and of course the moment I heard Din's voice over the phone, I can't stop my tears from mencurah2...really glad to get to listen to his voice again. At the same time rasa malu coz I was crying at Pn. Noraziah, En. Rizal, Baba and Nadeya before that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       I can't wait to go to Europe this May...Yippee....Elin and I gonna have a great time. And I also can't wait for end of this year...coz my sis in law and I are planning to celebrate Christmas &amp;amp; New Year in New York! Yeehaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-111183727924754551?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111183727924754551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=111183727924754551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111183727924754551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/111183727924754551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/03/macam-takde-exam-jer.html' title='Macam Takde Exam jer....'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110882913115108440</id><published>2005-02-20T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:05:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOVE YOU LIKE CRAZEEE!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/DSC00197.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/DSC00197.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110882913115108440?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110882913115108440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110882913115108440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110882913115108440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110882913115108440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-you-like-crazeee.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110882882511310271</id><published>2005-02-19T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:00:25.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to wear and what not to wear ....BULL SHIT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;         I guess everyone should know bout the raid at zouk and where bout 100 muslims gals were detained because of what they wear. Tak de keje ke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;        I'm not a fan of Jeslina Hashim but I have to agree with her about everyone should be treated fairly. If JAWI wants to prosecute a gal who wears tubes or singlets then they should prosecute every each of Muslim gals in Malaysia who dress ups like that (which includes gymnast, swimmers). And of course we'll be the next Afghan under the Taliban. This people must be stop from doing all this nonsence. Religion is about guidance NOT ENFORCEMENT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     And I am bloody annoyed with the fact that the gals were not even allowed to use the phone. And you are blaming the Americans for making the Muslims look bad. Look at yourself when you are treating your own brothers and sisters like rubbish. Round them up, saying bad things...I really hope that  someone would take action against this people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     There are alot of issues that JAWI should look into. Like giving shelter to young als who needs help. Guide them not cursed them! Doing research on improving the image of Islam not going around discos and catch sexy gals. They should look into serious matters like prostitution, helping young &amp;amp; single mothers. Religion is about sincereity not force. It really shows that these kinda enforcement agencies are focusing on the form rather than the substance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110882882511310271?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110882882511310271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110882882511310271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110882882511310271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110882882511310271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-to-wear-and-what-not-to-wear-bull.html' title='What to wear and what not to wear ....BULL SHIT!'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110882769947813992</id><published>2005-02-19T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:41:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Mortem Examination</title><content type='html'>Last wednesday our office had a field trip to the Forensic Lab to witness the actual post mortem process. That morning  I was talking to my senior, and she advised me to take along with me minyak cap kapak (an advise from her boyfriend who is also a doctor). So I took her advise.&lt;br /&gt;       We arrived there at about 10.00 a.m. Everyone was excited. As for me I keep on putting the minyak cak kapak kat my nose (though we were still in the meeting room). We had a short briefing by the doctor. Showed us some horible pictures and of course we got nervous already. Then he received a call informing that they already goy the police order (its a procedural thingy) and he can proceed with the post mortem examination.&lt;br /&gt;      So we had to wear a face mask and the octor advised us not to breath through our mouth only nose as the smell could remain in us for days. I don't wanna get into details but basically I saw everything and thanks to minyak cap kapak (ha...ha...those boys yg perli I tak macho pasal minyak cap kapak finally asked some frm me). But the thing that scare us the most when the doctor actually asked us to mandi, basuh tangan n muka rite after the process.&lt;br /&gt;      So the whole thing finishes around 2 p.m. and thanx to Zairi (from Daud &amp; co kay...) who was very efficient in handling all the bus arrangment.&lt;br /&gt;      Before I end this article, I just wanna say that I's so happy working under Daud &amp; co...hehe...and having a cool boss like daud ( although we are working without any payments).&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming, assignment berlambak, and viva....oh well that's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110882769947813992?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110882769947813992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110882769947813992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110882769947813992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110882769947813992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/02/post-mortem-examination.html' title='Post Mortem Examination'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110813523985436518</id><published>2005-02-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T23:20:39.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERESTING DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My aunt called early in the morning...thought it was an emergency&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My happy go lucky mak chaq called me early this morning with an emergency kinda tone "ana...ana..ke tu?"- "ye mak chaq"- "you go to this website &lt;a href="http://www.wofs.com"&gt;www.wofs.com&lt;/a&gt;. and go and check your fung shui...tengok boyfriend you and you ok tak"-"ok, mak chaq kat kl ke?"-"taklah mak chaq kat kedah ni". I was wondering, she actually called me all the awy from Kedah to asked me to check on my fung shui. Well, one thing I can say, she's the coolest aunt among my mum's sisters. The thing which amazed me so much, she's already 60 and yet she is still happy go lucky. No wonder she looks young till today. Anyway, I did follow her advise...check out the website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly, I only knew that I was a Rooster not a Dog (like most 1982 babies) coz I am a january baby so you know Chinese Calender starts around February or March. Basically, the description given is almost accurate. So basically this is what it says bout a Female Rooster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your animal sign is Rooster&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Your year name is Sin Yu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purposeful Rooster lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingenious, sensible, organized, straightforward, blunt, self-assured, calm, dedicated, devoted, you will protect your brood come hell or high water. You will love deeply but does not show it, expecting your sentiments to be returned. You have little tolerance for those who beat around the bush or aimless in their goals. You want proof of what you are hearing, disliking stuck-ups, being unmoved by social climbers. You confront the opposition, giving the impression that you are unfriendly and rigid when in fact, you are only lacking in tact and cannot control your irritated, unpredictable flare-ups. When trapped, you’d fight back ferociously. You are a sentimental soul, easily forgiving the wrong done by the people you love. Career-wise, you’ll multi-task with efficiency. For you, work comes first and material well-being comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The metal female Rooster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boastful, you are an entertainer who loves putting on a show. Some would be amused while others not. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: So what do you guys think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So.....I went on to check on my compatibility with Din: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bland and empty ... pass.&lt;br /&gt;The candid, smart Monkey does not appreciate the obsessive, obstinate Rooster who is adamant on common sense and is short of originality, thinking the Rooster scathing, skeptical, exhausting and disappointing. The Rooster finds the Monkey reckless. Both ambitious, they hold opposing views on approach and personality. The Rooster craves material things, thinking that is wealth and power. The Monkey pursues dream projects and visions that only motivate his or her imagination. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: err....so not true kay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Constatine...Worth Watching!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Din's friend Alfy, had actually booked the tickets to watch this movie. Unfortunately, upon arriving at midvalley we found out that the tickets are meant for tomorrow. Of course Din could not face the fact that we could not actually watch it today. So Din and I together with Anas &amp; Reen had something to eat first( I had Unagi...can't resist if I see one). So around 5 pm...we went to this express lane and Din gave ths gal a big smile and asked again..."Rangini...ada tak tickets for Constatine  lagi" (Note: TGV juz anounced that it was fully booked). "ok saya check...pukul 7.20 boleh"...so we manage to watch it and yeah the cinema was packed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some people may think its mengarut. But the story does based on the stories of the Bible but they put it in a comical form. Some of the Bible stories did mentioned on how envied Gabriel towards the human ( humans are able to commit sins and at the same time can plead for forgiveness) and that other Demons are bored of the God &amp; Devil agreement. I don't wanna get into detail coz it might spoil the mood of some of you who haven't watch it. All I can say, Keannu was Hero tahap Dewa (you know that bad boy heroic image) and the movie is funny and enjoyable. So go and watch it. (P/S: Certainly I'm getting a DVD of the movie &amp;amp; I really hope that my darling din wud stop smoking after watching the movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When we came out of the cinema...I saw Yasmin Ahmad ( the movie maker). I really feel sorry for her. Our Cencorship board is really mengarut...if we can actually watch movies  like Constatine, The Ring, ( and al those Korean...Japanese...Thai ghost movies) why can't they allow our movie makers to express themselves. I mean whats the difference. Yasmin Ahmad movie Sepet though allowed to be watch in the local cinemas but 8 important scenes were cut off ( and one of the scene is about girls berkeban sambil sikat rambut...wat da...) I mean we can actuallly watch girls wearing bikinis in a foreign movie..so wats the difference. So how are we supposed to improve our movie industry...I guess the Censorship board juz can't get enough of Razak Mohideen movies ( I watch some of his movies on Astro...oh yeah I feel like killing myself...and I just don't understand how can he manage to attract alot of audience out there. Well I better stop now or I just cant stop my bitchy side coming out of myself. Ciow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110813523985436518?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110813523985436518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110813523985436518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110813523985436518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110813523985436518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/02/interesting-day.html' title='INTERESTING DAY'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110795957803335182</id><published>2005-02-09T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T22:32:58.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole Day Rest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank god we have 5 days holidays for the Chinese New Year. Today I woke up at 11 and called Din and told him that I wanna a complete rest at home. Well from 11 till 6 pm, I was the whole time infront of the TV...not watching it but sleeping the whole time. The fact that I have to be in class by 8 everyday which includes saturday, my body and my mind somehow override everything that I was planning to do today. I was suppose to go to Shah Alam to pass some documents to my friend and din &amp; I was suppose to go out at nite...but my body and my mind just stopping me from doing all that. Trust me juniors you just have to be mentally and physically ready for this programme. Like Ira said "we have no life!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its All About Time Management&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, to say that we totally have no life...I guess it depends. For me its all about time management. I still manage to go out at nite with din but joining this course you juz can't afford to study last minute. Most of your mark comes from your assessments and of course you can't afford to miss classes too since everyday there wud be presentations, court sessions bla...bla...bla.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      Oh yeah, talking about not skipping classes. Last Monday, we were having a class with Mr Rama and while having a short break Mr Basir (the Programme Coordinator) came in to see this two girls. After waiting for half an hour, a bunch of students were still not in class...aper lagi he got so mad and started to reshuffle all the firms. Keshian Bon my firm partner, he was also transfered to another firm. So later Hazri &amp; Anwar (thanx guys) had a slow talk with him so everything went back to normal, except as a punishment we have to wear black n white everyday...takpelah..we all redha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Good Friend Is In Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A good fren of mine though we curse on each other everyday but he's a great pal. I've always wish that he'll find a great gal in his life since this friend of mine is such a good person. So lately I heard that he's really close to this girl (which I have so much respect on her)...I donno what's their real status but I really hope there is something certain. Well, I really2 hope things would work out for him coz a good person like him deserve a great girl in his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When U R Not Sure  If It Is Wrong Or Right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a friend which I juz got cloze to. People think she's heading for trouble. But everytime I talk to her, I see happiness in her. When people ask my opinion, I told them that I am not the right person to talk about this issue. I just pray that things would go smoothly for my dear friend. There are times you can't explain about things. As a friend the best thing to do is to be there for her.Coz there are times you think that is it is but it is actaully right &amp; there times you think it is so ideal but it is totally wrong. Well nothing is perfect in this world...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110795957803335182?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110795957803335182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110795957803335182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110795957803335182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110795957803335182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/02/whole-day-rest.html' title='Whole Day Rest.'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110795599118479695</id><published>2005-02-09T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T21:33:11.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BALISTIC TRAINING TRIP&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/Picture%2528113%2529.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/Picture%2528113%2529.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110795599118479695?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110795599118479695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110795599118479695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110795599118479695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110795599118479695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/02/balistic-training-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110693127824031944</id><published>2005-01-29T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:15:12.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>diether &amp; kristine in reality are in love &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/leo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/leo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110693127824031944?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110693127824031944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110693127824031944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693127824031944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693127824031944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/diether-kristine-in-reality-are-in.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110693475839837180</id><published>2005-01-29T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:52:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Maybe This Is Too Much....</title><content type='html'>Well some of you might think that I'm too obsessed about this Leo - Ara think. Well, I am..kata takde life. I'll be in class oops firm (poyo tak) by 8 am...ada punch card tau and paling awal 6am...if submission so far my record is 10 pm (others ada yg tidur). The thing is with me, I would rather bring back those work. Get a good bath, start working and get a good sleep (though not enough). Basically I need to be selective nowadays with the kind of tv shows that I watch. Those shows must be the ones that doesnt involve any thinking...yes...soap operas...and yes you'll get addicted..name it, filipinos, bold and beautiful ( but I cant tolerate latin soaps though...too meleret). Well I don't care if Leo or Christian wins  this SMS thingy but the most important part is they are in love rite now. Oh ah a new soap opera coming "till death do us apart" I hope Astro wud start showing rite after sana wala, tak pun during our three months holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You Daddy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad called me this afternoon and asked me about my holiday. Later he sms me and said that I'll be follwing both my mum &amp; my dad for eastern europe tour this holiday! yeehaa!!!!!Alhamdulillah...my dad asked me if I want anything for my bufday, but I told him nothing and I guess this is a bufday gift!Thank you Abah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Eastern Europe is one of my dream. I've been watching channel 15 and been telling my mum, we need to go to these places. So rite after completing my file, went straight home to KJ and my dad saw  my glowing face, gave me the tour features. So, the places that we're planing to go would be Vienna, Budapest, Krakow, Warsaw, Berlin &amp; Prague. I juz can't wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't miss American Idol. Its really crazy and extremely funny. Last thursday nite, Din and I was watching the audition for American Idol...it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go now, I look like a Panda nowadays....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110693475839837180?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110693475839837180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110693475839837180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693475839837180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693475839837180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/ok-maybe-this-is-too-much.html' title='Ok Maybe This Is Too Much....'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110693139557494258</id><published>2005-01-29T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T00:56:35.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the next soap opera...am &amp; maziah...are you ready for it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/tdduplogo2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/tdduplogo2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110693139557494258?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110693139557494258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110693139557494258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693139557494258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693139557494258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/next-soap-opera.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110693131744614396</id><published>2005-01-29T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T00:55:17.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>diether made a surprise visit in san fransisco&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/td_54.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/td_54.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110693131744614396?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110693131744614396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110693131744614396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693131744614396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110693131744614396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/diether-made-surprise-visit-in-san.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110662625232570114</id><published>2005-01-25T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T12:10:52.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vote For Leo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/tindiethappy08.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/tindiethappy08.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110662625232570114?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110662625232570114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110662625232570114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110662625232570114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110662625232570114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/vote-for-leo.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110658300519948479</id><published>2005-01-25T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T00:10:05.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With My Pwetty Gals&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/39.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/39.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110658300519948479?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110658300519948479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110658300519948479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110658300519948479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110658300519948479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/with-my-pwetty-gals.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110658208185030135</id><published>2005-01-24T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:54:41.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Marche"....dinner wif fwenz&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/19.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/19.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110658208185030135?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110658208185030135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110658208185030135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110658208185030135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110658208185030135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/marche.html' title=''/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110658189134365829</id><published>2005-01-24T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T00:17:08.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry For The Delay</title><content type='html'>Thank god tomorrow is holiday...one day off is something precious for me nowadays. Whatever it is those that will be entering for hons. all i can say is make sure you are mentally &amp; physically fit! Trust me, the first 2 weeks of classes about 4 gals fainted I heard...hmm..so u can imagine. Like i said in the previous entry...I wouldnt wanna talk about the work....(wwaa!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sana Wala Nang Wakas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People out there yg ikut this series please vote for leo. Why....coz:&lt;br /&gt;1. He's so macho! look at his arms&lt;br /&gt;2. Dier tak kuat nangis macam si Christian tu&lt;br /&gt;3. He likes Ara although he knows that Ara's mom was a suspect for a murder case . Yet he loves Ara.&lt;br /&gt;4. He's more romantic&lt;br /&gt;5. His family do not discriminate ppl...esp. the grandfather&lt;br /&gt;6. And puhlease....excuse Christian curly hair yg berminyak tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: thanx mum for recording all the series for me. Sayang mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My bufday....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best birthday that I ever had. The nite before my birthday, my friends and I had dinner at marche. It was a lovely place and of course the food was really good. I had salmon...hmmm...talking about it my perut dah bunyi. Celebrated my bufday that nite together with ili and na...not to forget thank you nana daud for decorating the place that nite.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Din brought to this Japanese Restaurant "mizu" at Jalan Telawi. Of course I had tones of Unagi (japanese eel) and salmon...the best part was the raw goose liver.....damn tasty! though the place was quite expensive but it was worth it. for japenese food fans out there, i fully recommend you this place!Of course both of us had a small party at Social after that ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...i really wanna write some more but the katil memanggil2....need to get those sleeps. Yesterday i couldnt sleep...the heat at shah alam is also making me mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110658189134365829?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110658189134365829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110658189134365829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110658189134365829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110658189134365829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/sorry-for-delay.html' title='Sorry For The Delay'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110580898332546280</id><published>2005-01-16T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T01:09:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday and I'm Back..for a while..eeerrrr!</title><content type='html'>Busy and tired....yes the two words that I can say about the past 2 months. All I can say...this hons. programme......I have no life at all. class starts at 8 and finishes at 7..of course we have to stay back to complete our assignments.....&lt;br /&gt;A good start for me, met new ppl, communicate with people who I didnt talk to for the past 2 years ( how ego i was...kata hati kering), and of course manage to be a partner in Daud &amp;amp; Co...hehe..Honestly, I love this programme compared to the LLB. Its more on the practicality of law. We have mock trial under my beloved pn vijaya, we are also a so called conveyancing lawyer, mathematics during our remedies class...and the best part is our forensic class under the Bukit Aman Forensic Team....(i.e. CSI Kuala Lumpur). We had the opportunity to go for balistic training under the police supervision...it was superb! Don't wanna talk about the work load....it wud make me mad.&lt;br /&gt;I'll write some more...maybe tomorrow...juz need to get those precious nite sleep........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110580898332546280?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110580898332546280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110580898332546280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110580898332546280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110580898332546280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2005/01/holiday-and-im-backfor-whileeeerrrr.html' title='Holiday and I&apos;m Back..for a while..eeerrrr!'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110131005393060471</id><published>2004-11-24T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T23:34:17.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mont Kiara Flea Market</title><content type='html'> &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana Daud, Me and Hanisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110131005393060471?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110131005393060471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110131005393060471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110131005393060471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110131005393060471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/mont-kiara-flea-market.html' title='Mont Kiara Flea Market'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110130924609715303</id><published>2004-11-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T23:14:06.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new student for the third time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    This is the third time that I had to be registered as a new student in UiTM. First during matriculation, second for my LLB programme and yesterday for my Hons. programme. For the first time I've decided to register early in the morning since I have sthg going on later. My goodnes the crowd...I just can't describe. Just imagine the line was from DSB till Affin Bank. Me, Ana and Ira got so frustrated, so I decided to go to the toilet first with Ana while Ira wants to line up. All the sudden Ana wanted to check whats going on infront. I was following Ana from behind while looking around for anyone that I know. End up I lost Ana, with my mata rabun I was walking so fast searching for her and sedar2 terus masuk dalam DSB. This mak guard approached me and asked "dik, nak cari aper ni?"...I gave her this confused look "Cik, toilet kat mana." I was expecting for her to show me the toilet outside DSB but I was lucky that she actually showed me the one inside DSB. So I went inside the toilet, nak kencing tak rasa, alone thinking what to do...so I went out again hoping that the guard would not notice me. Again I was lucky there was this crowd was coming in and Shakira was there, so alhadulillah I manage to daftar. Wanted to call Ana and Ira but takde credit. There was a slight guilt coz other people had to line up then Daud called me "hei Jas, I got in through the side door" Oh thank god I was not the only rule breaker...I smiled and said "I got in through the toilet". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     A day before yesterday went out shopping with my dad and mum at KLCC. Thanks abah. I donno between all shopping complexes nothing can beat OU. We had dinner at this place in Aseana and I just love the designs by milo from Bali and the latest buckle for wrap around sarongs. Wanted to buy tapi fikir I already have my raya bajus...maybe next raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   Today I went out with my mum and my two naphews to watch the incredibles. I enjoyed the show and of course those two rascals were laughing like mad. We had japanese soba for lunch ang guess who was sitting beside me ..Paul Moss. I told Daud about it, and he asked me to sing infront of paul moss. Aper perli ker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Later I went out with my darling din. He was showing me his new handphone that he just bought. It was a very good buy. So we went jalan2 at midvalley then later had coffee at starbucks in bangsar. I just love you so much sayang. Like nana daud said, you're like in heaven rite now jas. Sayang you really treat me like a princess (though I know he won't be reading this). Thank you for being the most understanding boyfriend on earth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110130924609715303?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110130924609715303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110130924609715303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110130924609715303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110130924609715303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-student-for-third-time.html' title='new student for the third time'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110097034754254295</id><published>2004-11-21T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T01:05:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cousin and her predictions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    My cousin Farah or Aa'ah who is a medic student came back home for raya. She didn't discuss anything about human organs or biology, instead she came back with a different kind of knowledge which she learnt from her Indonesian friends...to predict your future in love using tarrot cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   So I tried..thank god both din and I  love each other but there will be some kinda halangan along the way. Another cousin of mine Epit tried, but too bad Aa'ah said Epit hanya bertepuk sebelah tangan and asked him to go for another girl. Funny part is my mum tried (nak jugak..)..according to Aa'ah, both my mum and my dad love each other  but then ada laki minat kat my mum...all of us were laughing like mad! My mum was saying "aik tua-tua mak teh pun ada orang minat"...oh well Aa'ah...anything new don't forget to share with  us aight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110097034754254295?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110097034754254295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110097034754254295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110097034754254295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110097034754254295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-cousin-and-her-predictions.html' title='My Cousin and her predictions...'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110096299987779196</id><published>2004-11-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T23:03:19.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kak Pah..oh..Kak Pah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     All over Malaysia people are talking about Syarifah Aini on her false police report and self inflicted injuries. I really pity Kak Pah, I mean for god sake she's a veteran singer...why can't we just give her a break. I'm not really concern about the truth behind all this stories but one thing which I learned from my evidence class....not all evidence represent the truth aight. But I was so annoyed when I read this particular article in one a not so popular daily newspaper. There was this interview with an ustaz (according to my mum the ustaz appears on tv for ceramah agama). He stated that he would be able to cure Syarifah Aini by asking her to enter into a mosque in the middle of the nite...if tak insaf jugak...she needs to enter into the liang lahad. And he added that he knew what Kak Pah did previously and let it be a secret between both of them. I may not have a vast knowledge on Islam but I do know the basic of it. As far as I'm concern "menjatuhkan aib orang" is strictly prohibited in Islam. I once asked my mum whether should I salam another Muslim man because at that time I was confused, you know some Muslim man are not comfortable with it. My mum told me that unless your uncles you don't have to salam but if the man actually hulurkan tangan dulu you have to salam back in order not to jatuhkan aib that man (not to drop his water facelah)...now that sounds logic. So basically what I'm trying to say here is the same principle applies to that ustaz. I feel that he should not at the first place told the reporter that he knows all" perbuatan "Kak Pah. First he has no right to judge Kak Pah and again he has no right to say those things which would create social sanction towards her. I feel so sad when this things happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;           Islam is so beautiful, simple and flexible but some people are making it so complicated and making it look so hostile. Don't get me wrong, I'm not against the ustaz but some of them has wrong approach in Islam. I believe that Islam is not a religion which is difficult to follow. Whenever we've traveled, we have no problem in praying. We can jama', pray in the bus and even in the plane while sitting. And I would not forget this incident, whereby my whole family and I were in Chicago and except for me, my whole family went inside a Mosque in Chicago to pray. I wanted to go in but my mum didn't let me since I was not wearing tudung. So as people are coming in and out of the Mosque, I guess the Imam saw me sitting outside, so he came out and insisted that I should come in. So I told him I can't pray and plus I'm not covering my head. And he said "It's ok, just come in..it's very cold outside". I look at him... he's not young and he does look like a conservative man, with the long white beard and the jubah and at that time I was wearing this tight top and fitting jeans. And yet he himself came out to actually invite me in. How I wish that most of our religious leaders could be like him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110096299987779196?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110096299987779196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110096299987779196' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110096299987779196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110096299987779196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/kak-pahohkak-pah.html' title='Kak Pah..oh..Kak Pah'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110093451932854324</id><published>2004-11-20T14:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T15:08:39.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      This raya is a good one! So happy with my final result and still getting duit raya he..he..and I just discovered that alor setar is a good place to shop for good shoes and its cheap! Orang pergi beraya but my mum, my sis-in law and I went shopping during second hari raya. I bought 3 pairs of shoes and my mum I think 4 kot. The thing is I can't find those designs in KL coz I think those shoes came straight from Bangkok. My dad called my mum and I Imelda Marcos in the making. That nite we had BBQ party. We had fresh udang galah, sotong, chicken, and beef (farah &amp; nana, if ur reading this..sedap giler kan!). I just visited zeti's blog and dd's web...damn I envy you guys, having the experience to celebrate raya abroad and dd I find that you are still loyal to kebaya ketat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     I finally have a degree and one more year for hons. Alhamdullillah my parents are happy with my result. Well I just hope that I'll do well for my hons programme. Kinda excited but afraid of the stress and the workloads...err...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Went out with hanisah and nana daud yesterday. First we went to Cat Whiskers at Damansara (it is better than the one in Hartamas) and yes! I got this black bag with a big ribbon. Nana was like "jas you are stupid if you don't get this bag". After that we went to OU for dinner. We ate at Uncle Chin. hanisah was rite, it is better than Chicken Rice Shop. Later we found out that the place is under Dave's management (no wonderlah..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     This week will be a busy one. Going out with my darling din after this, tomorrow with hanisah and nana daud to mont kiara, monday with my parents to shop for my hons. dress code (yer kiter berblack and white lah next sem...), and tuesday with my nephews to watch the incredibles. Just one more week before classes start...I want more holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110093451932854324?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110093451932854324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110093451932854324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110093451932854324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110093451932854324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya_20.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-110093451489902720</id><published>2004-11-20T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T15:08:34.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      This raya is a good one! So happy with my final result and still getting duit raya he..he..and I just discovered that alor setar is a good place to shop for good shoes and its cheap! Orang pergi beraya but my mum, my sis-in law and I went shopping during second hari raya. I bought 3 pairs of shoes and my mum I think 4 kot. The thing is I can't find those designs in KL coz I think those shoes came straight from Bangkok. My dad called my mum and I Imelda Marcos in the making. That nite we had BBQ party. We had fresh udang galah, sotong, chicken, and beef (farah &amp; nana, if ur reading this..sedap giler kan!). I just visited zeti's blog and dd's web...damn I envy you guys, having the experience to celebrate raya abroad and dd I find that you are still loyal to kebaya ketat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     I finally have a degree and one more year for hons. Alhamdullillah my parents are happy with my result. Well I just hope that I'll do well for my hons programme. Kinda excited but afraid of the stress and the workloads...err...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Went out with hanisah and nana daud yesterday. First we went to Cat Whiskers at Damansara (it is better than the one in Hartamas) and yes! I got this black bag with a big ribbon. Nana was like "jas you are stupid if you don't get this bag". After that we went to OU for dinner. We ate at Uncle Chin. hanisah was rite, it is better than Chicken Rice Shop. Later we found out that the place is under Dave's management (no wonderlah..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     This week will be a busy one. Going out with my darling din after this, tomorrow with hanisah and nana daud to mont kiara, monday with my parents to shop for my hons. dress code (yer kiter berblack and white lah next sem...), and tuesday with my nephews to watch the incredibles. Just one more week before classes starts...I want more holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-110093451489902720?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/110093451489902720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=110093451489902720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110093451489902720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/110093451489902720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109995351950138755</id><published>2004-11-09T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T06:38:39.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysians and Instructions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;         Do Malaysians have problem with instructions? I took the LRT to go back home from Jln TAR. When I was going down the escalator my mum was asking me to stand on my right, so I did. In any country which has the underground system (The tube in London, MRT Singapore and France), you are supposed to stand on  your right to give way to people who are in a rush. So I stood on my right but then almost everyone were not doing so. I thought maybe the LRT station does not have such rule but later I noticed that  the instructions were placed along the escalator. Most of these people do not see the significant of such rule. First LRT is meant for people who are in a rush i.e. to avoid the traffic and to get to one place to another fast. So by standing on your right at least people who are in a rush do not have to say "excuse me" to 20 people who are blocking the way and of course such rule is to avoid any accidents. Just imagine if a guy was in a rush and he was running down the escalator and all the sudden bang into someone who is standing on left and worst if there are other people infront of him (just imagine if there are children). I don't blame the public totally since LRT is a new kind of transportation in Malaysia, at least the LRT people should educate the public on TV or in the newspaper. Well is nothing new that Malaysians tend to take things for granted. Until something bad happen, then we finally realised the significant of it. Just like Canny Ong's case, after the tragedy now we can see all basement carparks has proper amount of lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Another example would be our toilet. Sometimes I wonder, why do people want to step (mencangkung) on the toilet sit when it is alot more easier to actually sit on it. Worst there is an insruction with picture illustration which shows that we are not suppose to step on the toilet sit but to sit on it instead. Just imagine  if a tourist saw such instructions. They must be thinking "Malaysia has one of the tallest building in the world but the people does not know the proper way to sit on a toilet. I've travelled to any places and &lt;em&gt;'we can be proud that our country is the only country which display such instruction'&lt;/em&gt;. Come on,  if you feel geli to sit on the toilet sit, just take the tisu paper, cover the sit and you'll get a clean toilet sit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Talking about LRT, when LRT was first launched and it was free for the whole month. My frien andd I ate chewing gum on the LRT and all the sudden this selekeh lady came up to us and scolded us about the chewing gum. My friend and I were like "Minah giler mana lah ni." So when the LRT stop at the next station she came out and called the guard. Next thing, both of us kene halau from the LRT. When we came out, the guard told us to throw the chewing gum and apoligized to us because that lady was one of the big boss of LRT (menyamarlah konon, no wonder she was extra selekeh). My friend and I was laughing and told the guard that he doesn't have to apologize, it was our fault. I wasn't angry at all in fact I was proud that they were serious in maintaining the LRT. But one thing about our ppl, "hangat2 tahi ayam"..now people are eating and drinking on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109995351950138755?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109995351950138755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109995351950138755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109995351950138755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109995351950138755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/malaysians-and-instructions.html' title='Malaysians and Instructions'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109993473193892727</id><published>2004-11-09T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T01:25:31.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Last sunday, my mum and I decided to go to Jalan TAR. We went out as early as 9 am in order to avoid the crowd. We took the LRT due to the raining season (I don't want my car to end up in a flood). Almost all stalls were open that morning and this time the bazaar is more interesting than ever. I manage to get Camillia kinda rantai for only RM 15 (other places would be more than RM 50) and the best item that I bought would be batik jawa (its illegal to bring into Malaysia..I wonder how these ppl got away). The batiks were beautiful and its cheap! I manage to get the odd colours that I ever wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Raya cookies and baju raya. Well not in my dictionary. I guess it is partly true when people say that raya is mainly for the kids. Now, for me raya would be visiting my grandma, my aunts and uncles in Alor Setar and most of the time I'll be infront of the TV watching astro. But thank god I have ranggi aunties, they are planning to have a BBQ party during second hari raya..yeehaa! What I'm looking forward is to watch all those Malay Movies which can be considered new and laugh as loud as I can. The most horrible Malay movie that I watch during raya was Mendam Berahi. The story was about this three girls( ala-ala charlie angels) trying to rescue the world. I can't forget this two scenes (just imagine I watch it 2 years back and still can't get rid of it till now) First one of the girls showed a huge world map and said "Ini adalah Filipina"..and the other two replied "oh...Filipina" (for god sake a kindergarten girl would know where is Filipina just by looking at the map by herself). The second scene was when the girls were shooting the bad guys and all the sudden a bus which was far away from the scene crashed (it was the first movie to use the technology  which cut a scene from another movie and paste it in another movie..its like asalkan ada letup-letup though has no link with the storyline would be  good enough). Oh well my dad and I had a good laugh sampai sakit perut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109993473193892727?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109993473193892727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109993473193892727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109993473193892727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109993473193892727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/hari-raya-fever.html' title='Hari Raya Fever'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109993016617847250</id><published>2004-11-09T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T00:19:54.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pretty ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/640/buka%20puasa%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/126/2187/320/buka%20puasa%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing from left: nyna, didah, hanim, rose, na-na, nana daud&lt;br /&gt;Sitting from left: ili, jas (me!), hani, hanisah, huda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109993016617847250?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109993016617847250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109993016617847250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109993016617847250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109993016617847250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-pretty-ladies.html' title='My pretty ladies'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109961258193007626</id><published>2004-11-05T05:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T07:56:21.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lazy Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rebut TV with my mum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;         &lt;/em&gt;I usually would not sleep after sahur (afraid I might be tired during the day and to take care of my tummy..he..he..). At 5.30am my mum and I would usually watch this Malay drama "cinta korporat: (haha...hei I'm not ashamed aight..I'll watch anything on TV). "Cinta Korporat",  looking at the title jer I feel like nak termuntah. Once I asked my dad to watch with me and he noticed the part when there was this board meeting going on in the drama and he commented "Semua orang pakai kot dah ok, buat dalam meeting room dah ok, but then satu kertas pun takde on table.....meeting aper tu". That's the problem with our drama sometimes, we do not emphasized on these details. Try to watch this in our local drama, the rich would eat with fork and spoon and their breakfast would always be bread and jam (it is so unrealistic). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;         And the Simpsons (6am...no wonder I can't get rid of those eyebags), this would be the time there'll be a war between my mum and I. She wants to watch this Tafsir Al Quran on Prima and I wanna watch Simpsons (my mum keep on saying that I'm acting like a child coz nk tengok cartoon bout I told her Simpsons is a cartoon meant for adult though I've been watchin it since I was in primary). Of course I'll win..hehe..since my show is just half an hour and her show is one hour so my mum can watch the last half an hour (negotiation works). Yesterday I decided to sit with her while she was watching the Indonesian based program on tafsir Al Quran. My mum would have have a Quran with her for reference. So I asked her to take the Quran with the translation so she can double check. She said its ok but I keep on saying that this is the problem with Muslims, we tend to accept everything from someone who is potrayed as being religious. So my mum surrendered "Ok next time I'll use the tafsir". I guess taking law making me sceptical about everything and I guess I've manage to open up ppls mind especially my mum. My mum used to believed everything that an ustaz say but I always asked her to make her own research as well. Not that I want to challenge but one thing ppl need to bear in mind is that ppl like ustaz are also humans thus they are not perfect. If not things like ustaz merogol anak sendiri would not occur. Even the first verse of Quran which was brought down to our Prophet Muhammad asked us to read. The ustaz are here to guide us but I still believe that we need to do our own reading, from the Quran itself in order to gain certain basic idea about something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I've Grown Up (just a bit)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;        &lt;/em&gt;I (even ppl around me) used to see me as this lazy girl who doesn't know how to do all the housework (tapi takdelah sampai guna disposable panties and plates...well elin I guess the rumors makers are going for the extreme approach rather than the logical approach..hehe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;        I guess it all started when my maid went back to Indon for one month. I had to do all the house works.  Just imagine I had to mop, clean the garden , hang the clothes and sweep the floor everyday (I've never notice my maid doing all this everyday). And of course going out with Din who is a perfectionist, there is no ala kadar in terms of house work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;        And I just discovered that I love cooking. All started with my lasagna and Din's favourite seafood carbonara. Now I've learnt to cook Thai and Chinese dishes. So my mum is exploiting me by making me the cook of the family. Oh ya, I've just made this crab and cream cheese popiah....something new and you won't find this outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reality Show Marathon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8pm-well Smallville is not a reality show but I can't miss it. Not because of Clark Kent but that cunning Lex Luthor. Didie if you're reading this, I heard in US they have introduced Lois Lane character. Betul ker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9pm- Simple Life. Gosh those girls are brats. But so sayang they look so thrashy instead of classy. But it was so cute when they had to be the mascots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9.30-the rich, posh and loaded.That ollie guy looks like a loser..I mean he wanted to have a party on a boat but it was so hard for him to find ppl go with him. That Anna and the mum, all they know is shopping and beauty care but at least they were classy in doing so (oh yah both of them are so gorgeous). Sanders was ok, even though he's rich but at least he's doing something in his life. All I can say these ppl are living n their own world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10.00- For Love or Money. Rebekkah and Andrea were eliminated. I've realised that this guy prefers girls who are elegant and sophisticated instead of those who are gedik all the time. Andrea was really gedik, Rebekkah though she was fun, innocent but I feel that that guy  couldn't stand her annoying voice and her childishness (why do you think that guy asked Rebekkah to go back first). PJ (to me she's not that pretty) but she's the smartest among all, and if she wins she'll choose the money. I'm glad that Rachel was not eliminated, though she's bithcy and abit paranoid. That guy is really into her despite the fact that everyone complained about her. PJ is just there in case something went wrong with Rachel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109961258193007626?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109961258193007626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109961258193007626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109961258193007626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109961258193007626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-lazy-thursday.html' title='My Lazy Thursday'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109955805512439892</id><published>2004-11-04T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T16:47:35.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Bush Won....Duhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;        I've predicted that Bush would win this election despite the fact that the media had predicted 50-50 chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;        I was watching CNN last nite, and they were showing the response by the British ppl when Bush was leading. Most of them were unhappy and even one British guy stated that the Americans are ignorant and believed everything that Bush said about the weapons in Iraq and Al qaeda operating center was in Afghanistan although there was no strong evidence to back him up. Osama was not found in Afghanistan and there was no weapons in Iraq. We wonder why most Americans voted for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       During the campaigns, Kerry was focusing on improving the economy and attacked Bush on what he did to the US economy due to his anti terrorism actions. Bush on the other hand focused on combating terrorism and to ensure peace in the future. I mean between economy and security, I guess most Americans would want security first. They wouldn't want September 11 to happen again. And Bush had shown that he took actions right after September 11 i.e. attack on Afghanistan and Iraq. Yeah he did create wars in these countries but he didn't bring back those war in America and America is more secured than before.I guess it shows that most Americans who voted for Bush couldn't be bothered about what's happening with the Iraqis and Afghanistan. Of course they would want their interest and security to be place first before anyone else. Therefore they need a leader like Bush to take a very strong stand and action even if it is inhuman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      The Iraqis couldn't be bothered who would lead America. Because what's happening in Iraq as well Afghanisthan is no more about the war with America, but civil war between them. What they need is someone to restore peace in their country. Bush said he would do that, but I'm sceptical about it. What I know for sure most American couldn't care less about what the world think of Bush. All they need is someone to protect them although it would sacrifice the life of thousands of human being in other countries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109955805512439892?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109955805512439892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109955805512439892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109955805512439892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109955805512439892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-bush-wonduhh.html' title='So Bush Won....Duhh...'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109948920571764276</id><published>2004-11-03T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T21:40:05.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way I Walk </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      People said I have a weird style of walking. Ayu love to immitate the way I walk and I remember one girl was asking this person, whether she knows me or not and that girl replied "ohh..jas yang jalan lain macam tu".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     I was talking to Daud two days back and of course tak sah if we won't scream at each other. And Daud ever since matrix would attack me on the way I walk. "Jas, people would look at you not because you're attractive but because you have this weird style of walking" and I won't forget this Daud you called me ayam katek and  jalan macam itik...takper...takper...Once both of us were in HEP, he even notice one junior trying to imitate the way I walk...I wonder if it is so weird?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   Oh well, its ok. I'm proud with the way I walk and my boyfriend thinks its cute! I remember  my first date with Din at Dome. I did raised thid issue and to see what would be his response "Din, people say I walk like a duck." and he replied "Really,then both of us belong to the same species coz ppl say I walk like a penguin..". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109948920571764276?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109948920571764276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109948920571764276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109948920571764276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109948920571764276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/way-i-walk.html' title='The Way I Walk '/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109940004777694613</id><published>2004-11-02T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T20:54:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money River</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     I'm not sure about KL ppl but for most pj ppl that I know which includes me, to go to Sg. Wang would mean, we must leave the house in the morning...coz we just hate the traffic during lunch hour. So today Din and I decided to go to Sg. Wang although he threatened to bring me to Berjaya Times Square (I hate rollercoasters). I donno about others but to me Sg. Wang (though I would only go there once a year-I'm loyal to OU) the best place to observe ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enforcement Officers checking out the VCD's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time the enforcement officers do not wear uniforms anymore. Din was checking out the VCDs and suddenly this guy stoped Din from entering the shop. Keshian I tengok the chinese fellas, they were s shocked  and masam jer muker. I guess they didn't expect any visit from the unwanted visitors. But I dont understand one thing, those fellas are selling foreign movies and not our local movies. We want to protect our industry but why wanna stop these ppl from selling all these hollywood movies. Yeah...yeah..intelectual property, but to me the govt. can just close one eyes on hollywood movies. Coz Hollywood is not effected at all if our market is bad, they go for countries having big population...their own country, UK, Europe and China (thts why you see hollywood producers are taking in all the chinese actors). Like I said, there should be certain form of restrain but to only for local movies or vcds. If we wanna talk about the cinema not making money and all, the malaysian consumer today are  smart to actually pick which movies to watch in the cinema. The lines at the cinema is still long even though they can get cds outside. Again like I said, if we wanna protect just protect our local movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arab tak puasa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As usual going to Sg. Wang you can't avoid the aroma of the Famous Amos cookies..hm..yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So while lining up behind this Arab family, the wife (who's wearing tudung and jubah) and the rest of the family simply enjoy the cookies and the drinks infront of us. Din was like "selamber jer, bulan puasa dorang bulan lain kot". So Din and I got into this serious discussion about enforcement of religion. I was telling him "alah, Melayu ni over sikit."To me when it comes to puasa, it is wajib but for me the State should not place an enforcement to it. If a muslim doesn't wanna puasa, so be it. That's  between them and god. Islam is all about kerelaan hati and not paksaan. My mum was saying maybe because they all musafir. But I told her, if in a plane lain lah citer but this is shopping place i mean i don't think so the same interpretation should be applied. But I don't care if this ppl tak puasa, non of my business. But I like the fact that when I see those Arabs, they have a choice to either to puasa or not. For me without enforcement each of us would appreciate the true meaning of ramadhan and the non-muslims doesn't  see it as a form of force on us. During the first week of Ramadhan, I was approched by a chinese man in his 50's. He asked me whether I'm fasting. I said yeah. According to him, he had converted to Islam when he married his wife, Malay but he could not tahan puasa. He didn't dare to eat publicly coz he's afraid that he might be caught and added that but in Singapore such thing wont happen (pls don't argue saying that Malaysia is an Islamic Country..it just a political agenda). So I told him thats should be the way. For a "saudara baru" I would understand the fact that it would be difficult for him to adapt to the practice of fasting during Ramadhan. There were few times my family and I had to go through the Ramadhan in the UK . We continued fasting but we didn't bother whenever we saw another Malay eating while walking in London. Like I said, Islam is not about force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shopping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I bought 3 tops today (with pelik writings..18sx elements) and I was crazy over the shoes, but Din just bought one for me early last month...takper..takper..next week would be shopping trip with the gals! yeeha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109940004777694613?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109940004777694613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109940004777694613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109940004777694613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109940004777694613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/money-river.html' title='Money River'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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-8850884.post-109939673278727554</id><published>2004-11-02T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T19:58:52.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lasagna Recipe</title><content type='html'>Keshian Am...been asking for the Lasagna recipe since two weeks ago...this is just for you but if other nak salin no prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meat Sauce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oil. Add garlic (lagi banyak lagi sedap, usually I use the whole garlic tu) and 1 onion finely chopped (until golden brown, jgn hangit kay). Add 8oo grams of mince meat and cook until brown. Then can add in carrot (optional) and mushrooms (optional). If ada chicken stock lagi sodap (if not pun ok). Usually ppl use tomato puree or paste but I tak suka coz lasagna is a bit muak so I like it to have a bit of pedas2. I would recommend to use either chilli sause (yang biasa tu) or sauce Chili Thai Kimball (depends on your taste) and mix with the normal tomato sauce. Season with oregano, salt and papper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheese Sauce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the tricky part and menuntut sedikit kesabaran. Melt about 1/3 of the butter (Imporatant: api must me at the minimum) and add plain four (tepung gandum) about 3/4 of a cup. About 2 minutes add in fresh milk (usually 3/4 of kotak fresh milk). Stir until thick and smooth and add mozarella chesse. (depends on the thickness of sauce, I usually use half-make sure it is shredded). Season with salt and papper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assembly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you have prepared your bekas before doing the white sauce. Layers of lasagna I usually rendam dalam air biasa (no need to be hot and dontever rebus )Preheat oven for 170'C. Greased the baking dish bit with butter.&lt;br /&gt;Pour in meat sauce first (bout 1-2 cm thick).&lt;br /&gt;Place Lasagna layer&lt;br /&gt;Then meat sauce again&lt;br /&gt;Baru cheese sauce&lt;br /&gt;Place another Lasagna Layer&lt;br /&gt;Meat Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Ending with cheese sauce&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle with mozarella cheese (not so thick, just sikit2 )&lt;br /&gt;Bake in oven. Takes about 20-30 mins (if the top dah golden brown..it is already cook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: To give better taste..you must cook with love..he..he..jas poyo. Anything call me aight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8850884-109939673278727554?l=gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/feeds/109939673278727554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8850884&amp;postID=109939673278727554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109939673278727554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8850884/posts/default/109939673278727554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeouslyimperfect.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-lasagna-recipe.html' title='My Lasagna Recipe'/><author><name>itchy_mouth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619033815237090142</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></feed>
