<?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-6212180229615663545</id><updated>2012-02-11T15:41:26.325+04:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='yahoo'/><category term='Amsterdam'/><category term='sad'/><category term='silly me'/><category term='Egypt'/><category term='funny'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='grey&apos;s anatomy'/><category term='Berlin'/><category term='events'/><category term='wow'/><category term='winter'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='summer'/><category term='spring'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='class'/><category term='emo'/><category term='new year'/><category term='concert'/><category term='tv'/><category term='moscow'/><category term='contest'/><category term='raya'/><category term='Islam'/><category term='exam'/><category term='i want'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='Ramadhan'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='random'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='music'/><category term='cats'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='bengang'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='freezing'/><category term='websites'/><category term='autumn'/><category term='food'/><category term='panic'/><category term='festival'/><category term='pathetic'/><category term='search'/><category term='massad'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Tun Dr Mahathir'/><category term='Europe'/><category term='in love'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>wORds Of My hEARt</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7241010819706282408</id><published>2012-02-07T17:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T17:49:47.113+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Life is a Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>I just came back from my 12 days holiday trip!! What a rollercoaster ride it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From rushing into exam's hall, rushing to the airport straight after exams, frozed in Marrakech, soaked in Barcelona, sunburned in Lisbon and literally blown away by the wind in Madrid! Ran across Paris' Airport to catch our transit flight.. and missing the flight! had to take another route,&amp;nbsp;transiting&amp;nbsp;in Frankfurt before arriving at Moscow Sheremetyevo Airport.. and what luck, our bags weren't with us.. The bags was still in Paris when we arrived in Moscow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm glad I'm back in my cosy room and my baggage just arrived. Alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;roommate's&amp;nbsp;not back yet. It's nice to have the room all to myself. It's all messy now with clothes and souvenirs lying around the floor. I'll clean it up before my&amp;nbsp;roommate&amp;nbsp;gets back! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7241010819706282408?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7241010819706282408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7241010819706282408&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7241010819706282408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7241010819706282408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2012/02/life-is-roller-coaster.html' title='Life is a Roller Coaster'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2600726268065399962</id><published>2012-01-23T01:05:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:06:36.903+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Keep Calm and....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly77o2UMA21rnla0uo1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly77o2UMA21rnla0uo1_250.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUWAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M CURRENTLY, OFFICIALLY PANICKING!!!! MY HEART CAN'T STAY CALM AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAM'S IN LESS THAN 36 HOURS AND I FEEL LIKE I KNOW SHIT NOTHING! THE LAST TIME I FELT LIKE THIS WAS DURING MY OPERATIVE SURGERY EXAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TO MAKE MATTER WORSE, I HAVE A PLANE TO MADRID TO CATCH AT 6.50PM!!!! means I HAVE TO BE AT THE AIRPORT BY 5.30 PM. And I have no idea what time my exam will finish. It's an oral exam. So whoever goes first, finishes first. I could go in early. yes. IF I PASSED THE BLOODY MCQ QUESTIONS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes 1 hour 15 minutes from the hospital to the hostel, and 1 hour 40 minutes from the hostel to the airport. Means, I have to leave the hospital at 2PM if I want to reach the airport at 5PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I'M SO PANICKING RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray I'll pass my exams. Please pray I'll be at the airport by 5pm! I'M SO WORRIED... I want to cry... T_____________T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2600726268065399962?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2600726268065399962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2600726268065399962&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2600726268065399962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2600726268065399962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-calm-and.html' title='Keep Calm and....'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2376769388025720448</id><published>2012-01-19T00:49:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T00:58:26.255+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Twenties Girl</title><content type='html'>So, my birthday was 3 days ago. I didn't update anything because I had my 1st exam paper today. Which went pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't have any major birthday party or anything because of the exams. Yeah. Bummer. Every year my birthday falls on exam's month since I came to Moscow. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bB made a little surprise for me, where he asked Fareez to specially deliver a birthday cake for me. So he sang happy birthday and I cut the cake while skyping at 8pm Moscow time and 12 am Malaysian time. Yeah.. That's long distance for you I supposed. huhu..&amp;nbsp;He had to sleep early because he had to work. So we celebrated my birthday according to Malaysian time. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev2X_JyoTk/TxcuLEWcT0I/AAAAAAAABMY/GKVpZxC5JEs/s400/407473_10150478308256581_540941580_9244870_1877460999_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8WkNnnAhKb0/TxcuL0I-XsI/AAAAAAAABMg/rt3juev2ukA/s400/birthday+2012.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my hostel is doing re-wiring, and currently their re-wiring my floor. So, I'm staying at my Sasha's room for a week. So she and her blockmates made pancake for me, and we had another candle-blowing-birthday celebration at 12 midnight Moscow time. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJIkGJgVI74/TxcvW9-BgYI/AAAAAAAABMo/chhVJsS4YE0/s400/DSC04989.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OH! My mom made this really cute card for me! It's really cute!!! My mom always has been very creative. How else would she be so awesome at her job, right?! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ_VYd_atX0/Txcvv3nToaI/AAAAAAAABMw/HOWmWHgWaHQ/s400/mama.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it cute?! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, this year's celebration is small but quite special too. Even though we're far apart, we're always have each other's hearts. I miss you all! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: Still waiting for my sister's card to arrive. She made a card for me too! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2376769388025720448?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2376769388025720448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2376769388025720448&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2376769388025720448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2376769388025720448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenties-girl.html' title='Twenties Girl'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev2X_JyoTk/TxcuLEWcT0I/AAAAAAAABMY/GKVpZxC5JEs/s72-c/407473_10150478308256581_540941580_9244870_1877460999_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4125383414449083566</id><published>2012-01-17T18:52:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:56:09.099+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MY EXAM'S TOMORROW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxwlf17rmm1qgujfno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxwlf17rmm1qgujfno1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya Allah, please don't let this happen to me tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you ease all my concerns. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish me luck!!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4125383414449083566?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4125383414449083566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4125383414449083566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4125383414449083566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4125383414449083566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2012/01/tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8881258738561558014</id><published>2012-01-09T14:35:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:38:57.470+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Life is Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;‎"How often do we hear others say, “Oh, I’ll travel when I retire,” “I’ll travel when the kids are grown,” “I’ll travel when the house is paid off”? I hear these excuses all the time. But you know what happens? Age. And stress. And, well, life. Life happens, and by the time you retire and your kids are grown and your house is paid off, you have bad knees and weak lungs and you simply can’t visit all those places you dreamed about in your youth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm walking, till I can't walk no more and spending every penny I have. Because memories can't be bought, and we can't bring wealth to death. &amp;nbsp;What I have is enough, if I can put food in my mouth and pay my bills. If Allah swt decides to give me more, I'll be more than ever grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the world while I can walk. Even when I'm married and have children. I will bring my children to every places that I go. I won't wait for them to grow up. Money can be found. But time, we can never get back the time that we lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8881258738561558014?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8881258738561558014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8881258738561558014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8881258738561558014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8881258738561558014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-is-short.html' title='Life is Short'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-9084472116349434261</id><published>2012-01-05T14:18:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:22:46.546+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>"I do, dont I?"</title><content type='html'>I'm tired of everyone asking when I'm gonna say "I do". It's not that I don't want to sit on the pelamin and be thrown with bunga rampai and perfume water. It's just that I am just not ready to take that big step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels scary to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was all out for it 5 years ago. It was in one of my wishlist to be married at 25. Try searching the post in the archive 4 or 5 years ago, I'm sure you'll find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 25 in less than 2 weeks and I am scared as hell to get married and I'm so tired hearing people asking me, "so, when is your turn?, when's your big day?". I think all my single and in a relationship friends are going through the same thing as me. I don't know who gets it harder, the single ones or the in a relationship ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my friends getting engaged, getting married like its so easy to do. So why is so hard for me? It's the same feeling when people ask me "when are you going to wear hijab?" yerp. the same exact feeling. When I just feel like running away every time people ask me that. Yeah, I've been with the same guy for almost 5 years now, but I see relationships go wrong even after 10 years together. Yeah yeah. Don't you people start with me about the relationships because of Allah swt and the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this couple did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3k75QdqW9Yk" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've summed up why I don't want to get married (yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everytime we fight, we break up. Like how is that supposed to make me feel secured when we're married. Don't fight? yeah. like that's going to work. So every time we fight we'll ask for divorce? How does it work? Do we feel differently when we're married, because divorce are such a hassle, do we just break up while we're married and then get back together? LOL! I can't seem to find that security from him yet. Every time I cry, he leaves. I just can't stand that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Both of us can't decide where we'll be staying after marriage. I mean, I want to stay in Kuantan of course but he doesn't want to stay near the mother in law, and I don't want to stay in Johor!! KL is ok, but my heart still says Kuantan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ceremony will be tiring. Yeah, I wish I want a small wedding, a true Islamic wedding but I'm sure my mom won't allow it. You see, my family is big, REALLY BIG. My grandfather on my father's side has 4 wives and 20 children and my mom has 9 siblings. So you can imagine. Plus my parents are upper class people, so they have reputation. I really doubt they'd go for a wedding in the mosque.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The truth is, I just don't think I'm ready to be a wife. Not until my bB let go of the things he wants me to be, but accept me. I can't stand his bickering of me not covering my hair, although the topic has stopped for quite some time now, I'm sure it'll resurface soon. Maybe I'll get married once I'm ready to wear hijab. haha.. I'm praying every day that I'll open my heart to His religion, but I just can't take it when other people keep asking me to do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx2xsajKTE1qmd59co1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx2xsajKTE1qmd59co1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the time comes, it'll come. Only Allah knows. InsyaAllah, I won't stray. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self: Kenapa susah sangat nak buat pahala? Kalau hati tak ikhlas pun tak guna rasanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get married, when he can stand in front of me and watch me &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;when I'm upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-9084472116349434261?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/9084472116349434261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=9084472116349434261&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/9084472116349434261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/9084472116349434261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-do-dont-i.html' title='&quot;I do, dont I?&quot;'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3k75QdqW9Yk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-712407827418392894</id><published>2012-01-02T17:38:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:41:15.202+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>New Soul</title><content type='html'>First post of 2012!! woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to those who're still on holidays and enjoying the New Year. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I need to start STUDYING!!!! My exam's will be on 18th and 24th January. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; How I wish I could skip those exams and wen't straight to my winter trip. But they're state exams! State Exams means, if you fail, you have to repeat the whole semester all over again... HUWAARGH! Doesn't that makes you feel better? NOT! As scared as I am, I find it very hard to start studying. Oh God, help me! My batchmates said, 6 years are taking it's toll, but I think I'm just being lazy. I hope my momentum is coming soon! I really need them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I'll be announcing where I'm going this winter break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be stopping by &lt;b&gt;MADRID&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;MARRAKECH&lt;/b&gt;, to &lt;b&gt;BARCELONA&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;LISBOA&lt;/b&gt; and back to Madrid before flying off to Moscow. These places are the reason I can't concentrate on the papers in front of me, because I keep wanting to search about the cities and make itineraries. Usually, my bB makes the bookings, the itineraries, the tours. I just follow. I'll be going with 4 more girls.&amp;nbsp;Since I'm the leader for this trip,&amp;nbsp;I'm a bit worried, because guys are usually more organize and has better sense of directions. That's why I'm like studying the cities one by one, so we won't get lost or waste energy. I really should transfer this energy to the exams coming up!! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me the best of luck for my finals and my winter trip! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwnzp8z68k1qhph63o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="331" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwnzp8z68k1qhph63o1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. The city you all thought was San Francisco, it's actually Lisboa in Portugal. The bridge called &lt;u&gt;25 de Abril Bridge&lt;/u&gt; is actually a twin of the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, USA. It was built by the same company that built the Golden Gate Bridge. Google it! ;-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-712407827418392894?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/712407827418392894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=712407827418392894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/712407827418392894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/712407827418392894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-soul.html' title='New Soul'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7012690633994134774</id><published>2011-12-31T23:59:00.014+04:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:28:12.781+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>As usual, I'll write a summary of my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about 2011? I've been trying to recall what happen for the past year. I've been looking at my facebook picture albums and my blog posts. I can say, 2011 is pretty mediocre. Nothing really super major happened. I was pretty happy this year and I can say money wise is also quite good. I didn't go bankrupt like last year. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best birthday surprise ever! I was just in awe. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside was 2011 is the year where I had the most break ups. I think. I lost count how many times we broke up this year and we also had 1 serious break up. Yeah, he's all stressed out with I don't know what exactly. Maybe it's the final year thing, maybe financial stuffs. Not so sure, but we had a major big fight and ended up with a break up. He dumped me. Then there was another break up where I dumped him because I was just disappointed with the time we're spending with each other. Yeah. I'm pathetic like that. In my mind was, I wanted to spend as much time as possible in the final year in Moscow with him but in his mind was, he wanted to make me to spend as little time as possible with him as practice for the next semesters without him. There was a time also, where he asked to be separated for a month. I was like, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! A MONTH?!!". Yeah, we always have our disagreements like this. So we ended up breaking up. And making up again after 3-4 days. That's love for you I guess. You can't spend too much time together, but you can't spend time apart longer than a week. Confusing much? Tell me about it... Oh yeah! there was also that break up where he decided he didn't want me to perform for MASSAD, 2 weeks before the event. Like WTF right? I practiced for almost a month, and he decided I can't dance 2 weeks before the event. But everything turn out ok in the end. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another was that my dad had a stroke. Alhamdulillah, he's all fine now. Although he does complaint about his left hand being weak and having some short-term memory loss. As long as he knows who he is and who we are, then that's good enough. I miss him sometimes. I called him for his birthday last week, but both of us don't have that father-daughter relationships like most people do. It was the most awkward call ever!!! Seriously. I almost felt regret for calling him. Might have just sent him an sms instead like every year. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer was fun. In Moscow, in Italy and in Malaysia. It was just a perfect Summer and also I got to spend Aidilfitri at home after 6 years spending it abroad. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm... what else? I guess, that's pretty much the highlights of 2011. I can't really think of anything else. It's pretty mediocre. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I call 2011 - The Break-up Year? ;-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see what I've accomplished in 2011. View last year's post&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/downhill-year.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANNA'S 2011 RESOLUTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;I still want to settle all my exams on time.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I did settle all my exams on time. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Travel to all the places in my &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/gravity.html"&gt;GRAVITY&lt;/a&gt; post. But I doubt that I can travel to all those places in 1 year. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yeah. I didn't managed to travel to all those places in ONE YEAR but I went to one of the list which is ITALY! and I'm going to Morocco at the end of this January!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mengaji at least 1 ayat per day. I really want to accomplish this!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I went from 1 ayat per day to 1 page per day. I'm actually quite proud with myself. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to let things go. I can't keep brooding over things that upsets me! &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I actually tried. but it's not as easy as I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be patient. Always. &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It's the same for this one too! I'm actually even more hot-tempered than usual!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't bother so much over other people's problems. They didn't ask me to solve it. &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I can't stand people who don't solve their problems. I know it's their problems! but why can't they solve it?!!! I can't help solving it for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live freely and happily! &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;HAHA. I'm living quite happily, but freely? not so sure about that. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loose weight or at least get a slim curvy body! :P &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;BIGGEST FAILURE EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Keep saving money. Buy GOLD! :D&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I can say I'm quite proud with this. I did bought 1 gold coin, and I've been saving quite well too. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 out of 9.. haha.. that's actually quite bad isn't it? :-P Hope I'll do better with 2012's resolutions! So here goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;ANNA'S 2012 RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pass all my final year exams and GRADUATE! Please pray that I'll graduate this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel as much as I can before work starts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study as preparation for work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Khatam the Quran. Or at least reach until half.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more patient, be more understanding, let things that upsets me go, be more humble.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be mentally prepared for work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have fun in my final year in Moscow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to every metro station in Moscow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch ballet show at the Bolshoi Theater.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep saving money!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have that slim curvy body before I go back to Malaysia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be an awesome HO. (that's just a wish! I have biggest doubt I'll ever be awesome. Not in the beginning anyway.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I'll achieve everything next year! I've never really had a 100% success on my resolutions.. :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwz4kjQK551r8knmso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwz4kjQK551r8knmso1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7012690633994134774?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7012690633994134774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7012690633994134774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7012690633994134774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7012690633994134774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2080320199205345220</id><published>2011-12-27T19:30:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T19:44:03.035+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Let it Snow</title><content type='html'>It was snowing non-stop for almost a week. Yesterday it stopped in the morning, and a blizzard came in the afternoon. I couldn't pay attention in class looking at the snow outside the window. I was scared to endure it, and boy was I right to be scared. I couldn't open my eyes while walking. I was walking in the blizzard with my eyes closed! It was so horrible! I was convinced if I stood for more than 5 minutes, I'll be a snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the temperature went up above zero today, and all the snow was melting. Weird, weird weather we have this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's another sneak peek of where I'm going this winter. Hope you guys can guess it! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FIRST STOP (this is where we needed the visa):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moroccansightseeing.com/imgs/img6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://www.moroccansightseeing.com/imgs/img6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2599/4171302585_8980dcefce_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2599/4171302585_8980dcefce_z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SECOND STOP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.motto.net.ua/img/places/1297949292_C1E0F0F1E5EBEEEDE0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://www.motto.net.ua/img/places/1297949292_C1E0F0F1E5EBEEEDE0.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-_YUPRio7g/TcRC96IBldI/AAAAAAAACmI/6LUqtVa5RdY/s1600/FC+Barcelona+team+Wallpapers+%25284%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-_YUPRio7g/TcRC96IBldI/AAAAAAAACmI/6LUqtVa5RdY/s400/FC+Barcelona+team+Wallpapers+%25284%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIRD STOP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5229/5747908244_057ce78fe1_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5229/5747908244_057ce78fe1_z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1.trekearth.com/photos/3037/ponte25abril-cristorei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://i1.trekearth.com/photos/3037/ponte25abril-cristorei.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FOURTH STOP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://euguide.ru/wp-content/gallery/madrid/madrid_22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://euguide.ru/wp-content/gallery/madrid/madrid_22.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img0.liveinternet.ru/images/attach/c/2//68/980/68980204_00wxsbq4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://img0.liveinternet.ru/images/attach/c/2//68/980/68980204_00wxsbq4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CAN YOU GUESS NOW? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of school! yeay! but exams are less than a month away... &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; aduh. tak sabarnye nak berjalan!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will start on my 2012 resolutions soon. I can't believe we're only a few days away from new year. Time flies by so fast. This will probably be my last resolution post, as I don't think I would have time to update my blog that much once I start working. I hope it won't be the last though. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2080320199205345220?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2080320199205345220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2080320199205345220&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2080320199205345220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2080320199205345220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-_YUPRio7g/TcRC96IBldI/AAAAAAAACmI/6LUqtVa5RdY/s72-c/FC+Barcelona+team+Wallpapers+%25284%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5084171549251439886</id><published>2011-12-24T11:38:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T11:42:23.260+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>oh December, why are you so cruel?</title><content type='html'>So many unfortunate events happened in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many people pissing me off, that I actually felt like blowing something up.. Fardia gave the idea: balloons. LOL! maybe. I think Pissing Anna off in December in an annual thing, because there was so many people pissing me off last December that I actually posted &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-piss-off-anna-month.html"&gt;Lets Piss Off Anna Month&lt;/a&gt;. Let's see what will happen next December, then we'll decide if it's an annual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really want to tell this, but I really need to let it out. My roomate's ATM card got spoiled and she doesn't have any back up account. So I lent her my HSBC ATM card, since my active account is Maybank. All my allowance and transactions are in my Maybank account. HSBC is just my backup account, in case anything happen to my Maybankcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my roomate borrowed it. She transfered some of her money to the account, and I gave her my ATM card. My 'niat' when I did that account is also, if someone card got broken or lost, they can borrow mine. Well, the day happened. So. She asked my pin number. So I told her, and she asked me to repeat the number, I repeated the number, and she repeated the number, and she wrote down the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the messaged me, "anna, your pin number is (e.g) 112323 right?". I was like no. It's 113223. How the hell she managed to mess that up? I totally recall she spoke the correct number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back home, I asked her. She said she didn't manage to withdraw the money because she tried the number 2 times and got rejected. Yesterday she tried again, and now my card is blocked. *sighhhhhhhhhh.....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to say. Part of me is actually quite angry at her but part of me is quite angry at myself too for not writing it down for her. She should have called me when it was rejected the first time, she should have shown me the number that she wrote down just to be sure OR I could have written it down for her, or I could have took the money out for her instead of giving her the power of my ATM card. So many what ifs.... but it had happened but I'm still very upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called HSBC today, they said they can't issue a new card here in Moscow. Need to do it back in Malaysia. I thought they were an International Bank? So weird. So now, even I don't have a back up account. aiyaaaaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just hope nothing will happen to my maybankcard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprises me yesterday was, MY ROOMATE STILL MANAGED TO GO SHOPPING!!!! She brought back 5 big shopping bags; including new handbag, new shoes, new clothes, and I don't know what else is in that bag... HOMAIGOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I only have 6 more months. My roomate is the most gullible and naive person I have ever met. You wouldn't even think she's 24!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing that happened this December is my sister's awesome 7A1B PMR result and our visa is on the way. I need a break from Moscow. *pening*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S SOME TIPS FOR YOU NEW FRESHMEN OUT THERE WHO WANTS TO PURSUE YOUR STUDIES OVERSEAS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;HAVE 2 BANK ACCOUNT. HAVE 2 ATM CARDS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BETTER YET, OPEN A LOCAL BANK ACCOUNT. IT'D BE EASIER IF YOU LOST YOUR ATM CARD OR IF IT GETS BROKEN.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OPEN AN ONLINE BANKING ACCOUNT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BUY A STUDENT TARIFF SIM CARD. So you don't have to topup your phone every 3 months or change your number every &amp;nbsp;year. It'll be easier to get the TAC number too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5084171549251439886?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5084171549251439886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5084171549251439886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5084171549251439886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5084171549251439886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-december-why-are-you-so-cruel.html' title='oh December, why are you so cruel?'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4822915854004684103</id><published>2011-12-23T17:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T17:01:29.079+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Winter Solstice</title><content type='html'>It finally snowed in Moscow. Non-stop for 3 days now. The snow outside are like 30cm thick or more! I'm convinced if I stood still for 5 minutes outside, I could be a snowman. The weather has been so weird lately. Snow - Melt - No Snow - Snow again - Melt again - No snow again. We thought it skipped to Spring for a while. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the visa for my winter trip is on the way. Finally! Everything was so last minute. It was such a hassle trying to get it and plus with our last-minute-ness. Alhamdulillah, everything is going our way. Also thanks to our Malaysian Embassies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the visa is one the way, I'll be showing you a sneak peak of where we're going. We're going to 4 cities. The pictures here are from the 3rd city of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://0.tqn.com/d/cruises/1/0/8/L/3/lisbon005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://static.panoramio.com/photos/original/3381564.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can you guess where we're heading? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow is my dad's birthday. I'm happy he gets to live another year. Yeah, his birthday is on Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296875_10150289473306581_540941580_8410676_753525421_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday dearest Abah. May Allah grant you, your health back and a long life, so you would be able to see your children grow up, work, get married and have kids. And may you be able to see this child become a doctor. hehe. Love you. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4822915854004684103?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4822915854004684103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4822915854004684103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4822915854004684103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4822915854004684103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-solstice.html' title='Winter Solstice'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2030841532807404649</id><published>2011-12-13T22:09:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T22:09:00.106+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>13.12.11</title><content type='html'>My roomate is on a massive diet (sort of). At first she looks so determined on loosing her weight (not that she is fat, but she feels she needs to be thin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she has this huge lust for sugary stuffs. A big big BIG fan of chocolates and cakes. She can't even keep her hands off my chocolates. I'm not a big fan of sugary stuffs. Sometimes when I'm on PMS I feel like I want to eat chocolate. But once I get home, I'll forget all about the chocolates. I can leave the chocolate inside the fridge for weeks and not eating them!!! She'll always end up finishing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now she only eats salad. The same kind of salad; Cabbage, Capsicum, Tomatoes and Sardines. She even bought Herbalife. But she can't control her urges to eat those sugary stuffs. Last Sunday night, she baked a cake! She gave to some of her friends, but today I see only 2 pieces of the cake left. And everyday she took one piece of my cookies. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also bought Ice-cream Malaysia which is now being left in the freezer. Everyday she asks me to eat it. But like I said, I'm not really a big fan of sugary stuffs. I love fried food though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel kinda sad for my roomate. She's so proud of her lust for food, and now she's restricting herself from her pleasure. &amp;nbsp;Plus, she's not exercising.&amp;nbsp;Like I said, it's not like she's fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm always stuck with roomates who are so weight-obsessed! My previous roomate was actually worst than the current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their life. Oh well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2030841532807404649?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2030841532807404649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2030841532807404649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2030841532807404649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2030841532807404649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/131211.html' title='13.12.11'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6229124611430748660</id><published>2011-12-11T23:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T23:03:22.347+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>This is Our Life</title><content type='html'>Been reading too many blogs lately. HO blogs, MO blogs, Pharmacists blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one of them complains. HO complains about the mistreatment of the MOs and specialist, about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WORKLOAD&lt;/span&gt;. MO complains about the attitudes of the HOs, about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WORKLOAD&lt;/span&gt;. Pharmacists complains about the attitudes of doctors, patients and the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WORKLOAD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People. It's the profession we chose. NO WORKLOAD = NO PATIENTS = NO WORK = NO MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm not working yet. So shut up right? hrmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't complain when I start working. That would be shameful. heh. :-|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6229124611430748660?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6229124611430748660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6229124611430748660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6229124611430748660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6229124611430748660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-our-life.html' title='This is Our Life'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-1521986816049425719</id><published>2011-12-10T08:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:12:20.946+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'>Back to December</title><content type='html'>It's December. Although it's not snowing yet. There was very light snow yesterday though, but it didn't last. Well, the year's about to end. Which mean, I've got to work on my &lt;u&gt;2012 Resolutions&lt;/u&gt;. Which also means, EXAM's around the corner! ERK! &amp;gt;____&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in my last cycle currently. 3 weeks of Hospital Surgery. Which will be one of the State Examination this year. The cycle started on Thursday, and our teacher explained to us the exam procedure; from the MCQ to the Oral Test. As I was listening, I can feel all the butterflies flying, crawling, running around in my tummy. This will be one of the toughest exam this year. Not to mention the TWO THOUSAND DON'T KNOW HOW MANY MCQ questions I have to memories and DON'T KNOW HOW MANY HUNDREDS Oral/subjectives/case questions. ERKKKKKK!!! UWAAAAAAAA... this is like blowing my head off or something!! @_____@ I should be starting on those questions now, like some of my friends. They've started like months ago, but as you all know me, I'm always last minute and sometimes I didn't even get to finish the materials and I solely depend on my luck and Allah swt. huuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..... (ha-ha~ *nervous laugh*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so anyway, I've finished booking and paying the flight tickets for my winter trip. Now that's left is the hostel and we also have to do visa for one of the cities that we're going. I didn't expect that country needs Visa for Malaysian citizens. I was shocked when I found out. I checked it out after paying for the flight tickets. I forgot to check it out beforehand. *sigh* Visa is such a hassle!! Hopefully everything will run smoothly. InsyaAllah. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys still won't know where I'm going until next month. Maybe. If I feel generous, I'll tell you by the end of this month. You guys can guess though. heeeee..... ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-1521986816049425719?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/1521986816049425719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=1521986816049425719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1521986816049425719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1521986816049425719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-to-december.html' title='Back to December'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8711469555651606381</id><published>2011-12-06T19:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:54:41.857+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><title type='text'>Better Together</title><content type='html'>We're back together again (sort of). Yeah. So typical of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a bit pissed at him for leaving me alone for a week though. PLUS! he laughed at my previous post. grrrrrrrrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him to "declare" his love for me again. He did. I denied it. I don't wanna be with someone who kept breaking up every time a fight comes up. (sort of). :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His status with me is "in a relationship". My status is "it's complicated". It's always complicated. Don't tell me relationships are not complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blergghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lagi skali dia mintak break up. Aku break up betul2! Nasib baik sayang. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/54a9RncFKVk" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8711469555651606381?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8711469555651606381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8711469555651606381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8711469555651606381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8711469555651606381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/better-together.html' title='Better Together'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/54a9RncFKVk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-3296370373687813961</id><published>2011-12-03T00:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:16:31.639+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Gimme A Sign</title><content type='html'>It's been a week now. I've not cooled down. I actually feel more pissed than ever! I'm not even sure if he's serious about breaking up or not. Because he changed his profile picture of us two in Rome &lt;u&gt;with a very sweet caption&lt;/u&gt;. So basically, I'm wondering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, after a fight, he'll let me be until he has cooled down or until I gave him a sign. Usually, I'm the one who goes back to him. So right now, within this week, I haven't exactly posted anything on&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;that gives any sign that he can say 'hi' to me nor have I greet him in any way (chat, message, sms or even call). I just act like nothing ever happened. I'm doing my work like normal. Nothing's bothering me. I just want to see how much he actually cares about me, about this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I'm confused. Because &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; broke up with me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And then&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/i&gt; he posted a profile picture of US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say 'hi' to him first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He was the one who dumped me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!! I see him online all the time and I didn't even appear offline like I usually do whenever I'm pissed at him. So, what more sign does he actually need? Seriously, what does he think I am? A puppy? A doll? A freakin' cyborg??? sheeesh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For him to let me be &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt; and pissed for A WEEK says that he just doesn't care anymore for this relationship, but a profile picture of US??? wtf dude? get on with it. Why are you so freaking CONFUSING?!! Trying to make me piss off another week. That's so typically you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.A.J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ahha3Cqe_fk" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-3296370373687813961?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/3296370373687813961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=3296370373687813961&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3296370373687813961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3296370373687813961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/12/gimme-sign.html' title='Gimme A Sign'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ahha3Cqe_fk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-3801777769728531373</id><published>2011-11-27T15:34:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:34:48.071+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>When your hormones goes ups and downs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 28px;"&gt;When everything else fails, and I keep on crying, you'd make it worst by saying "Let's just break up" and hangs up the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 22px; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How I wish you would just DROP EVERYTHING that you're doing and JUST PAY YOUR ATTENTION to me. All I want is just you and me always,&lt;br /&gt;Give me affection,&lt;br /&gt;I need your perfection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always 2nd to your everything. I should accept that by now. I really should. It's has been 4 years. But I can't. Because it's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why you can't stand that I cried. I know why you walk away or shut the door or hang up the phone every time tears welled up my cheeks. You can't stand the fact that you're a FAILURE. FAILURE TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, lets continue this another time, I asked you "WHEN? WHEN WILL YOU HAVE TIME? WHEN?!" and YOU SAID, "LET'S JUST BREAK UP" every time things get tough between us. Like it is the easiest thing in the world to do. When you can't figure out what I want, when you can't make the tears stop. It breaks my heart every time, but most time the words don't even have meaning for me anymore. Because you always come back. And I always accept you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you knew, all I wanted was you. And I can see that you just can't give me you. You asked me to understand your situations, but you don't understand OUR situation. MY SITUATION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ELEhqQRp9a4" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Kau tak pernah cuba memahami aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Cinta kau ucap tak pernah engkau tunjuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dan bila tiba saat ku kehilangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Beban yang tak pernah cuba kau ringankan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Maybe you'll come back like always when you've cool down. Maybe you won't. Maybe I'll be here like always. Maybe I won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-3801777769728531373?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/3801777769728531373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=3801777769728531373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3801777769728531373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3801777769728531373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-your-hormones-goes-ups-and-downs.html' title='When your hormones goes ups and downs.'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ELEhqQRp9a4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6423461359396889018</id><published>2011-11-23T07:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T07:49:11.555+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><title type='text'>Citarasa</title><content type='html'>My cousin asked me if I have any single friends to match-make with one of her friends. So I gave a few names with their facebook profile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while she said, 'better with no tudung(hijab)'. I LOLed. I mean like, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why is it so important about the girl's attire. Whether she wears a hijab or not. Even for my brother (the older one). He likes girls with no hijab. When asked "why?", he said he doesn't like girl with curly hair. So, he's like, "if she covers her hair, how would I know if she has curly or straight hair?".. Right. what if she straightened her hair?? hrmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway. I see that not all guys like and want girls who cover their hair. Or maybe they're like mine. Being with a free-hair girl, and kept asking, "when are you going to cover your hair?". &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That is just so freaking annoying&lt;/span&gt;. But I don't think my bro is like that. He never said anything to my mom about her not wearing hijab even though she's 50 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv3a9qEL3D1r02j1oo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv3a9qEL3D1r02j1oo1_400.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whatever said, men are shallow. Doesn't matter if the girl is covering her hair or not. In the end, all they want is a pretty face. And later find out, that you need a pretty heart to go along with it too. Pretty face first though. Never the heart. Then when the girl breaks his heart. tadaaaa.. yeah. That's what you get for being shallow. cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS ARE ANNOYING. nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6423461359396889018?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6423461359396889018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6423461359396889018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6423461359396889018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6423461359396889018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/citarasa.html' title='Citarasa'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5805570174358915308</id><published>2011-11-20T16:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:04:33.976+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'>20.11.2011</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot of great dates in this&amp;nbsp;millennium. Today is a Sunday. One of my friend got married today. I'm sure there're more wedding today. Just like on 11.11.11. huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing write actually. I have a lot of stuffs on my to-do-list that need completing. But as you know, how I love procrastinating, especially when I'm in front of my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: mellow, lazy&lt;br /&gt;Current playlist: Yuna Zarai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is out. I wish I want to go out. But I think I'll be staying in this weekend. I'm pretty lazy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do my laundry and just found out that the washing machine broke down. Looks like I have to hand wash my laundry now.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; adehhhh... everything just has to happen when you're already in your final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LspNJKfB0n4/Tsjsl6aoqzI/AAAAAAAABMQ/hvD8DtUY5MA/s400/DSC04068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pink Sky. A day before the snow came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I've just finished planning for my winter break trip. You guys just have to wait to know where I'm going. Hopefully everything turns out as plan. If not, I might just spend another winter in good ol' Russia. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5805570174358915308?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5805570174358915308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5805570174358915308&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5805570174358915308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5805570174358915308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/20112011.html' title='20.11.2011'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LspNJKfB0n4/Tsjsl6aoqzI/AAAAAAAABMQ/hvD8DtUY5MA/s72-c/DSC04068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6067871026622712260</id><published>2011-11-13T17:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:04:11.315+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Obedient Wives Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eaoZh7StKIs" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My non-muslim friends are circulating this video in facebook. I'm totally saddened by the fact that this club does not understand the concept of polygamy and misinterpreted the Holy Quran. I can't help but feel like, it's giving Islam a bad name, even though their intentions are good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How did women fall down so low when we are given the higher degree by Allah s.w.t? There are even a Surah dedicated to women in the Quran. Surah An-Nisa' which means "The Women". Every single welfare of women are written in that Surah. How noble are we women to be given such recognition by Allah swt?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What does the non-Muslims think about this? Of course they think it's stupid. I wish they'd understand our religion. I wish they'd understand that Islam is not stupid. I wish they'd understand how Islam gives nobility to women. I wish they'd know that this video does not convey Islam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"And if you fear that you cannot act equitably towards orphans, then marry such women as seem good to you, two and three and four; but if you fear that you will not do justice (between them), &lt;b&gt;THEN (MARRY) ONLY ONE&lt;/b&gt; or what your right hands possess; this is more proper, that you may not deviate from the right course."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(AlQuran; Surah An-Nisa':3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;O you who have believed, it is not lawful for you to inherit women by compulsion. And do not make difficulties for them in order to take [back] part of what you gave them unless they commit a clear immorality. And live with them in kindness. For if you dislike them - perhaps you dislike a thing and Allah makes therein much good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(AlQuran; Surah An-Nisa':19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polygamy are created to take care of women's welfare. The verses in the Quran stating that polygamy is accepted was﻿ received by the Prophet Muhammad S.A.W due to the fact that there were plenty of widows during his time and they were at war. Muslim men were allowed to take these widows as their wives in order to provide and take care of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the men as well the people who created OWC can see this. May Allah swt show us the way. Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6067871026622712260?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6067871026622712260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6067871026622712260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6067871026622712260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6067871026622712260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/obedient-wives-club.html' title='Obedient Wives Club'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eaoZh7StKIs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4896086197479144374</id><published>2011-11-12T14:26:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T18:30:34.242+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Circle Of Light Festival 2011</title><content type='html'>I absolutely forgot to update about the Circle of Light Festival, which was held from 21st October 2011 to 23rd October 2011 at Red Square and Gorky Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out about it by accident, because we were supposed to have a batch photoshoot at Moscow State University and Red Square on Saturday, but the photographers(the almost professionals one, they're my batchmates as well. Not the hired one) asked if there were any event going on in Red Square that we might interfere with. So I was googling around and found out about the event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographers wen't straight after our batch photoshoot. They invited me to come along, but I was too tired and cold. So I didn't go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was until they posted it on their facebook the pictures they took that night was I really regretting it. It was so beautiful!!! And I was asking around if anyone wants to come along with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I tagged along Tita, Aznira, Iqa, Elyn, Dalila, Syafiqah and Afif. We went the next day. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night in deed! Something different with different set of people. They were really outgoing and awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Red Square is set up with lights and surround sound systems. It almost felt like an Alien Spaceship is coming down to land, invade or abduct us!!! &amp;gt;___&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some of the songs they played, were so romantic, I felt sad that bB wasn't there. There were a lot of couples kissing under the night sky, full of light and music. Argh! I'm jealous! &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a really fun night. Too bad I missed the Closing Ceremony at Gorky Park. We were lazy to walk to 2 places in one night. My friend said, it was the most spectacular fireworks they had ever seen! They synchronized the fireworks with the music. I can imagine how awesome it must've be.  I really hope they'll be more awesome events like this in Moscow. I'm really sad to say this is my final year.  Here's some photo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4896086197479144374" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9ANEwQeFIk/Tr5IPErzYrI/AAAAAAAABK0/IqkimbeJOb8/s400/DSC04004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4896086197479144374" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6NE1dv6qAY/Tr5IZWNKKeI/AAAAAAAABLA/xaBCs2jQxTA/s400/DSC03977.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nvX2S_qvfaI/Tr5Ig7-J-3I/AAAAAAAABLM/uSYxLfzjpuo/s1600/DSC03995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nvX2S_qvfaI/Tr5Ig7-J-3I/AAAAAAAABLM/uSYxLfzjpuo/s400/DSC03995.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4896086197479144374" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4QCXpfbcfs/Tr5Im3ur66I/AAAAAAAABLY/qNh0tJbRlws/s400/DSC04005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4896086197479144374" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6epfTTmdoeA/Tr5Iv5WdPUI/AAAAAAAABLk/Gk0F2VfaUzA/s400/DSC04010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4896086197479144374" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p0wk8RzhACI/Tr5I1PKI3FI/AAAAAAAABLw/1H21d7JRxDk/s400/DSC04008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4896086197479144374" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6gIpwEF9KKY/Tr5JEpPnkBI/AAAAAAAABMI/2rNIvllg8LY/s400/300712_10150383491737332_581982331_8431196_758374384_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us, with some friends with MSMU. I looked like I had the time of my life! ;D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(My friend's awesome photographic skills)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos and videos in my facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's more photo on the &lt;a href="http://englishrussia.com/2011/10/24/the-circle-of-light-festival/"&gt;Opening Ceremony&lt;/a&gt; (which I also missed) and &lt;a href="http://englishrussia.com/2011/10/26/the-circle-of-light-festival-part-ii/"&gt;Closing Ceremony&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dE0dXLsRNyk" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a video of the event I found from their website. This is the opening ceremony. The day I went it was almost the same as this. The only difference was there was no one dancing on the stage and there were full of people in the Square. Enjoy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4896086197479144374?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4896086197479144374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4896086197479144374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4896086197479144374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4896086197479144374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/circle-of-light-festival-2011.html' title='Circle Of Light Festival 2011'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9ANEwQeFIk/Tr5IPErzYrI/AAAAAAAABK0/IqkimbeJOb8/s72-c/DSC04004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6722119261695941292</id><published>2011-11-11T23:11:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:11:05.581+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Once a Century</title><content type='html'>It's that date that everyone wants to make it into something special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special for me though. Although, I got a cheque from bB for RM1111.11! Weeeeee! (He's paying back the loan I gave him. bayaran hutang ye kawan2. bukan wang tunang, bukan wang hantaran nikah, bukan nak beli cinta, bukan saje2. Bf saya tak cop duit. tapi ada extra bonus ah sbb dia nak bagi nombor cantik :-P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=6722119261695941292" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDRYnQNJSGs/Tr1FTXaUoWI/AAAAAAAABKc/EsvANpTkUv0/s400/cek.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also today is my groupmate &lt;a href="http://hypog.net/crazywench"&gt;Sasha's&lt;/a&gt; birthday! So we had a little celebration at Daigon after class with Shantina and Anusya. Lovely place with excellent food! Yummmm... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=6722119261695941292" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTLIGnI4DJo/Tr1Fbf4jAlI/AAAAAAAABKo/IbhX-K0MqV8/s400/DSC04089.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.. We're gonna have a "cake cutting ceremony" at 11:11 PM tonight at her place. Awesome. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6722119261695941292?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6722119261695941292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6722119261695941292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6722119261695941292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6722119261695941292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/once-century.html' title='Once a Century'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDRYnQNJSGs/Tr1FTXaUoWI/AAAAAAAABKc/EsvANpTkUv0/s72-c/cek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2211626759649307378</id><published>2011-11-09T18:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T18:47:07.354+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><title type='text'>Knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free-islamic-course.org/images/quran.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://www.free-islamic-course.org/images/quran.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading the Quran with it's tafseer(translation) since new year. It was one of my resolutions to read at least ONE AYAT A DAY. But I've been getting better, Alhamdulillah and been reading A PAGE A DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be so difficult reading the Quran. But I'm glad it's getting better, and I hope it won't get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've only read until Surah Al-Nisa. And I really love it. Is it because I'm a feminist? haha. Not really. This ayat from Surah Al-Nisa really captured my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;table dir="rtl" style="background-color: aliceblue; color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="direction: ltr; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;"Dan Allah hendak (membersihkan kamu dari dosa dengan) menerima taubat kamu, sedang orang-orang (yang fasik) yang menurut keinginan hawa nafsu (yang diharamkan oleh Allah itu) hendak mendorong kamu supaya kamu menyeleweng (dari kebenaran) dengan penyelewengan yang besar bahayanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="" id="4-28" style="color: #004571; font-family: 'Traditional Arabic'; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ا&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="direction: ltr; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;Allah (sentiasa) hendak meringankan (beban hukumnya) daripada kamu, kerana manusia itu dijadikan berkeadaan lemah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Surat Al-Nisa ayat 27-28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love it because it makes me feel like I have hope. I love it because it shows how Merciful Allah swt is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It made me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2211626759649307378?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2211626759649307378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2211626759649307378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2211626759649307378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2211626759649307378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/knowledge.html' title='Knowledge'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5765237367401011675</id><published>2011-11-05T17:04:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T21:48:29.372+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><title type='text'>Salam Eid-ul Adha</title><content type='html'>I would like have this opportunity to wish every Muslim across the world a happy and blessful Eid-ul Adha. May this Eid brings us more prosperity and hidayah to be closer to Allah s.w.t. Ameen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish one day, soon, to have the opportunity to perform Hajj too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu46knc62Z1qbkndro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu46knc62Z1qbkndro1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SELAMAT MENUNAIKAN IBADAH HAJI KEPADA YANG BERADA DI TANAH HARAM. SEMOGA MABRUR! ^___^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5765237367401011675?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5765237367401011675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5765237367401011675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5765237367401011675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5765237367401011675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/11/salam-eid-ul-adha.html' title='Salam Eid-ul Adha'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7532467269177904056</id><published>2011-10-30T22:17:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T22:18:20.873+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ow0d4g0hNXs/Tq10us-9CpI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9IlaqiP2Kmw/s1600/sister.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ow0d4g0hNXs/Tq10us-9CpI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9IlaqiP2Kmw/s400/sister.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's obsession over her imaginary "tummy"... and she believes she got the muffin top..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is so freaking thin, you can actually give her names, like A Walking Plank or A Walking Stick or Twig or whatever because she's like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;She's 35kg and she's obsessed with her weight and body image. Like seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for her photos but couldn't find one with her tummy exposed. I wished I had taken a picture of it.. but so far, this is latest and best pic I could find to show how her body looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182093_1899777373714_1220048737_32267557_4948832_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see those legs?? Remember that photos add 20% extra body fat... :-p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was just describing how her tummy looks like to my friend, which she asked me how thin is my sister because she looked "cengkung"... her tummy is like so flat, I'm like so jealous.. because even if she slouched, there's no 'cheeseburger' folds like mine... blerghhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dearest sister, don't be too obsessed with your body.. You're only 15 and you're growing. If you're too obsessed, I might diagnosed you having psychological problems like anorexic or&amp;nbsp;bulimic, and send you to rehab and psychological institutions for teenage eating disorder. I wouldn't want that for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stay healthy people! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7532467269177904056?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7532467269177904056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7532467269177904056&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7532467269177904056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7532467269177904056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ow0d4g0hNXs/Tq10us-9CpI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9IlaqiP2Kmw/s72-c/sister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-3583185012127940332</id><published>2011-10-29T12:29:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T12:32:14.177+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sinner</title><content type='html'>Has anyone got any of this link posted on your facebook wall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296539_258756450837398_100001091346536_833162_1990714306_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="591" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296539_258756450837398_100001091346536_833162_1990714306_n.jpg" width="423" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"~✿ Tudung kita pun dah nak ke arah macam ini sekarang..cuba perhatikan..ini fesyen bertudung ZAMAN SEKARANG yang DIBANGGAKAN ramai..&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah bersabda,&lt;br /&gt;"Sesiapa MENYERUPAI satu kaum, ia dari kaum tersebut".&lt;br /&gt;(HR Imam Abu Daud dari Ibnu Umar)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;JAUHILAH dari memakai sebegini..AGENDA kafir laknatullah itu sangat HALUS sehingga kita tidak sedar, ketahuilah wahai WANITA ISLAM sekalian."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you another quote I got;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;45. Muslim women wear the head covering (hijab) in fulfillment of God’s decree to dress modestly. From a practical standpoint, it serves to identify one as attempting to follow God in daily life and, therefore, protects women from unwanted advances from men. Righteous women throughout history have worn this type of modest dress. &lt;b&gt;Prominent examples are traditional Catholic Nuns, Mother Teresa and the Virgin Mary, mother of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proud-muslim.tumblr.com/post/3291184029/interesting-facts-about-islam-01-the-islamic"&gt;Interesting facts about Islam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remind ourselves that Islam is not the first religion of Allah swt. Please remind ourselves that Islam is not the first religion that Allah swt commanded to cover our head and dress with modesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I see women covering their heads, walking around anywhere in the world, If these nuns did not wore their cross on their chest, I would've thought they're Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ask you, Isn't the shirts and pants the men wore are not of the Westerners? Did not the "non-Muslims" who created this type of clothes? T-shirt and jeans? and we see Muslim men wearing them all over the world. Why not say something about that? Why not wear like the Arabs? Wouldn't that be more Islamic? If that is your argument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why keep beards when the Jewish rabbis also keeps their beards, as well as the Brahmins? Wouldn't that be like following other religions too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who am I to say such thing u may ask, I don't even wear Hijab...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-3583185012127940332?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/3583185012127940332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=3583185012127940332&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3583185012127940332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3583185012127940332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/sinner.html' title='Sinner'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-567813295293936669</id><published>2011-10-25T01:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T01:00:13.537+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Aduhai, Tanahairku..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"The race was cancelled amid confusion in the grandstand, with fans throwing bottles to show their initial displeasure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. the mentality of my nation. You see someone just got hit by 2 motorcycles and lying on the track, a sudden RED FLAGGED announcement and we decided to throw bottles. Great attitude people and the news gets into BBC. Great. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously an event won't get cancelled for no reason. Especially these kind of events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same situation I encounter when I went to Malaysia vs Singapore for World Cup Qualifying Match in Summer. I'm not sure if the situation would have been different if Malaysia had won, but why the hell would you throw paper cups and water bottles filled with water down the balcony. Seriously, people were getting wet! Bottles hitting people's head! No compassion at ALL! sheeshhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL STORY on Italian rider Marco Simoncelli &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/motogp/15420069.stm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ScsfKgeU69g" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rest In Peace Marco Simoncelli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-567813295293936669?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/567813295293936669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=567813295293936669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/567813295293936669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/567813295293936669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/aduhai-tanahairku.html' title='Aduhai, Tanahairku..'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ScsfKgeU69g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4747158000799761625</id><published>2011-10-23T18:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:05:01.544+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>grrrr... geram..</title><content type='html'>Sebenarnya, rasa macam nak delete profile picture dalam facebook yang ada gambar dia dengan saya. Sebab? sebab dia taknak upload gambar yang kitorang together. Kata nak simpan, lepas kahwin baru letak (tu pun kalau kahwin lah kan? Kalau tak, memang takde lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi........ ramai sangat comment gambar tu.. sayang pulak nak delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siggggggggghhhh.. Yeah. I'm pathetic like that. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4747158000799761625?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4747158000799761625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4747158000799761625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4747158000799761625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4747158000799761625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/grrrr-geram.html' title='grrrr... geram..'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8910636226561535502</id><published>2011-10-20T18:12:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:13:35.445+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>"Trust me"</title><content type='html'>I have this small habit of lying. LYING, not making up stories. I don't make up stories. I mostly lie when I feel lazy to answer about something. Yeah, I know it's weird and I can't really explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1:&lt;br /&gt;The other day, my friend asked me,&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "baru mandi ke?" (did you just had a bath?)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "tak lah" (no).&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "kenapa rambut depan basah?" (why is your front hair wet?).&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, sebab basuh muka" (Oh, because I washed my face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth was, I did bathe before I came down, but my friend came like an hour later. So I think in my mind was, I didn't just had a bath. It was a while ago, and I didn't thought that my hair was still wet. Since I already answered "No", I just wen't and created a little lie. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2:&lt;br /&gt;"Kaklong, mama keluar ke?" (did mama wen't out?) my brother asked.&lt;br /&gt;I answered "ha'ah" (yup).&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my mom came out from the back room. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where my mom were, but I was lazy to answered him, and I wen't straight to "yup"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 3:&lt;br /&gt;My mom: Kaklong, kenapa nasi ni macam lembik? (I don't remember her actual term, but it's not lembik) Macam nasi mama rendam semalam. (Kaklong, why is the rice look&amp;nbsp;porridge-y? They look like the rice I soaked last night) [In her term should be thrown away]&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, maybe sebab terlebih air kot? (Maybe I added too much water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. This was a total lie because I was completely CUUUUUAAAAAKKKKK!!! I didn't even saw the soaked water and the rice didn't even smell like it was spoiled! Thank God, no one had stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I was 17 at that time, and didn't know how differentiate or cook rice properly. So my mom bought it. Rasa bersalah sangat!!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That's me. As far as I can remember, I've been doing this since primary school. It has become a habit!&amp;nbsp;There's actually more. Especially conversation between me and bB. but I forgot most of them because there's too many and didn't make much impact like these ones and also most of the time, bB caught me lying. He's so good at knowing me! Even my mom can't tell, he can. WTF. Or maybe my mom can, but she just leaves it at that. ;-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I answer something, you better just make sure I'm not lying. hahahaha.. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why I'm confessing about this in my blog. ;-p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8910636226561535502?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8910636226561535502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8910636226561535502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8910636226561535502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8910636226561535502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/trust-me.html' title='&quot;Trust me&quot;'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4232077459954856688</id><published>2011-10-14T00:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:41:22.867+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Let My Heart be Open</title><content type='html'>I was kind of sad she answered the way she did. But it is not her fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, now I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: aliceblue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 17px;"&gt;It is He Who made the sun to be a shining glory and the moon to be a light (of beauty), and measured out stages for it; that ye might know the number of years and the count (of time). Nowise did Allah create this but in truth and righteousness. (Thus) doth He explain His Signs in detail, for those who understand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Al-Quran, Surah Yunus, Ayat 5 [10:5]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4232077459954856688?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4232077459954856688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4232077459954856688&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4232077459954856688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4232077459954856688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-my-heart-be-open.html' title='Let My Heart be Open'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4037532257078682836</id><published>2011-10-09T21:10:00.038+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:10:00.727+04:00</updated><title type='text'>09.10.11</title><content type='html'>I've nothing particular to write about today. It's just the date today is very pretty so I want to post something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out yesterday, after many weekends alone and boring spent in my lovely room. Since bB's not around, I haven't been going out much. I don't have that many close friends because since my 1st year, I have been spending my time with just bB. It is kinda sad sometimes, but I'm the person who can't live without a boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really had any chemistry with girls. I have no idea why. I have more guy friends, but since I have a boyfriend, I can't be too close to them either. So I rather just stick to my bf, or my family of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm blabbering about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to Traritsyno Park. Arep invited me to be the model. It was a sunny warm Autumn day! Perfect place with perfect weather. The leaves were falling, people leasuring, photoshooting. The best day. I only wished bB was there with me. We could've taken tones of romantic photos! :"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317670_2285016163587_1194387197_32259182_432909655_n.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Bittersweet October.  The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~Carol Bishop Hipps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4037532257078682836?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4037532257078682836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4037532257078682836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4037532257078682836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4037532257078682836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/091011.html' title='09.10.11'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6305621372529410555</id><published>2011-10-03T17:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:21:04.055+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>1, 2, 3...</title><content type='html'>Had an interesting discussion with our lecturer today. I'm currently in the middle of Tropical Diseases cycle. It's one of the most important cycles and it's specially for foreign students only. The Russian students don't have this cycle apparently. Because working in a tropical country, you basically can't run from tropical diseases. duh~ &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our lecturer inserts some interesting current issues just to make the class not boring. So that we'll use our brain and have something to discuss about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, he asked our opinion whether prostitution should be made legal to reduce AIDS. Of course as a Muslim, I would say no. But he said, if prostitution was medically certified and strictly monitored, it could reduce the spreading of AIDS as well as benefit for the government to charge taxes. &lt;i&gt;(Macam Amsterdam lah pulak)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, how do you control sex urges of young men? How do you release the muscle tension (that's what he said) of young men? We don't want young women to get pregnant, and young men don't want to carry out the responsibility of marriage at the age of 16 to 21. We are born as a sexual being. Sex is a need. And for once I didn't hear a man blaming women for their sexual urges, but then again, he's not a Muslim (Or any other religion that prevents premarital sex - but he said he's a Christian. Maybe not a Catholic?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do you prevent it? People kept saying, we need to increase our faith. The problem now, people are lacking in faith to God. Unwanted teenage pregnancies and babies being thrown in garbage is because humans are lacking faith. But how do you make people to become more faithful to God than lust? How do you ignore your desires when hormones are raging? Even a pious man will have those desires as we are created weak. Yes, we can always ask God to guide us, but what about those who won't listen. Do we just let AIDS roaming and spreading? Do we let people keep throwing babies? Do we have the ability to separate men and women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f2f2f2; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;“Allah would make the burden light for you, for the human being was created weak.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.1em; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;[Sûrah al-Nisâ’: 28]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you prevent lust? Cover women up from head to toe? I will always wonder if that will ever be the solution since people are making it into such a big deal. But my mother said, it doesn't matter if you cover your body and only your eyes are visible. A woman is a woman, even if you can't see it, you know what is underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wallahualam&lt;/i&gt;. I pray for Allah to give me guidance and &lt;i&gt;hidayah&lt;/i&gt;, since sometimes I may stray. I hope he shall show us the right path to heaven and protect me from sins. &lt;i&gt;InsyaAllah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6305621372529410555?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6305621372529410555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6305621372529410555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6305621372529410555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6305621372529410555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/1-2-3.html' title='1, 2, 3...'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7907840040014297823</id><published>2011-10-01T00:10:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T00:11:23.669+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>LDR</title><content type='html'>LDR, bukan Light Dependent Resistor ye. Long Distance Relationship. ;P ok.. lawak bodoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that we're far apart. &lt;br /&gt;I hate that he's always seem so busy or make himself busy just so he can past the time without me. &lt;br /&gt;I hate not knowing what he's doing at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;I hate that he doesn't ask me how I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;I hate when he asks me to keep myself busy too. &lt;br /&gt;I hate when we're on skype and he's chatting with someone else. &lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that he doesn't divide his time for me. &lt;br /&gt;I hate that he doesn't know how to make up with me on line or on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;I hate that when he feels like leaving, he just leaves especially when I'm upset with him.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that he doesn't tell me about anything!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God! I feel like strangling him! grrrrrrr... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;   I don't understand what is it that is so hard to comply to my needs! I JUST WANT SOME ATTENTION.. AND I'M NOT GETTING ANY!   Our timing has always been off and it's even worse now! because it's morning when it's midnight, and it's afternoon when it's maghrib.. I hate this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;9 more months.. Just 9 more months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KMihKmoYfe8" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm still in love but all I heard was nothing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7907840040014297823?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7907840040014297823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7907840040014297823&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7907840040014297823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7907840040014297823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/10/ldr.html' title='LDR'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KMihKmoYfe8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-846457692806504702</id><published>2011-09-19T18:01:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:10:49.630+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>My Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5N_LBOkePb8/Tnc6Tl4YNxI/AAAAAAAABKM/KXa4KXb0Y68/s400/DSC03173.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to wear it just because everyone else does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to wear it because people asked me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to wear it because of fashion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to wear it to feel proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to wear it because of my husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to wear it, then take it off again, then wear it again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I wear it, I'll wear it with love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I wear it, I'll wear it with dignity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I wear it, I'll wear it for Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because that way it'll feel forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hidayah itu milik Allah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so stop forcing me or in your words 'advising'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-846457692806504702?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/846457692806504702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=846457692806504702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/846457692806504702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/846457692806504702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-want-to-wear-it-just-because.html' title='My Choice'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5N_LBOkePb8/Tnc6Tl4YNxI/AAAAAAAABKM/KXa4KXb0Y68/s72-c/DSC03173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6170604160226306573</id><published>2011-09-18T22:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:05:03.193+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>"respect"</title><content type='html'>Mula-mula pakai tudung tutup seliput, labuh sampai dada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepastu, tudung nampak rambut depan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepastu, tudung nampak leher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepastu, rambut jadi blonde..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepastu.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6170604160226306573?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6170604160226306573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6170604160226306573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6170604160226306573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6170604160226306573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/09/respect.html' title='&quot;respect&quot;'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2073286009837319198</id><published>2011-09-14T18:17:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:47:43.026+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Baby, It's Cold Outside</title><content type='html'>Yeah. I'm back in Moscow.. back to early classes, running for buses, metro rides and fast internet! plus it's been cold, rainy and gloomy. I hope the sun will appear again soon, before winter comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as some of you might know. My laptop crashed on Raya eve. I was baffled how I had only used this laptop for a year, and it suddenly just crashed without any signs! I tried to get repaired before flying back to Moscow but as it turned out, my warranty was still valid and Dell was off for a week! I asked them to just repair it but they refused since the warranty was still valid. So I got panicked because I was flying off in 5 days and how am I to survive without my laptop?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom asked to change with my brothers and let them use mine when it's repaired. But they're returning to their places that Monday too, so everyone needed their laptops. In the end my mom asked, "takde kawan yang balik lambat ke?".. And it clicked in my head. Of course there are! Ramai sebenarnya, but I asked &lt;a href="http://littlebunnyinthecity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sha Bunny&lt;/a&gt; to bring them back because she stays in Kuantan too. It would convenient for my mom. I am eternally grateful to Sha for bringing my laptop back to Moscow. ^_____________________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as always, I would do a summary of my Summer holiday. Lets see what I've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kkds3tuIbE/TnCy65dMcQI/AAAAAAAABI0/qsuNbjp-Knc/s400/DSC00623.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bB's convocation in Moscow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fUF7ma8W2TY/TnCqLChRaaI/AAAAAAAABIs/4ohxFAW5A9A/s400/DSC02253.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Italian Trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XN_eNE438ZA/TnCy-y6RoaI/AAAAAAAABI8/QvYCGzZv7Ws/s400/270486_2071929211844_1653308609_2096767_3749672_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With friends spending their last days in Moscow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vF4b7dVyiBk/TnCzEWbwBSI/AAAAAAAABJE/vhX9cKhzk3o/s400/DSC02466.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malaysia vs Singapore at Bukit Jalil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0O0p4MnNP9Y/TnCzMhkvbZI/AAAAAAAABJM/NYSSp6PDHAQ/s400/254261_1840289808055_1264831083_31555930_1805243_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday Aunty Nita and Kak Ain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5BZ1XmMlq0/TnCzQ_72vRI/AAAAAAAABJU/tg5dorf70v8/s400/223098_10150264003223611_633598610_7634379_5159754_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Burgermbira with ex-Smartians&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRhu2jLbbKE/TnCzd3fRgCI/AAAAAAAABJc/aMzBgStDX70/s400/DSC02584.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bB's Malaysia Convocation at PICC, KL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tw3Y06Nqa4/TnCzkiDkeMI/AAAAAAAABJk/ok-beMTIJQA/s400/294033_270542249628917_100000194335935_1288788_4954045_n.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Play with rabbits in Batu Pahat with bB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--5GrqORBC_Q/TnCzst0fEuI/AAAAAAAABJs/PkT7hiO-Z90/s400/318268_2133493551203_1661994760_2056225_1745172_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ex-Smartians reunion &amp;amp; iftar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DQi6Ie-fqY/TnCzzARScmI/AAAAAAAABJ0/nX1nYWb-svM/s1600/DSC02670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DQi6Ie-fqY/TnCzzARScmI/AAAAAAAABJ0/nX1nYWb-svM/s400/DSC02670.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buka puasa with Moscow babes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ij0Az-1sM4/TnCz6gytdjI/AAAAAAAABJ8/JP5iE80spjY/s400/DSC02762.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aidilfitri at home after 6 years. (gambar raya tak pernah lengkap. Abah was late this time. :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=2073286009837319198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHyNHZGI4-8/TnCz_xg_YWI/AAAAAAAABKE/TVKqW8zhCpY/s400/DSC02993.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shafura wedding, a day before me flying back to Moscow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did my practicals during Ramadan, but didn't capture any picture though. It was really tiring even though I only did 10 days. haha! nak cuti punya pasal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was almost what I've been doing for the last 2 months. This year will be my final year in Moscow, and I'm already starting to miss Moscow. But it's a little different spending my year in Moscow this year since bB isn't with me. It's kind of depressing in a way and gets a little lonely. I really hope this is just a phase. It's just 10 months away. I don't want to end my life in Moscow but at the same time, I want to get home and be with bB and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;С Новым Учебном &amp;nbsp;Годом! and Good luck to all RSMU final years.. ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2073286009837319198?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2073286009837319198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2073286009837319198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2073286009837319198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2073286009837319198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby, It&apos;s Cold Outside'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kkds3tuIbE/TnCy65dMcQI/AAAAAAAABI0/qsuNbjp-Knc/s72-c/DSC00623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-296567875103501126</id><published>2011-08-31T11:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T11:01:19.461+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>After 6 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqh7t2vDDy1qb6ohlo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqh7t2vDDy1qb6ohlo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years celebrating Eid in Moscow, finally this year I'm celebrating at home.. It has been fun so far, a lot of people came to my house which I consider as a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my dad isn't really well, but I am so thankful that I still may celebrate this beautiful occasion with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wish Muslims around the world on this blessful month, to forgive and forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: x-large;"&gt;SALAM AIDILFITRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: x-large;"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And also to Malaysians,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY MERDEKA DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-296567875103501126?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/296567875103501126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=296567875103501126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/296567875103501126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/296567875103501126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-6-years.html' title='After 6 years'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7370854319940697000</id><published>2011-08-28T16:38:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T16:50:20.363+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Italian Job Part 4: Rome</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a long post because I spent 6 days in Rome! I might separate it into 2 parts if its getting too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 6 [04.07.2011]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Roma Termini Station about 2 hours later from Naples. We got off the train and straight away entered the Metro. There, using the machine, we bought 2 CIS - Integrated Weekly Ticket which cost €16.00/person since we'll be staying there for almost a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we board the metro from Termini to S. Maria D. Soccorso. I just followed bB and according to him, its nearer. So once we arrived at S. Maria D. Soccorso, we asked around for our hotel but no one really spoke English, and no one really knew where our hotel were. Luckily, our hotel is situated next to Auchan Hypermarket, so when we asked how to get to Auchan, they told us which bus to take. It was fairly easy to get there but really far from the centre.. We got off the bus once we saw Auchan. Unfortunately, I forgot the bus number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3UAbSyVNnM/Tll7twPlWwI/AAAAAAAABEs/EeW5QpH9Zvo/s1600/DSC01628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3UAbSyVNnM/Tll7twPlWwI/AAAAAAAABEs/EeW5QpH9Zvo/s400/DSC01628.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrived at S. Maria&amp;nbsp;S. Maria D. Soccorso. I was shocked looking at their metro trains! totally vandalized!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 3 nights we're staying at Hotel Idea. If you've read my post about TVIexpress &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/guess-what.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-saya-stress.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, you would understand why we stayed at 2 different hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once we got there, we checked in and asked for internet connection. There's a funny story about the WiFi. When I called the hotel before flying to Italy and asked about the WiFi, they said, the WiFi costs €7/day.. but when we asked for WiFi on the day we checked in, they gave us for 2 1/2 day free WiFi connection. Another thing is, we never saw the girl who was in charge of the counter that day again after the day we checked in. Then when the WiFi was disconnect, we asked the receptionist to reconnect it again, she said it costs €7/day. We were a bit baffled by it, but thought, guess it was just our luck? Alhamdulillah.. €7/day is too expensive for an internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the main story. It was raining quit heavily once we got into our room. So we just relaxed, watch tv, surf the net and nap for a bit. When the rain stopped, we got ready and head out to Auchan to buy some groceries. Then we went around the blocks to see if there's any halal restaurant around, we didn't find any, so we just bought 2 slices of pizza to bring back to the hotel. We returned to the hotel, eat our dinner that we bought, then sleep... ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pBntXJK4Wxs/Tll-RxzLOWI/AAAAAAAABE0/x-KscMghTNc/s1600/DSC01635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pBntXJK4Wxs/Tll-RxzLOWI/AAAAAAAABE0/x-KscMghTNc/s400/DSC01635.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shopping for groceries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 7 [05.07.2011]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up about 9am. Had breakfast. It was a really good breakfast with a wide range of food to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztzz2PbHeIQ/TlmACAF4IqI/AAAAAAAABE8/O5af1IUUAEM/s1600/DSC01647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztzz2PbHeIQ/TlmACAF4IqI/AAAAAAAABE8/O5af1IUUAEM/s400/DSC01647.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast at Hotel Idea Roma Z3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we head out into the city, we thought of catching the 2 p.m &lt;a href="http://www.romefreetour.com/"&gt;Free Tour&lt;/a&gt; to the Colosseum but saw it was quite late. I have no idea what we did after breakfast that we couldn't catch the 2 p.m tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel provides a shuttle bus to Rebbibia every hour except for from 12:30pm to 6:00pm. So at about 2 or 3 p.m we went out and took the bus at Via di Grotta di Gregna, and unfortunately I forgot the bus number too. The bus goes to Ponte Mammolo metro station. We took the metro to Termini station in search of Halal Restaurants.. There were quite a few halal restaurants around Termini station, so we picked one Turkish restaurant and had lunch there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we made way to Spagna station for the Free Tour. We arrived 1/2 hour early, so we hang around the Piazza di Spagna and took some pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHIDSmCSNf8/TlmBQJvPRqI/AAAAAAAABFE/f8NvLtjeV_w/s1600/DSC01664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHIDSmCSNf8/TlmBQJvPRqI/AAAAAAAABFE/f8NvLtjeV_w/s400/DSC01664.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piazza di Spagna, The Spanish Steps and &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Trinità dei Monti church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The City Centre Free Walking Tour starts at 5 p.m. We waited in front of McD's for the tour guide. I forgot his name though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started with the history of Piazza di Spagna, to Trevi Fountain, Piazza di Pietra, Pantheon, and ended at Piazza Navona. The tour took about one and half hour. Pretty short tour I must say. After the tour ended, we hang around Trevi Fountain while eating gelatos. Then we walk around the city looking at souvenirs and shops. We went back to Piazza di Spagna to take some photos. While taking picture at Piazza di Spagna, a dog had to sniff my jeans! WTF?! Like seriously?! Is there no one else to sniffs? I was pretty upset because it's my favourite pair of jeans. By 8 p.m, we head back to our hotel from Spagna. We had to return to the hotel early, I think they're doing some renovations or upgrading the metro system because Line A is opened only until 9 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj36_YAZBEg/TlmDa7-75mI/AAAAAAAABFM/k9Q9WxD1nzg/s1600/DSC01688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj36_YAZBEg/TlmDa7-75mI/AAAAAAAABFM/k9Q9WxD1nzg/s400/DSC01688.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pantheon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N2_uABVYCno/TlnTdrxATxI/AAAAAAAABFc/SqlrQ3amVGs/s1600/DSC01743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N2_uABVYCno/TlnTdrxATxI/AAAAAAAABFc/SqlrQ3amVGs/s400/DSC01743.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fontana di Trevi. The water was so clear and cold I felt like jumping into the fountain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fv8XHsi8Z44/TlnVJ3GE7vI/AAAAAAAABFk/eYf_AMfFnzg/s1600/DSC01713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fv8XHsi8Z44/TlnVJ3GE7vI/AAAAAAAABFk/eYf_AMfFnzg/s400/DSC01713.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piazza Novona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took the shuttle bus from Rebbibia Station at 9:00p.m to return to our hotel. Then we bought some food at Auchan, and I had to dig some soil near Auchan to clean my jeans before going to bed. Thank God the place had a lot of soil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 8 [06.07.2011]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up quite late today. Almost missed breakfast. After breakfast, we took the shuttle bus at 11:30 am to the metro station and head out to the city. We're catching the 2 p.m Free Tour to the Colosseum today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Spagna quit early, so hang around there for a while. Trinità dei Monti church is situated at the top of the Spanish Steps. So we went up the Spanish Steps and took some picture of the church, the steps and the piazza from the hill top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jb8klsGRqgU/TlnWyuFr7FI/AAAAAAAABFs/Q5GLifVr6jk/s1600/DSC01781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jb8klsGRqgU/TlnWyuFr7FI/AAAAAAAABFs/Q5GLifVr6jk/s400/DSC01781.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piazza di Spagna view from the Spanish Steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch at McD's while waiting for the tour to start. At 2 p.m, the tourguide came, and we waited for about 10 minutes for everyone to settle in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour starts off from Piazza di Spagna, to Colonna di Marco Aurelio, Piazza Venezia, Campidoglio, Colonna Traiana, Foro Romano and ended at the Colosseum (Outside). The tour took 2 hours. We thought of entering the Colloseum but then we saw the queue was really long, so we decided to enter the Colosseum another day since we still have some time in Rome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4YIrEGZ9aQ/TlnYgp7bkkI/AAAAAAAABF0/zANNPHxnnFA/s1600/DSC01792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4YIrEGZ9aQ/TlnYgp7bkkI/AAAAAAAABF0/zANNPHxnnFA/s400/DSC01792.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colonna di Marco Aurelio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGo2Fn9wEx4/TlnZlynbv5I/AAAAAAAABF8/LdF-Jp_WNic/s1600/DSC01802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGo2Fn9wEx4/TlnZlynbv5I/AAAAAAAABF8/LdF-Jp_WNic/s400/DSC01802.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Campidoglio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBzsKV5ZKlA/Tlnbcv-BZjI/AAAAAAAABGE/escudzYcODc/s1600/DSC01812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBzsKV5ZKlA/Tlnbcv-BZjI/AAAAAAAABGE/escudzYcODc/s400/DSC01812.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foro Romano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Termini to buy lunch. We picked an Indian Halal restaurant. But the service was so horrible! We said one thing, and he understood another, and he blamed us for changing our minds on what to order. He snapped at us, and we snapped back but he insisted that we were wrong. I was already having a bad mood throughout the day, even while we were touring, plus this - It completely ruined my mood at that time, and I my anger was channeled to bB. We could've just walked out of that restaurant but I really don't know why we didn't. Instead, me and bB had our misunderstandings due to that event and went back to the hotel separately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once arrived at the hotel, I just went to sleep and our lunch was eaten for dinner, when both of us had cooled down. LOL! what a day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 9 [07.07.2011]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're checking out from Hotel Idea Roma Z3 today. So we hang around the hotel until 12 p.m. Then we took the shuttle bus at 12.30 p.m to the metro station and head to Termini Station. Today we're checking in at Bolognese hotel. It's nearer to the centre. The map we got didn't cover the whole city, just the main attractions, so we thought the hotel was near the Termini Station but we had to walk quite a bit to reach the hotel. Later we found out that the hotel was nearer to Castro Pretorio Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolognese hotel is more expensive than Hotel Idea Roma Z3 but it was quite awful. The rooms looks more like a hostel rather than a hotel. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in at Bolognese hotel. We walked around the centre. We had lunch at Hard Rock Cafe. After lunch, we went to Villa Borghese. It's the largest park in Rome. It's really beautiful! A lot of sculptures and fountain. Although I find the lake to be quite small, but it's really pretty~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-b7PiNUC9Q/Tlng5bmvAOI/AAAAAAAABGM/-eqcV6gU07Y/s1600/DSC01856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-b7PiNUC9Q/Tlng5bmvAOI/AAAAAAAABGM/-eqcV6gU07Y/s400/DSC01856.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch at Hard Rock Cafe, Rome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMkLrzHs1qc/TlnkRmwX4YI/AAAAAAAABGU/WtJNF49Wx10/s1600/DSC01873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMkLrzHs1qc/TlnkRmwX4YI/AAAAAAAABGU/WtJNF49Wx10/s400/DSC01873.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lake in Villa Borghese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around the park, we went to Via Washington to Piazza Del Popolo. Then we walk through Via Del Corso which I think is the main shopping street of Rome. There are shops varies from Zara to H&amp;amp;M, to Chanel and Guess, and the lists goes on. Then we head back to Piazza di Spagna from Via Del Corso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzOcvR3dnZE/TlnrF2qOBYI/AAAAAAAABGc/XBwY0vizE1k/s1600/DSC01923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzOcvR3dnZE/TlnrF2qOBYI/AAAAAAAABGc/XBwY0vizE1k/s400/DSC01923.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Street Dancing at Via Del Corso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spYzkJjK0pc/Tlntt0dvwGI/AAAAAAAABGk/J3m1XbskC_s/s1600/DSC01788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spYzkJjK0pc/Tlntt0dvwGI/AAAAAAAABGk/J3m1XbskC_s/s400/DSC01788.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 stories ZARA. Didn't find anything I like though, except a pig-skinned belt. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Zara, I accidentally touched a belt that looked like it was made out of pig skin, I didn't know if it was real or synthetic skin, but I was in doubt. Since I was in doubt, I had to clean my hands with soil! So where in the middle of the city can you find clean soil? So we had to go back to Villa Borghese to find soil.. We walked from Piazza di Spagna to Villa Medici, where I took some soil. Thank God we didn't have to go all the way to Villa Borghese to find soil. I would've lost my feet back there.. All the way there, I thought I should have brought the soil I took from Auchan. Would have saved me all this trouble. Life oh life~  So then, we walked back to our hotel. And I cleaned my hands. Phewww~   After cleaning up, we hang around the cafe for a while and used the internet before going to bed.  Too much walking today. I'm dead tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wuEHRfhnWHA/TlnyGeZPiQI/AAAAAAAABG0/OQZXWCnSJ5A/s1600/DSC01935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wuEHRfhnWHA/TlnyGeZPiQI/AAAAAAAABG0/OQZXWCnSJ5A/s400/DSC01935.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Panoramic view of Rome before entering Villa Medici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 10 [08.07.2011]  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're entering the Colosseum today! We woke up really early today. We went to the cafe for breakfast and guess what's for breakfast? a piece of bread and coffe. That's it. Really? For the price I'm paying? Ok, fine it's in the centre, but its really expensive and breakfast could have been better. I'm cursing TviExpress as it is. ;P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then we made our way to the Colosseum. We arrived there by 9 a.m. The queue was long but shorter than the other day we went. Just until the entrance. But it went by quite fast too. We bought the tickets and bB rent the audio thingy to know roughly about the history. The ticket costs €12 per adult, worth for 2 days includes the Colosseum and Foro Romano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered to Colosseum first, went around the Colosseum, taking pictures and reading the info. There was a Nerone Exhibition/Museum held inside the Colosseum until September. We visited there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iA2aUR_WGRU/TlnxAB57ZRI/AAAAAAAABGs/NNCoL67fiL0/s1600/DSC01993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iA2aUR_WGRU/TlnxAB57ZRI/AAAAAAAABGs/NNCoL67fiL0/s400/DSC01993.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside the Colosseum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we entered the Forum Romanum. It was noon by the time we got out from the Colosseum and blazing hot! The fun thing about Rome is that, drinking water is free around town. The water comes straight from the mountains, so we kept refilling our water bottle. I didn't get any upset stomach drinking it unlike the time when I went to Egypt, so I guess they're clean. We didn't feel quite satisfied though visiting the Colosseum and the Forum because we had no tour guide, so we didn't really know the detailed history of the place. The audio thingy didn't help much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azloF5_1L0Q/Tln9rHLsXpI/AAAAAAAABHU/0WPUBDmk5I0/s1600/DSC02073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azloF5_1L0Q/Tln9rHLsXpI/AAAAAAAABHU/0WPUBDmk5I0/s400/DSC02073.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queuing for water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0li_qtDlI6c/Tln0SEqedxI/AAAAAAAABG8/wWWPIjXiF4M/s1600/DSC02062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0li_qtDlI6c/Tln0SEqedxI/AAAAAAAABG8/wWWPIjXiF4M/s400/DSC02062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Panoramic view of the Forum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around the Forum, I wanted to visit the Cat Sanctuary at the Largo di Torre Argentina. So we walked from the Forum to Area Sacra dell'Argentina/Largo di Torre Argentina, passed by Campidoglio, so we took another picture with the beautiful building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once arrived there, I was looking around for cats in the Area, but didn't saw any cats. I was pretty disappointed and so was bB. So we rested at a Ducati Caffe near the Area, had some drinks and asked the waiter about the Cat Sanctuary. Unfortunately, their English understanding was limited and they didn't understand what we were asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbwc4ccqywo/Tln4SuZSzWI/AAAAAAAABHE/F7aO1PhaGY8/s1600/DSC02108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbwc4ccqywo/Tln4SuZSzWI/AAAAAAAABHE/F7aO1PhaGY8/s400/DSC02108.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ducati Caffe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our drinks, we went around the Area and I found a sign that said "Charity Cat Shop". I was so excited!!! I guess this is the place. So we went down, and played with all the cute cats. Most of the cats had sad stories and cases though. Most of them were sick too. It was pretty sad staying there, but I loved the fact that there are people who loves and care for the cats. So I made some donations to them because I'm a cat lover too.. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GU91-7-kczM/Tln8ElY2ybI/AAAAAAAABHM/wwzrVCQsyt4/s1600/DSC02138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GU91-7-kczM/Tln8ElY2ybI/AAAAAAAABHM/wwzrVCQsyt4/s400/DSC02138.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cat Sanctuary entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Z_HeiWLqw/TloIlZvW75I/AAAAAAAABHk/p1XZplV_7S0/s1600/DSC02157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Z_HeiWLqw/TloIlZvW75I/AAAAAAAABHk/p1XZplV_7S0/s400/DSC02157.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little kitty is amputated but was so active! It was so hard getting his picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bB was happy that I was satisfied. Then we took a bus back to Termini Station and had lunch in another Halal Restaurant. This time we went into a restaurant owned by a Bangladeshi. He was very kind and friendly. Then walked back to our hotel. Hang around the cafe again to use the internet before going to bed. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnvh3OLF1v0/TlocRfJFI1I/AAAAAAAABH8/QPgTJmR2_hE/s1600/DSC02160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnvh3OLF1v0/TlocRfJFI1I/AAAAAAAABH8/QPgTJmR2_hE/s400/DSC02160.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take ur pick! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 11 [09.07.2011]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we're going for another Free Tour to the Vatican. The tour starts at 11 a.m covers Piazza di Spagna to Via Condotti, Piazza Augusto Imperatore, Ara Pacis, Ponte degli Angeli, Castel S. Angelo, and ends at Basilica di S. Pietro (Outside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KfZgRajEqsE/TloAaZtmRiI/AAAAAAAABHc/o-PlYthBZ1E/s1600/DSC02191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KfZgRajEqsE/TloAaZtmRiI/AAAAAAAABHc/o-PlYthBZ1E/s400/DSC02191.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ponte degli Angeli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9sLo2s2UM-g/TloV8OppjoI/AAAAAAAABHs/uxFVZZtQRVI/s1600/DSC02196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9sLo2s2UM-g/TloV8OppjoI/AAAAAAAABHs/uxFVZZtQRVI/s400/DSC02196.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Castel S. Angelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSMNZ8DOBy0/TloaWOrrbbI/AAAAAAAABH0/a747JucVPJQ/s1600/DSC02205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSMNZ8DOBy0/TloaWOrrbbI/AAAAAAAABH0/a747JucVPJQ/s400/DSC02205.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basilica di S. Pietro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, out of all the Free Tours we've been to in Europe. Italy is the most boring! Sorry Italians..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't enter the Saint Peter Basilica since both of us aren't Christians and our friends that went inside says there's nothing there unless you're Christians because most people just pray while they're in the Vatican. So we just took some picture and went back to Spagna because bB wanted to try the coffee at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antico_Caff%C3%A8_Greco"&gt;Caffè Greco&lt;/a&gt; which is the best known and oldest bar in Rome. bB ordered Cappuccino and I just bought a glass of Coke. We just ordered from the bar, because the price is doubled if you decided to sit. They didn't even allowed us to look around inside. If you want to look around, you have to sit and pay double! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTornbXD6UU/TlodyJv_r0I/AAAAAAAABIE/uQOu-_Y7Afk/s1600/DSC02216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTornbXD6UU/TlodyJv_r0I/AAAAAAAABIE/uQOu-_Y7Afk/s400/DSC02216.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Caffe Greco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went souvenir shopping, met Shafiq (a friend from Moscow) for dinner at yesterday's halal restaurant. We knew he was in Rome from foursquare. Technology! ;P After dinner, we hang around the Circo Massimo and watch the sunset. By the time it was dark, we took the trams to Colloseum and hang around there watching the night scene. For a week we've been in Rome we had never spend any night hanging around the city because of the Line A metro closing at 9 p.m except for Saturdays. But we forgot that tonight was a Saturday, so we didn't go to Spagna or Fontana di Trevi. I'm sure it would've been nice and beautiful to see the fountain at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlKSn2O8-3U/TloewE-WefI/AAAAAAAABIM/6HxKaxslVNw/s1600/DSC02242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlKSn2O8-3U/TloewE-WefI/AAAAAAAABIM/6HxKaxslVNw/s400/DSC02242.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Circo Massimo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jXdbdWIjQR0/TlohjwmzW5I/AAAAAAAABIU/c7IqgaT0FcI/s1600/DSC02253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jXdbdWIjQR0/TlohjwmzW5I/AAAAAAAABIU/c7IqgaT0FcI/s400/DSC02253.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Colosseum at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to our hotel and started packing because tomorrow we'll be leaving to Riga before heading back to Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12 [10.07.2011]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out after breakfast and made our way to the airport at around 10 a.m. because our flight is at 1:35 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFfKx0Vzt_k/Tlotjzq9JgI/AAAAAAAABIc/Z-QFOH8pnZs/s1600/DSC02270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFfKx0Vzt_k/Tlotjzq9JgI/AAAAAAAABIc/Z-QFOH8pnZs/s400/DSC02270.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Termini to Fiumicino Airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the airport, we had some minor fits with the steward at the counter. I really don't know what was his problem, but he gave us a lot of problems. First, he asked for our visa to Riga which we didn't need any visa to enter Riga. So we thought he was asking for the visa to Russia and showed him the Russian visa, which then he asked why are our visa expiry date is different from each other. Does it matter? Then we had to convinced him that we didn't need visa to Riga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he gave us a problem with my luggage. Saying it was too big [yeah, it didn't fit the measurement, but it never had any problem before in flight. It always fits in the cabin compartment], so we tried to convinced him that there wasn't any problem with the bag in Moscow or Riga, and he replied "This is not Moscow, This is not Riga".. WTF, I had reached my boiling point. He asked us to pay and put the bag in the cargo. So then wanting to try our luck, we queue at the next counter, but his colleague told on us, and the the problematic steward said, if we don't pay for the luggage, we can't ride the plane. GRRRRRRRR~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no choice, but to pay for the luggage. Costs me €30!! And that just ruined my visit to Italy! My mood was off the whole 2 hours in the plane until we reached Riga. Wasn't really a warm goodbye, was it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hh5Ns7NeMj4/Tlov79gwRbI/AAAAAAAABIk/Bn9Oa3bzrmM/s1600/DSC02271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hh5Ns7NeMj4/Tlov79gwRbI/AAAAAAAABIk/Bn9Oa3bzrmM/s400/DSC02271.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riga or Kuala Lumpur? ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, other than that our trip as a whole was really fun.. I do miss Italy, especially Venice, but I miss the time spent travelling with bB the most. Hopefully there will be more travelling in the future! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7370854319940697000?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7370854319940697000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7370854319940697000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7370854319940697000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7370854319940697000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/08/italian-job-part-4-rome.html' title='Italian Job Part 4: Rome'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3UAbSyVNnM/Tll7twPlWwI/AAAAAAAABEs/EeW5QpH9Zvo/s72-c/DSC01628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8742681287028827342</id><published>2011-08-23T20:44:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:28:10.570+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Italian Job Part 3: Naples, Capri &amp; Pompeii</title><content type='html'>Ok.. I've been putting off this post for waaaaaaaayy too long. Lets continue our journey, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 4 [02.07.2010]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 10 hour journey from Venice to Naples. I woke up around 8:00 am with sunlight shimmering on my face. A good sleep indeed! I wasn't only knocked-out, I was almost dead. HAHA! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed was quite comfortable. Me and bB had each one side and we had the whole cabin just for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2l6ePoiC5mQ/TlPKHrYXstI/AAAAAAAABCc/GPs0VoagOj4/s400/DSC01289.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking up in the train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fully woken up, we enjoy the scenes. Although the scenery wasn't as pretty as our way to Pisa. Then we bought some breakfast and coffee while enjoying the train ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmXmtrbbcbo/TlPKjTNocYI/AAAAAAAABCk/z9QdVihp1OM/s400/DSC01292.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just woke up and having breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We arrived at Stazione Centrale Napoli around 10 a.m. After boarding off the train, we searched for our hotel. We stayed at Hotel Ideal. It took 3 minutes to walk from the railway station. The hotel is right at the centre and by the road. It looks quite exclusive even though it's small and the cheapest hotels compare to the hotels we stayed in the other Italian cities. Only €23/night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OV8vaY1bhPY/TlPK5l8ByfI/AAAAAAAABCs/bBr5jHnPkR4/s400/DSC01298.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naples Railway Station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could only check in at 1 p.m, so we kept our luggage and hang around the lobby, surfing the net for a bit, then went for lunch. There was a restaurant/cafe next to the hotel, so we just ordered our lunch there. bB ordered risotto and I ordered pasta. After lunch, we checked in, and just lay around in the room, sleeping and resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0-lQ0-Kxs0/TlPLSXhZ5CI/AAAAAAAABC0/pSiokfEIv5E/s400/DSC01307.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My pasta with&amp;nbsp;mussels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6 p.m, we head out to the city. We wanted to have dinner at L'Antica Pizzeria Da Michele. I forgot where we found out about this Pizzeria, a travel channel or youtube, which according to them is the FIRST and most famous pizzeria in town and I found out later that Eat, Pray, Love shot a scene there. So we walked around town, searching for the pizzeria, we went round and round.. It was actually right in front of us, but was so difficult to find! you just have to be there to understand what I meant. We asked policemen and locals for directions but some of them didn't know the street name. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when we found the Pizzeria, there was a looooooonnggg que outside and we had to take numbers. They were serving number 40+ and our ticket was number 60+ or 70+. I forgot. So we took a stroll first. bB thought we should go to the Mollo Beverello Port and buy tickets to Capri. So we walk until the end of the road to ride the trams but no idea where to buy the tickets for public transport. We tried asking the locals, most of them can't speak English but thank God some words are similar to Russian, so we could get by. They told us to buy the biglietti at a tobacco store. We went searching from one tobacco store to another but every store said they've run of stocks. So we decided to just buy it the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MvxJ6PP83MI/TlPLrWcFRCI/AAAAAAAABC8/demvvKIw6sI/s400/DSC01314.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The long queue outside the pizzeria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned to the Pizzeria, our number had passed. So we had to wait about 10 minutes to get a seat. So we ordered a normal sized pizza each. I ordered Marinara, and bB ordered Margarita. I liked Margarita better, bB liked Marinara better so we switched. lol! We finished everything! It was fairly cheap for a famous place. A whole pizza costs from €4 to €5 compare to Venice where a slice costs €2! When our tummy were full, we head out to the city again.. While we were strolling about, we found a halal restaurant! Looks like we know where to have dinner tomorrow. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2ipp6BONOI/TlPMUdxZgEI/AAAAAAAABDE/btkGM--qlf4/s400/DSC01326.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 big pizza for us! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wanted to withdraw some cash. I tried to withdraw €250 but it was denied. Tried a few banks but all was denied. So I got panicked and called Maybank. I didn't know that my laptop had a build-in microphone because I never used it and I didn't bring my headset. So I called maybank with my phone! "press 1, press 2" already costs my RM50, giving my information costs me another RM50, before I could get to explaining my concerns, I was cut off.. credit habis! =.=" So I add in another rm100, and quickly speak about my concerns. With that I found out that before 6 am, you can only withdraw RM1000. Sabar je lah kan.. tak pasal2 habis RM200.. ok.. benda dah lepas, just let go and forget about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 5 [03.07.2010]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early and got ready. We walked along Corso Umberto I, took a turn at Via Duomo to Via Nuova Marina where we took a cab to Mollo Beverello which costs about €12. There we bought 2 one-way ticket to Capri, costs us €17/person. We bought a one way ticket because we didn't know what time we going to return to Naples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtznCVrtuM8/TlPM5w8Q5SI/AAAAAAAABDM/8NPlrwhrzCk/s400/DSC01343.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overexcited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took 1 hour to reach Capri Island from Naples. We embarked from Mollo Beverello Port at 9:30am and reached Capri Island at 10:30am. I slept through most of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2jKMdbtq_g/TlPNlso6pqI/AAAAAAAABDU/lpSS9or7fYw/s400/DSC01351.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mount Vesuvius from the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, I was welcomed with sunny hot weather, warm breeze and crystal clear water. It was breathtaking. Absolute beauty. We didn't do much research on Capri before arriving on the island, so we were pretty much almost clueless when we arrived. We found out that you can buy a whole day ticket which includes the bus ride and funicular (cable car) for €12/person. While we were queuing, a dude offered us 2 tickets that cost €9 per ticket because he decided to rent the scooter instead. He even showed us the receipt. So we took the offer without hesitant and later found out that 1 ticket can't be used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the locals didn't really bother, they just let us through even with one ticket and one fake ticket. They didn't really check. I guess because most people go to Capri is loaded with money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we rode the Feniculare and the bus to get to Anacapri because we wanted to enter the Blue Grotto. Once we arrived at Anacapri, we walked from the stop and followed the sign to Blue Grotto. We walked down the winding hill road, we thought it was near!! But we walked for almost 1 hour when we found out that there were buses going up and down the hill. Halfway walking down the hill, I decided to wait for the bus because my feet was killing me! And lucky I decided on riding the bus because it was still a long way to go! Would probably take us another hour or more to reach the Grotto by feet. But walking down was fun too, we got to see beautiful little houses by the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_x9b8eQonas/TlPN_Wlfa2I/AAAAAAAABDc/8J7vILNgQZ0/s400/DSC01369.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breathtaking view of the island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But it was so unfortunate that when we arrived at the Grotto, it was closed! The tide was too high that day. It was so frustrating, because our main plan in Capri to enter the Blue Grotto and IT'S CLOSED! What luck! but lucky we didn't walk down, it would be more frustrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2V93I3Iq5bA/TlPP0-MVV7I/AAAAAAAABDk/n5NabztBNWY/s400/DSC01391.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really love this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yzqYVRKAhNg/TlPQN6pcj-I/AAAAAAAABDs/FOTEVH4J7ho/s400/DSC01415.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad because Blue Grotto was closed. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we returned back to Capri and walk around, eat gelato and watch the Faraglioni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sG7Q6WONU-w/TlPQ-uNr8qI/AAAAAAAABD0/ZhhVHdW7SRk/s400/DSC01485.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faraglioni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5 p.m we went back to the Port because the next ferry back to Naples is at 5:30pm. We bought 2 one-way tickets which cost another €17/person. While waiting for our ferry, I dip my feet into the sea. It was cold and fun! I really wished I had brought my swimsuit or bought a bikini. I feel like jumping into the sea! It was too gorgeous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7cq1NcTyTLc/TlPUAhd2lII/AAAAAAAABD8/TqKdOAFbnEA/s400/IMG_1048.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Puaskan hati. ^_^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Capri Island at 5:30pm and reached Naples around 6:30pm. Then we rest for a while at our hotel, before going out for dinner. We ate at the halal restaurant we found yesterday. The meal was quite cheap and filling. After dinner, we hang around the train station for a bit before returning to the hotel to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 6 [04.07.2011]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we're going to Pompeii. We're taking a tour today. bB booked and deposited the tour from Moscow. After Egypt, we found out that if we're going to a historical place, it's better to follow a tour and get to know the history. Otherwise we would be wasting our time not knowing the place and just for the sake of taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 10 a.m the tour guide guy (I forgot his name) picked us up at the hotel. We checked out and kept our bags. Then we picked up some more tourists at other hotels before continue our journey to Pompeii. It was quite a short journey. Only 20 minutes from Naples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know the details of the tour, how much it costs or which website bB took because he was the one handling it. All I know is that you can choose Scavi Di Pompei+Mount Vesuvius Tour or Just Scavi Di Pompei. We only took the Scavi Di Pompei tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we made a stop at a seashells carving factory, in front of the Scavi Di Pompei. The lady brief us on seashells carving while the tourguide goes and buy the tickets. The carves was really beautiful but it was really expensive! the cheapest is a really small locket that costs €50!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_KzvGSPFZc/TlPUdjvl8TI/AAAAAAAABEE/KLGU7gy5Hl8/s400/DSC01505.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's been carving seashells for 70 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32DUH2KeFTY/TlPUvi1RR-I/AAAAAAAABEM/StBiMurScPI/s400/DSC01509.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;End result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tourguide returned with our tickets, we entered the historical site. The tour was really fun. Made me feel like I wanna live in that time, I wanna know what its like. I wish there was a time machine. It would be really fun knowing the truth about the past. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UHZhNMklers/TlPVN9x5-HI/AAAAAAAABEU/vOkD3qVxC_0/s400/DSC01591.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwd_ENtnIR0/TlPVqA7BplI/AAAAAAAABEc/eoeABrwwhhQ/s400/DSC01604.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First evidence of what happened to civilization of Pompei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOigdLFUvzM/TlPWWwazPcI/AAAAAAAABEk/V6_1UOwGChY/s400/DSC01620.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrance at Scavi di Pompei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour didn't take that long. We returned back to Naples in the afternoon. Took our luggages, bought our tickets to Rome, which costs €10 (if I'm not mistaken), had our lunch at McD's in the Railway Station and board our train at 2:15pm to Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Naples! It was such friendly town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Stop, Italian Job Part 4: ROME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8742681287028827342?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8742681287028827342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8742681287028827342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8742681287028827342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8742681287028827342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/08/italian-job-part-3-naples-capri-pompeii.html' title='Italian Job Part 3: Naples, Capri &amp; Pompeii'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2l6ePoiC5mQ/TlPKHrYXstI/AAAAAAAABCc/GPs0VoagOj4/s72-c/DSC01289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7468270468399169548</id><published>2011-07-31T20:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T20:20:12.932+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>HAPPY RAMADHAN!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been out for a while. I just got back from KL on Saturday. Tomorrow I'll be starting my electives in HTAA. Hopefully everything will go smoothly. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Italian Job Part 3 will just have to wait. I barely started on it, I just don't have the mood yet. My blogging mood always starts late at night, and since my jet-lags are gone, I've been sleeping early. Anyway, hope you guys will stay patient.. it's Ramadhan after all.. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wish all the Muslims,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY RAMADHAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this year be more bless full and meaningful.. InsyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://areana.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/salam_ramadhan_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" width="327" src="http://areana.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/salam_ramadhan_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7468270468399169548?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7468270468399169548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7468270468399169548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7468270468399169548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7468270468399169548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-ramadhan.html' title='HAPPY RAMADHAN!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5537568657734640311</id><published>2011-07-24T22:47:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:59:51.547+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Italian Job Part 2: Venice</title><content type='html'>We spent 2 days 2 nights in Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived around 4:30pm from Florence and search for our hotel immediately. We stayed at Adua Hotel. It was near the grand canal and about 5 minutes walk from the Stazione di Venezia Santa Lucia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in, we decided to have a little rest. The hotel is really cute. The room is small and several rooms shared a bathroom but it's air-conditioned, has a WiFi and a common kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 6 pm, we went for a little walk around Venice. We didn't go too far. Just around the Grand Canal, checking out gondolas, and looking for food. We checked in the net before we head out if there was any halal restaurants around. After checking the address we went out searching for it. Unfortunately, it was closed. Not sure if there was any other halal restaurants because we didn't find any other. So we opt for a cafe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6BqgEQ5288/TixewCMWlkI/AAAAAAAABAs/lOBwfzHFADU/s400/DSC00913.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Grand Canal right in front of the Santa Lucia Railway Station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_4fGIEjJLc/TixfF34vKuI/AAAAAAAABA0/hMpciwW7M2Q/s400/DSC00929.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Small canals in Venice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking out the prices in the menu and me being very hungry (it was already 8pm by then), we just pick a cafe and ordered. I ordered a simple plate of Spaghetti with tomato sauce &amp;amp; cheese and bB ordered Rissoto because he wanted rice. But when the rice came, it looked more like a porridge than rice to us. Dinner was good but it was a little pricey.. erkk! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfj1wRty5D4/TixfhNznG8I/AAAAAAAABA8/knWyK6LpqL0/s400/DSC00952.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Spaghetti I ordered.. yummehh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we walk around some more. Enjoying the night in Venice. The place is so calm and romantic. Not being too hot, and the wind was cooling. There's no cars in Venice. Just boats and people walking which make it even more calmer. We hang out for a while by the canal, watching people having dinner in cafes and listening to music. It was truly a romantic night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ytb-SrVdhg/TixgBcWOn2I/AAAAAAAABBE/QQ3ITGkFqno/s400/DSC00958.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite spot &amp;amp; moment in Venice. It was quite, calm and fun watching the gondolas passing by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMyZ8NgJswA/Tixgu12KSNI/AAAAAAAABBM/C4nc7iv2onc/s400/DSC00997.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A night in Venice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 [01.07.2011]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early in the morning. Got ready and made Maggie Curry that I brought as our breakfast (budget breakfast). After breakfast, we checked out and kept our bags in the store and head out to the Railway Station to buy the reservation ticket to Napoli. We're sleeping in the train tonight! Costs us €30/person for a bed. Then we bought the 12 hours Waterbus ticket to get around Venice, costs us €18/person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OOTRbs7R09c/Tixhahgx6aI/AAAAAAAABBU/fUsexL6eHFs/s400/DSC01009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gelato!! All the flavour you can choose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We wanted to ride the gondola. We asked for the price, and guess how much it costs?! €100 for 40 minutes!!! which is so not worth it. I'd rather spend €100 on food! So then we rode the waterbus to the Realto which is the biggest and oldest bridge in Venice. After taking some photos with the bridge, we head out to San Marco &amp;amp; Dodge's Palace. We spent quite a while there. Walking around and taking pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcxHN39CqiA/Tixh3tQtEpI/AAAAAAAABBc/gT780LV0rEQ/s400/DSC01042.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Realto Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pyle40o676c/TixijSDMlWI/AAAAAAAABBk/bmVSv7qAcpA/s400/DSC01086.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piazza San Marco &amp;amp; Dodge's Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juysxSOuSBo/TixjBOJhnqI/AAAAAAAABBs/Ck8IPm0o53s/s400/DSC01122.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basilica di San Marco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At about 1 p.m we returned to Ferrovia to have lunch. There's this one restaurant that sold a pretty cheap pizza. About €2/slice.. It's a pretty big slice! It's the cheapest we found in Venice. After lunch, we head out to Murano and Burano Island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murano Island is an Island that produces glass. There are pretty glass shops &amp;amp; souvenirs sold on that island. The chandeliers are so beautiful. But I didn't buy any of it. It's was pretty and all, but there's nothing cheap that suits my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwgm_dDFrVM/TixjeJMO22I/AAAAAAAABB0/x5fS0TwIMKg/s400/DSC01201.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even flowers on the balcony are made of glass! lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we took another boat to Burano Island. This island is like a fishermen island, with small-multiple coloured houses. There aren't that many tourist in this island. It's very serene and calm. We just hang there for a while and watch the sun sets. It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkUzFVsOr0A/TixkKuwCbmI/AAAAAAAABB8/cX9k0ULyc5E/s400/DSC01244.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most colourful houses you've ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJfGRbpb0dY/TixlRyx06zI/AAAAAAAABCE/XA96K1vqxMM/s400/DSC01251.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View of the ocean. I love the serenity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8p.m, we took the waterbus back to Venice. Reached Ferrovia around 9:30pm. We took our bags and had dinner at the same Pizzeria where we had lunch. Then we board our train to Naples at 11:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tk9m3fjUxdY/Tixl81cT8lI/AAAAAAAABCM/YimibVX4eLw/s400/DSC01283.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final waterbus ride back to Ferrovia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was knocked out as soon as the train moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Stop; Italian Job Part 3: Naples, Capri &amp;amp; Pompeii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=5537568657734640311" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zZNg_ypJfTo/TixmkVkaebI/AAAAAAAABCU/ivjokwUmoPY/s400/IMG_0792.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5537568657734640311?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5537568657734640311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5537568657734640311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5537568657734640311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5537568657734640311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/07/italian-job-part-2-venice.html' title='Italian Job Part 2: Venice'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6BqgEQ5288/TixewCMWlkI/AAAAAAAABAs/lOBwfzHFADU/s72-c/DSC00913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4513550083674159397</id><published>2011-07-22T13:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:55:35.584+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Italian Job Part 1: Pisa &amp; Florence</title><content type='html'>This is the post you've all been waiting for.. My Summer Italian Trip.. 13 days, 4 states, 7 cities.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really know how to start.. but let me just try my best.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1. [29.06.2011]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight was at 10 am (if i'm not mistaken), so we left the hostel around 6 am. Arrived at the airport quite early because there was no traffic. We checked in around 8 and my bag was overweight. We took Baltic air and I didn't know there was a 8 kg limit for handluggage, and if you want to put your bag in the cargo, you have to pay RUB1200. So I had to take out some stuffs and put them into my handbag. Lucky I brought a huge handbag! hahaa.. and we had a nice stewardess at the counter. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was delayed for almost an hour and we arrived in Fiumicino Airport, Rome 1/2 hour late. So we rushed to get off the plane, took the airport express to Termini Roma Station which costs €15/person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got onto the aeroexpress as quickly because we were trying to catch the 2:45 pm train to Pisa from Roma Termini. But we didn't quite make it. We bought the next train to Pisa which was at 3:20 pm. We wanted to catch the 2:45 pm train because it was the faster train which takes only 2 hours to Pisa. The 3:20pm train takes 4 hours even though it was way cheaper. Costs us only €3/person for the seats since we already had the Trenitalia pass. So we just pass the time, ate some lunch while waiting for our train to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3:20pm, off we board on our train to Pisa. The train ride was awesome. The view was super magnificent. Subhanallah. Only Allah knows of such beauty. There were endless fields of sunflowers! Everytime the train stops, I wish to get down for a while and just take a photo among the sunflowers! I've never seen so many sunflowers in my life! The yellow, green and the sun makes them even more beautiful. I wish I could catch a picture of what I saw, but the train was going too fast, so the pictures all turned out blurry. :( Then we pass by the ocean. All I could do is sigh at such view.. They were truly beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aM7jztYs0rg/Tik8yQCNBmI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Pj3ysQnxmZk/s400/DSC00676.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That yellow field is full of Sunflowers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bF7rzQJt_V4/Tik9PsqbrXI/AAAAAAAAA_M/StvaCfxxSSk/s400/DSC00683.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ocean view. Breathtaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Pisa around 7pm. According to reviews we checked on the net, they said it only takes about 15-20 minutes to get to The Leaning Tower of Pisa from the Stazione Pisa Centrale and you can see the tower from far. IT'S A LIE! Took us nearly 35 minutes to get there! Plus we didn't have a map, we had no idea where we were heading and we had to pull our bags! We kept asking people every 10 minutes of walking or so. PLUS we only had about an hour to spend in Pisa because the next train to Florence is at 8:30 p.m. So when we came to the tower, we furiously took our pictures with the tower and decided to take a cab back to the Stazione Pisa Centrale because we didn't really have much time. Cost us €7. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5aSUX01rqHY/Tik-GyFSagI/AAAAAAAAA_U/-VrX0F3vLC0/s400/DSC00695.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The famous Leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have to pay extra for seating to Florence. Just hop on and sit anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Florence about an hour later. It was already dark by then. We got off the train and start searching for our hostel. It wasn't that far from the Train Station. We stayed at Afossi Hostel House. The place was ok. No WiFi, no kitchen and no aircon or even a fan despite the heat, but it was clean and the owner was very hospitable. Plus, it was near the Train Station. :) AND WE WERE DYING FOR A BATH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were all cleaned up, we had a walk around the city. The city is beautiful. There were live music playing by street, people eating supper and drinking wine. Teenagers hanging by the rivers. We were searching for a cafe with WiFi, since bB can't live without the internet. So we found one cafe. Very nice and cosy (but don't ask the price). We asked the waiter, he said the WiFi is free (of course with an order). So we ordered 2 drinks, and we forgot to tell the size, and came 2 big glass of Iced Lemon Tea! Both of us were like, "oh no!". Then we tried connecting to the WiFi but failed. So then bB asked the man at the counter about the WiFi, he said the WiFi is only until 11pm and the time had passed. Both of us were like, 1st day in Italy and we got cheated! Dang... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" I hate being a tourist sometimes.. So we just enjoyed the city and the night, what else to do right? And maybe (may be) not walk into a cafe anymore.. :P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZGhtYXyDhM/Tik-oPZDDxI/AAAAAAAAA_c/T9wErMK5qmc/s400/DSC00766.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 big glass of Iced Lemon Tea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtbPViz-uoI/Tik_DYPVVGI/AAAAAAAAA_k/f1ImksNkcJE/s400/DSC00783.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't remember what this Piazza is called, but it's beautiful.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McD's near the train station to ask whether they had any WiFi. Unfortunately, they had some problem with their router and the WiFi wasn't working. :( So then we returned back to our hostel, disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2. [30.06.2011]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early in the morning, got ready and search for some breakfast. So tried walking around the block to search for any cafe with WiFi service but there was no luck. So we had to return to last night's cafe in order to use the internet. Oh well.. what to do right? Mr. B can't live without the internet. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoBdr1mqrHQ/Tik_uuIBYyI/AAAAAAAAA_s/qw5ukw2Mgi4/s400/DSC00805.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast &amp;amp; WiFi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we checked out and kept our bags. Then we head out to Piazza Michelangelo which was situated at the hilltop where you can see the whole city of Florence. We took a taxi to get there because we, once again were catching time. Costs us about €9. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzMt7DjlXg8/TilAGP3H4QI/AAAAAAAAA_0/_DLXJJMmVN8/s400/DSC00816.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piazza Michelangelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view was magnificent and breathtaking! The scene was like in the movie Letters to Juliet. It was really beautiful. We decided to walk down the hill back to the Centre, we went through a garden called Giardino delle Rose. There were a lot of roses and I love roses! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aI9ebym0uF0/TilAm4l6q9I/AAAAAAAAA_8/SU5ve2FdNMA/s400/DSC00844.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giardino Delle Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were downhill, we went around the city. Mostly the same spot as last night. Florence isn't really a big city. You can walk around the city within an hour or so. We didn't go to any museums or galleries which were the main attraction in Florence since we didn't study arts or had any interest in them. Plus, we didn't have the budget and time. But if you do stop by Florence and interested in arts, you should definitely go to Uffizi and Accademia. That's were Michelangelo's famous masterpieces are being exhibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhnxAC_it7c/TilEGXRdnwI/AAAAAAAABAc/Ilh0zOFlv5w/s400/DSC00798.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ponte Vecchio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8hMIbY34NY/TilA_IuDC3I/AAAAAAAABAE/7lD9_JnHdFY/s400/DSC00866.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crossing Ponte Vecchio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i80gImmailg/TilBw5v4gzI/AAAAAAAABAM/cALTNeLRsO4/s400/DSC00880.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don't know why but the architecture made it look like it's made out of cardboards.. huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the hostel around 1:30pm to collect our bags. After lunch, we boarded our train to Venice at 2:30 pm. The ride took 2 hours. It was an expensive train. Costs us €10/person for a seat. But the seat was very comfortable. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for Italian Job Part 2: Venice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0APFeOaYwQ/TilEc1HCf9I/AAAAAAAABAk/zk2Zg_7nab8/s400/DSC00903.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The train in the movie The Tourist ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4513550083674159397?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4513550083674159397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4513550083674159397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4513550083674159397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4513550083674159397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/07/italian-job-part-1-pisa-florence.html' title='Italian Job Part 1: Pisa &amp; Florence'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aM7jztYs0rg/Tik8yQCNBmI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Pj3ysQnxmZk/s72-c/DSC00676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4227785862618702366</id><published>2011-07-18T10:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:04:02.908+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>I'm home</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Kuantan.. 2 days now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to do and I feel so damn lazy! I can't update anything about my Italian trip yet. Writing about a trip takes too much time!! I just want to relax for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feel nice to be home. My dad's healthy now. He can walk with a cane.. no more using walker. Alhamdulillah.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later peeps! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4227785862618702366?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4227785862618702366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4227785862618702366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4227785862618702366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4227785862618702366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-home.html' title='I&apos;m home'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8211249855998318197</id><published>2011-07-13T01:37:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T01:37:16.351+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Summer Heat</title><content type='html'>Packing for home now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bag is now full of clothes.. I'm bringing back 70% of my clothes from 6 years ago.. I don't want to be all "kelam-kabut" next year when I graduate. Although I still think I might have to ask my mom(if she's coming to my graduation ceremony. InsyaAllah) to bring another empty bag. I have too many clothes!! and most of them I've not worn for years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted not bringing some of them back last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have some magical powers so I can clean ALL THIS MESS!!! I just finished folding all my washed clothes. I hate cleaning, I hate tidying up and packing! arghh.. it consumes too much energy &amp;amp; time! And I feel like I'm moving too slow... everything is a mess! My room is a total mess! I feel all stressed out looking at all this mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm looking at my shelves.. There are papers with scribbles, old receipts, notes since matrix (&lt;i&gt;1 sem punya notes pun nak bawak.. adoi&lt;/i&gt;).. I thought I'd be using it, shows the internet was more useful.. :P Now I don't know what to do with them.. Should I just throw them away or give them to new students coming in next sem? I truly hate throwing away knowledge. I still have my SPM notes at home. But then again, what are knowledge on paper when you don't have them in your heart and mind, right? And plus, internet access is so easy nowadays that I'm really having trouble deciding on these words on papers. Will there be anyone who would want them?.. Should I just throw them away? Having a tough time deciding. I know its not like I will read them.. But what if I do need to read them one day? Words on paper, and words coming from lecturer's experience is totally different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what am I doing with all these handbags?? wuuuu... I have this habit of keeping old stuffs.. Unless their ruin or broken, I will keep them FOREVER! It's such a bad habit.. but I'm very sentimental and I feel like things have feelings. Blame "Karangan Darjah 1" - &amp;nbsp;Aku Sebatang Pen, Aku Sebuah Beg, Aku Sebatang Payung, Aku Sepasang Kasut, and it goes on. Its stuck with me ever since! and bB said its bad to think that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy too tired now.. and looking at this messy room makes me even more tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out peeps.. later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DSRkuwDsoKo/Thy-Me3O4MI/AAAAAAAAA-8/WrS4clwLcRM/s400/DSC02354.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some fresh raspberries I picked at Botanical Garden just now.. Not fully ripe yet, but I still love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8211249855998318197?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8211249855998318197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8211249855998318197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8211249855998318197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8211249855998318197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-heat.html' title='Summer Heat'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DSRkuwDsoKo/Thy-Me3O4MI/AAAAAAAAA-8/WrS4clwLcRM/s72-c/DSC02354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4276217433056513552</id><published>2011-07-11T13:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:12:39.354+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Arridaverci Italia</title><content type='html'>Ahh... just arrived in Moscow, in my cosy little room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a tiring 2 weeks it was, jumping from one state to another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll have the energy to update my trip.. but not today obviously.. I still feel woozy like I'm on a plane/train/boat/cars.. like I'm still moving.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9hZFPaq85A/Thq-Q-ZFt8I/AAAAAAAAA-0/dg6a4wni3vo/s400/DSC00657.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Italian coast, view from the plane. Few minutes before landing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4276217433056513552?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4276217433056513552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4276217433056513552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4276217433056513552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4276217433056513552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/07/arridaverci-italia.html' title='Arridaverci Italia'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9hZFPaq85A/Thq-Q-ZFt8I/AAAAAAAAA-0/dg6a4wni3vo/s72-c/DSC00657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-3482554723049858887</id><published>2011-06-27T16:50:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:55:36.061+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Guess What?!</title><content type='html'>Because we had wait through the weekend to get my mother's TVIEXPRESS certificate verified, the list of hotels has been updated and the one I booked last week is GONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my mother's certificate is still no verified, so Mr. Uncle generously offered his certificate. And I had to go through the hassle once again of finding a new hotel because the hotel I booked 4 days ago has been updated with a new list of hotels. So the hotel I booked last week isn't in the new list! Am I making any sense? I hope you get the picture of what I'm trying to say. PLUS! All the tax &amp;amp; service charges of the hotels in the new list are above US$100!! NOT ONE IS BELOW $100.. I say this is cheating! wtf right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my hotel confirmation email. I sent it like 3-4 emails to the hotel because I was worried. I just got a reply for the one I sent 2 days ago. And I sent like 3 emails yesterday. LOL! Now I'm embarrased. :"3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one Mr Uncle made with his certificate still hasn't got any reply yet. I guess, we'll know tomorrow or the day after. I truly hope everything will go well for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVIEXPRESS made my life a living hell. I could have gone through hostelworld.com or booking.com without any of this nonsense. I wouldn't even have to change hotels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my mom had to say was, "ada lah hikmah dia tu... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr. Uncle said to me, mama said to him, "dah suruh buat booking lama dah.. last minute baru nak kelam kabut". In my head was like - Bb just finished exam last week, and we did do this as soon as our exam finished. I booked the hotel on the 23rd.. We had to find a cheap plane and trains, the best way to get there, we didn't know where we are heading first. Maybe Rome is our first stop, maybe it's Venice or Pisa or Florence. How are we supposed to know without proper planning? right? After our transportation system is covered, then we plan where to go first and how many days. After that only can we decide the date &amp;amp; place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what Mr. Uncle said, "&lt;i&gt;lain kali book hotel dulu, baru lah beli ticket kapal terbang&lt;/i&gt;".. &lt;i&gt;Ya Allah, sabar je lah dengan uncle ni tau! Tak tau lah dia nak buat lawak ke tak.. tapi seriously, I told him, kalau flight tiba2 tak dapat, cancel or delay. Then burn je lah kan hotel tu kan? Pandai &amp;nbsp;betul la orang MLM ni. Pastu kita kene beli certificate USD250 lagi lah kan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lepas tu dia cakap, "jalan kaki lah.." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there is a very thick border between jokes and stupid jokes. And I don't think Mr. Uncle knows about this border. Maybe he's trying to be friendly or even try to cool me down, and break the tension. But it just makes me annoyed with him. LIKE SERIOUSLY ANNOYED! and I'm just that person who is seriously easily annoyed with a person.&amp;nbsp;Especially a person who makes stupid jokes in a serious situation. It's like you're looking at a dead person and laughing at him. Where are your manners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is definitely a thick line between being friendly and somewhat perverted. Please Mr. Uncle. I don't mind if you're handsome and single. But you have a wife and you really shouldn't be saying/writing something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s4wp7-5Hq1g/Tgh73tp6TAI/AAAAAAAAA-s/VOLiiUpkQaA/s1600/Mr%2BUncle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s4wp7-5Hq1g/Tgh73tp6TAI/AAAAAAAAA-s/VOLiiUpkQaA/s400/Mr%2BUncle.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"emmmmmmm lega dpt jumpa anna&lt;/i&gt;"..????? WHO THE HELL WRITES LIKE THAT? It grosses me out and scares the shit out of me! I'm really sorry. I know you've help me a lot with this (mainly because it gave me a lot of trouble), but seriously! I really don't feel like talking to you or even '&lt;i&gt;lega&lt;/i&gt;' to have met you. Maybe you're trying to be friendly, but I don't know you and haven't even met you and you're saying "&lt;i&gt;emmmmmmm lega dpt jumpa anna&lt;/i&gt;".... O.O I really don't think I want to ever meet him! Even if he is a millionaire or something for doing this kind of business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-3482554723049858887?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/3482554723049858887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=3482554723049858887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3482554723049858887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3482554723049858887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s4wp7-5Hq1g/Tgh73tp6TAI/AAAAAAAAA-s/VOLiiUpkQaA/s72-c/Mr%2BUncle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7016904841183974473</id><published>2011-06-25T00:37:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T00:39:31.071+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>oh! saya stress!</title><content type='html'>Why can't travelling be easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving in less than a week. Just got the train &amp;amp; flight ticket. Place to stay in Rome is partially done. Others? I have no idea. Trying to get Rome settled first before trying to get others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like screaming at Tviexpress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. What is TviExpress you ask? It's an MLM company that handles travel services. Sort of a travelling agency, but you have to pay USD250/year, or is it a registration fee? (I'm not sure) and you'll get a free hotel accomodation package. Anyway, my mother signed me up for this saying it'll make travelling easier. She paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it difficult is that -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Getting the account verified. I had to sent in my IC copy to the person in charge and send him multiple emails to get the job done immediately. And since my mother registered it for me, EVERYTHING WENT INTO HER EMAIL. So I had to call her and message her to get my&amp;nbsp;information!&amp;nbsp;And what a hassle it was that day, she forgot her password.. =.=" So I had to call the secretary and ask her to retrieve her boss' email password. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was written in the certificate was not the same as what was offered once you click to redeem your certificate. What written on the certificate was that we'll get 7 days and 6 nights free accommodation by TviExpress. Being me, always scared of something new, I didn't click redeem certificate, I'm afraid if I have to pay anything or anything unwanted happen. So I kept contacting my mother asking her what to do, and she, being her, always can't give me a full explanation on anything, only gave me the guy's (who is incharge this TviExpress thingy) email. So I kept contacting him, asking for every single details. Until he just asked me to click redeem certificate, did I know that we had 2 choices between &lt;b&gt;4 days 3 nights in a hotel OR 8 days 7 nights in a resort&lt;/b&gt;. Unfortunately, there was no resort in Rome, so I had to make due with a hotel. That's where the problem came, because bB already bought our flight tickets, and planned for us to stay 7 days in Rome since the certificate said 7 DAYS AND 6 NIGHTS! wtf right??? &lt;i&gt;Luar cakap lain, dalam cakap lain!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Finding a hotel with taxes &amp;amp; service charge under USD100 with good review is another&amp;nbsp;hassle! oh! you thought you've paid USD250 and everything's done? Nope. You have to pay taxes and service charge according to the list of hotels provided in their website to the person in charge. So I had to pay another USD88 to Mr. Uncle to get my bookings finalized!&lt;br /&gt;And the funny thing is. The amount that I paid USD250+USD88=USD338 for 3 nights and booking.com is offering USD 325.06 for 3 nights (Double or Twin Room). Ok, original price is USD 543.20. But still, I could get that offered price now! (&lt;i&gt;nasib baik mama yang bayar USD 250 tu, kalau tak meraung jugak saya&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Z_cOjbzMk/TgTw6fnwqmI/AAAAAAAAA-c/8087hGQnNco/s1600/booking.com%2BIdea%2Bhotel%2Broma%2Bz3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Z_cOjbzMk/TgTw6fnwqmI/AAAAAAAAA-c/8087hGQnNco/s400/booking.com%2BIdea%2Bhotel%2Broma%2Bz3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click to enlarge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4) Ok since I've redeem my certificate, what to do to get another 3 nights in that hotel. I've decided to redeem my mom's certificate. The problem goes back to no 1 - account verification! My mom had this account for like months already, and with Mr. Uncle's procrastination, her account has yet to verified and since it's the weekend, they have not replied and fasten the verification process, and so I can't make my booking for the next 3 days! AND I'M LEAVING ON THE 29TH! ARGHHHHHHHHH!!! SETERESSSSS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh dear mother.. how do you expect to promote this thing, when you can't give me any explanations on the booking system or even know how to use the internet or even remember your own email password? &lt;b&gt;Because this business is using the internet and paypal and maybank2u to the fullest!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;And when I complained to her, the only thing she said was, "first time, memang lah rasa susah". Sigghhhhhh....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully, Mr. Uncle could get it done by tomorrow. If not, such a trouble for us to check out and check in again in another hotel/hostel/apartment. If mama hadn't paid, I wouldn't have bothered about this. But since she paid, it would be a waste not to use it either. Hishhhh....&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;banyak betul kerja! menyusahkan je!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7016904841183974473?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7016904841183974473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7016904841183974473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7016904841183974473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7016904841183974473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-saya-stress.html' title='oh! saya stress!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Z_cOjbzMk/TgTw6fnwqmI/AAAAAAAAA-c/8087hGQnNco/s72-c/booking.com%2BIdea%2Bhotel%2Broma%2Bz3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-9177184938737718874</id><published>2011-06-19T14:35:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:43:39.331+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Upsetting</title><content type='html'>I must admit that everyone always complain about something. Sometimes they still complain about something that doesn't need complaining. But complains won't come if everyone does a good job. True that we can't satisfy everyone but at least we should do our job with sincerity and hardwork, and try to make everyone happy. It is our duty after all, especially when our job require us to handle people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read &lt;a href="http://duncaninkuantan.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-more-serious-note-letter-of.html"&gt;Mr. Duncan's blog&lt;/a&gt; (he's a Brit married to a Malaysian currently living in Kuantan) where he complained about HTAA poor hospitality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately the medical field has been overwhelmed with a lot of complains. Or is it me that has been reading a lot or is it because I'm graduating soon. Either way, if it's not the doctors that are complaining, it's the patients. I think both complains are directed to the government, and yet we see no improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be lazy workers anywhere you are. But I believe that Malaysian's doctors are a little overworked, but who am I to say, I am still a student. I don't know about that and most of the senior doctors said it's for the better, it'll make us better doctors. Who are we, the students or junior doctors to argue. Even worst, I'm not studying locally, I don't know the system. But when we see patients complains, it just breaks my heart. It is just upsetting. Nurses? no comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, perhaps we became better in curing their diseases but not in treating them. Why do patients feel like we're treating them like crap? Why? Just because they paid RM 1 for our services? They don't deserve at least an explanation about their well being, or their families don't deserve to know about their well being? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear doctors complain about patients all the time too. Yes. Sometimes for RM 1 service they do ask us too much, I think. But then again, didn't we chose this job? Didn't we know what was coming for us? Weren't we prepared to treat patients in curing and handling them with care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when people complains and I hate it more when nothing had been done to solve the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear this again, my point of view of government hospitals when I start working in 1 year time. Cuakkksss! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" Maybe I'll hate it at first, and love it later like &lt;a href="http://xhansx.blogspot.com/2011/06/same-old-question.html"&gt;Dr. Hannan&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: APA KERJA SEKALI PUN YANG DIAMANAHKAN KEPADA KITA, WALAUPUN BUKAN SESUATU YANG KITA SUKA, BUAT LAH DENGAN SEIKHLAS-IKHLASNYA. ITULAH YANG TERBAIK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Kamu diwajibkan berperang (untuk menentang pencerobohan) sedang peperangan itu ialah perkara yang kamu benci; dan boleh jadi kamu benci kepada sesuatu padahal ia baik bagi kamu, dan boleh jadi kamu suka kepada sesuatu padahal ia buruk bagi kamu. Dan (ingatlah), Allah jualah Yang mengetahui (semuanya itu), sedang kamu tidak mengetahuinya."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Al-Quran (2:216) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-9177184938737718874?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/9177184938737718874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=9177184938737718874&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/9177184938737718874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/9177184938737718874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/upsetting.html' title='Upsetting'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-321812684882377881</id><published>2011-06-16T14:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:03:22.939+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>ho..ho..ho..</title><content type='html'>HOLIDAY!!! (ikot2 dr.hana. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I've finally finished my exams! Thank God. Alhamdullilah. I almost went insane! 6 freaking papers for the semester is just shitless crazy. Thank God I finished everything on time, and didn't fail any of them. Alhamdulillah.. seriously, I can not go through this without Allah s.w.t. Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-tWY8jXTM0/TfnUAlLaamI/AAAAAAAAA-U/cZHcMUW5BOo/s400/DSC00448.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Complete credit(zachut) book! The marks are not that great though. But oh well, 5th year mantra "asal pass je dah cukup bersyukur" :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit. When bb was all stressed out and feeling down last year, and told me how hard 5th year was, I really didn't expect it this insanely TOUGH! I thought maybe it was sort of like 3rd year(I almost didn't make it out alive in 3rd year too), but damn.. 5th year is like sucking out your life! I feel like a zombie, especially during exams! Not to mention all the hospitals are so damn far, when you come home all you wanna do is sleep but then you have to study or else you get screwed by the teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical 'lecture' that we got whole year round: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"AWAK DAH 5TH YEAR, MACAM MANA BOLEH TAK BOLEH CAKAP RUSSIAN LAGI, MACAM MANA BENDA NI SEMUA TAK TAHU LAGI? DAH BELAJAR MASA 3RD YEAR, 4TH YEAR??!!"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;*menangis* T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most horrible is during ENT cycle. The teacher called us stupid in almost every single class. What a way to bring down your students. But being us, "&lt;i&gt;buat muka tebal je laah.&lt;/i&gt;." What else can we do right? (&lt;i&gt;and memang terasa bodoh pun benda2 simple macam anatomy pun tak boleh jawab. Benda belajar masa 1st year, mana ingat! heh.. ;P)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still had a fun time in 5th year. hehe. Anyway, just enjoying this moment until September starts. Nothing much to do now but just relax. It feels a little awkward though. Not doing anything now. Some of my batchmates are already flying home today. I'm waiting for bB's graduation ceremony on 28th June, then we'll be flying off to Italy on 29th before heading back to Malaysia. I can't wait for Italy! woot! :))) Thank God I passed yesterday's exam, because the Re-Examination date is on 29th! It's so funny that they already pasted up the Re-examination dates on the notice board, like they already expected students to fail. What a motivation before entering the hall! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I realised I wrote "thank God" like multiple times. Well, the truth is, I am truly THANKFUL! and I don't know how else to say it. I am just so happy right now. ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL YEAR! HERE I COME! :S erk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-321812684882377881?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/321812684882377881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=321812684882377881&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/321812684882377881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/321812684882377881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/hohoho.html' title='ho..ho..ho..'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-tWY8jXTM0/TfnUAlLaamI/AAAAAAAAA-U/cZHcMUW5BOo/s72-c/DSC00448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5782993976237908313</id><published>2011-06-11T13:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T13:55:29.817+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Really Malaysians??</title><content type='html'>Ok. So there was this pole posted by &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/NoMegaTower"&gt;1M Malaysians Reject 100-storey Mega Tower&lt;/a&gt; facebook page: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where else would you prefer the government to spend the RM 1.4 million that the 1Pengguna Website cost us?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWgZaRqXipg/TfM6tn8RP3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/q8kzPllQSL0/s1600/megatower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWgZaRqXipg/TfM6tn8RP3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/q8kzPllQSL0/s400/megatower.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click to enlarge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ARE YOU F*CKING KIDDING ME MALAYSIANS????&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1047 total votes, and 429 goes to subsidy for car fuel???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You guys would rather be stuck in traffic jams and pay tolls rather than taking an improved transport system or better education &amp;amp; healthcare for the future?? This is just absurd and totally ridiculous! I'm so upset with my nation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5782993976237908313?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5782993976237908313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5782993976237908313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5782993976237908313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5782993976237908313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/really-malaysians.html' title='Really Malaysians??'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWgZaRqXipg/TfM6tn8RP3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/q8kzPllQSL0/s72-c/megatower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7519133432289808452</id><published>2011-06-11T01:00:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T01:00:57.114+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>omg! omg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="286" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/37y9do-WCks" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I know this video has been out for quite some time now, but I just realized they shot it at CROCODILE ROCK! ok. If you're a Kuantanese, you'd know where Croc Rock is. It's situated right at the entrance of my housing area!! OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. ok. ter-over-excited plak. I don't know why I didn't realized it when I saw the video the first time. Maybe I wasn't paying attention. huhu.. Anyway, you can see at 0:34 the pizza box says 'crocodile rock', then again at 1:14 on the walls. teehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through Yuna's fb fanpage when I decided to play "gadis semasa" song on youtube. When suddenly I realized, "eh, how come this place looks familiar?". Then suddenly saw the paper on the wall wrote "crocodile rock". HAHA! EXCITED GILER! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Croc Rock punye pizza sedap giler! burger dia pon sedap k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH! RINDUNYE KUANTAN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lagi exam! kuatkan semaangaaaaaaattt!!! good luck to me! next is Epidemiology &amp; Infectious Disease. The toughest exam of the semester!! *pengsan*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7519133432289808452?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7519133432289808452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7519133432289808452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7519133432289808452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7519133432289808452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/omg-omg.html' title='omg! omg!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/37y9do-WCks/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-1302379438518937245</id><published>2011-06-07T22:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T22:52:11.867+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Study Shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="367" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TFjLMrI5hZI" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jom Study! huhuhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-1302379438518937245?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/1302379438518937245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=1302379438518937245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1302379438518937245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1302379438518937245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/study-shuffle.html' title='Study Shuffle'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TFjLMrI5hZI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-1749798367309818111</id><published>2011-06-03T18:20:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T13:59:39.234+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Wadle wadle..</title><content type='html'>In so many ways, I am thankful that I got to study outside of Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know and experience a lot of things. I'm not saying I know everything about Earth, but at least my knowledge isn't limited. Although, knowledge can be gain by reading, there is still something about experiencing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins are in Germany with my aunt on holiday. I was browsing his fb, and one of his friend wrote "pkul 10 baru nk senjaaa????pelik???". Oh I wouldn't have known about it too if I wasn't living outside of the Equator (or more known as Garisan Khatulistiwa in Malay). Although I know about Solstice and Equinox (if you've paid attention in school. You should know about it), I still didn't expect the time to be so much different. And if I didn't get to live overseas, I wouldn't have known about &lt;b&gt;day-light-saving&lt;/b&gt; either.. I told about it to my mom, she doesn't understand it. Sometimes she gets a bit confused with the time difference, but she still don't get it. Btw, Subuh pukul 3.30am skarang, Maghrib pukul 10 malam. Best sebab siang panjang! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Its the other way in Winter, Subuh at 8 a.m and Maghrib at  4pm. The best time to "ganti puasa". LOL! call it cheating, but its not fun fasting in -30°C either. You feel hungry all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that I get to experience the 4 seasons. Always in my dream since I was a child. I always wanted to touch snow, although when I was a child, I didn't know that snow was cold! like SUPER DUPER COLD! and once it started snowing, you don't really wanna go out, the the suckiness when the temperature gets to 0°C and the snow melts and become like slushes and your boots get wet and dirty &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; then the temperature goes down again to -10°C and the roads are all covered in ice and you can't even walk!!! -___-" I fell down thrice this year! saket kot jatuh atas ice!! ;(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-514Px2n30b4/TejoOgWf9oI/AAAAAAAAA9s/DGvVv9YfqmY/s400/IMG_0598.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not just the road are covered with ice, but even the trees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how women are so confident and beautiful here. They wear whatever they want. And yes, the bra-less and bikini season has begun. My friend siap pergi "people watching" most evenings in the park. She's a girl. I'm a girl too but the women here are just so beautiful that you can't keep your eyes off them. I'm not even upset that my bb also stares at them. because EVEN I STARE AT THEM! It's hard not to look at them and find them beautiful. Even some of the doctors look like models! Although, there are turn offs too, since the "babushki" (grandmothers) are also braless and in bikinis.. lol! I still like them too, since they're still so confident with their bodies even being oversized and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wk1FVZzUInA/TejpDsDVOOI/AAAAAAAAA90/VFIm7sUceXk/s400/35129_416618336580_540941580_5170771_427706_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like how internet and transport system is so fast and efficient here. Yes, I'm comparing Malaysia to developed country. But since the 'hu-ha' they made about &lt;i&gt;Malaysia is so maju than Russia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;in the papers, I am comparing them! I can download my Glee &amp;amp; Grey's Anatomy in 20 minutes. (it's the only series I watch because I don't have time to watch series!) And the max time I waited for a bus is 20 minutes and never more that 5 minutes for the metro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vbs0Ujg9A8/Tejqjff3cWI/AAAAAAAAA98/yW9tOqF31_E/s400/moscow-metro.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard St. Petersburg's metro stations are more beautiful. Will go there after exam! ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how everyone walks here. I saw a grandma (old &amp;amp; grey hair) running in HEELS for the metro! I was like, omg! and I can't walk properly in heels, she's running in them! My brother complains that Malaysia is too hot to walk around. Oh do you think walking in -30°C is fun?? Malaysians always with their &lt;i&gt;alasan&lt;/i&gt;. Sorry to say, but I feel Malaysians are just lazy. We eat too much, and exercise too little. Its 10 minutes walk to the uni, but Malaysian students will always take the bus, even if they have to wait 10 minutes for the bus. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how the streets are not congested with cars. Yes, there is still traffic jams here. Traffic jams are the one of the world's most unsolved problem, but I rarely see double parking at the side of the street, not even in front of the bank. I don't see cars in the hospital, just trees. Another thing I like, there are a lot of parks and trees here. All I can see in Malaysian hospitals are car parks. Even my mom complains not having enough car parks in hospitals. Aiyo! There should be more trees! not car parks! Its so weird that a city which spends 6 months of winter has more trees and parks than a country that spends the whole year under the SUN. I don't understand why they're chopping down trees in Kuantan, just because a car got hit by a fallen tree branch while parked under the tree. Last2, kau cari pokok gak kan nak park kereta supaya kereta sejuk. ONE CAR! -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpfa123Em_s/Tejr9SOkg6I/AAAAAAAAA-E/SPMSll_T6yo/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the hospital area where I had my Gynaecology cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh.. I think thats all I can think about now. Gotta get back to my studying. I have Obs&amp;amp;Gynae exam next week! Wish me all the best and happy weekend to everyone! cheers~ ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-1749798367309818111?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/1749798367309818111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=1749798367309818111&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1749798367309818111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1749798367309818111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/06/wadle-wadle.html' title='Wadle wadle..'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-514Px2n30b4/TejoOgWf9oI/AAAAAAAAA9s/DGvVv9YfqmY/s72-c/IMG_0598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2853868792010882785</id><published>2011-05-30T21:53:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T12:07:50.694+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Sindrom Malas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVsY68v9pho/TePY-XsDSAI/AAAAAAAAA9g/u87BGWGBrt0/s1600/163286_483405606813_599261813_6593752_3591825_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVsY68v9pho/TePY-XsDSAI/AAAAAAAAA9g/u87BGWGBrt0/s400/163286_483405606813_599261813_6593752_3591825_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD! WHY DO I FEEL SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LAAAAAAAAAZZZZZZZZZZZYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I realise that my exam is in 2 days?! 2 FREAKING DAYS! I wasted so much time! I wasted 3 days!! seriously. no kidding. I am just not in the mood. sighh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, berikanlah aku semangat.. berikanlah kepadaku Motivation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go, go, go Anna!! STUDY!! I need to pass! I'm even more lazier to repeat the paper!! &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait till the exam eve.. I know I'll panic.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTRA NOTE: ARGHHHH!! MALASNYA NAK INGAT NAMA2 &amp; DOSE UBAT!!! can't we leave that to the pharmacists?? ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2853868792010882785?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2853868792010882785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2853868792010882785&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2853868792010882785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2853868792010882785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/05/sindrom-malas.html' title='Sindrom Malas'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVsY68v9pho/TePY-XsDSAI/AAAAAAAAA9g/u87BGWGBrt0/s72-c/163286_483405606813_599261813_6593752_3591825_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6226146079197992276</id><published>2011-05-28T20:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:29:53.800+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><title type='text'>Dear Allah,</title><content type='html'>My father just had a mild stroke. (according to my mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super sad about it. I called my mom just now, she gave the phone to him. it was devastating to hear him trying to talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for his recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Dear Allah, I love my father and I want him to be healthy. Amin..&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6226146079197992276?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6226146079197992276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6226146079197992276&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6226146079197992276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6226146079197992276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/05/dear-allah.html' title='Dear Allah,'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6045733326180534629</id><published>2011-05-23T23:00:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:01:42.808+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Lifeless</title><content type='html'>I'm dead tired! My exams will start on the 2nd of June and my last class is on the 27th May. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit giler. Memang takde cuti, 4 hari utk study! Rasa macam nak skip exam pun ada, tapi taknak repeat paper. Fail pun taknak jugak. Haish.. pening kepala. Memang takde mood langsung. Nak study pon takde mood. Pastu ada government exam plak! Yang tu memang nak skip pon tak boleh lah, kalau fail kene repeat year teros! adoi! T.T LAST SEM pun 4 paper, rasa macam nak bunuh diri dah. THIS SEM, lagi 4 paper. Seriously, rasa macam nak start terus cuti. DAH MALAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all my holiday-to-do-list planned out. Seriously, I don't know if we have any time at all to do all of them. I really hope we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bB's graduating, and I have another year to go before I've become DR. MAIMUNA MOHAMED AMIN. erkkk! &gt;.&lt;" 7 years being here, and still we haven't seen the whole city. &lt;b&gt;NEVER TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED.&lt;/b&gt; We always say, next year ada lagi. TUP TAP, damn, dah final year dah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things I wanted to post! I have so many things to write, about MASSAD (MALAYSIAN STUDENTS ANNUAL DINNER), about the freeze on medical courses in Malaysia, about bB's birthday. BUT I DON'T HAVE TIME!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. Just wish me luck people! I really do hope 4 days is enough for me to study for my INTERNAL DISEASE EXAMS. [eventhough we all know, there's never enough time to study for exams]. Just pray I'll pass everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SUMMER PEOPLE!!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhrqyy6m-Rs/TdqumDJ8r-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/CUm-Tgf0-6Q/s400/DSC00225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6045733326180534629?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6045733326180534629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6045733326180534629&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6045733326180534629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6045733326180534629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifeless.html' title='Lifeless'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhrqyy6m-Rs/TdqumDJ8r-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/CUm-Tgf0-6Q/s72-c/DSC00225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5232755915918360301</id><published>2011-05-15T13:46:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T14:28:16.046+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><title type='text'>BAD HAIR DAY!</title><content type='html'>So he's been bugging me to get my fringe trim and offered to do so. So I say to myself, well, why not? I trust him enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT ENDED UP LIKE THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1qI6sGqWAk/Tc-gbwjJAfI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qgh-6quLo7E/s400/DSC00064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE BLAMED ME FOR EVERYTHING! my blunt scissors, me distracting him! WTF?!! IT'S MY HAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I GETTING THE BLAME?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhh!! now I have to clip my fringe everyday. and I hate hairclips.. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5232755915918360301?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5232755915918360301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5232755915918360301&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5232755915918360301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5232755915918360301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-hair-day.html' title='BAD HAIR DAY!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1qI6sGqWAk/Tc-gbwjJAfI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qgh-6quLo7E/s72-c/DSC00064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6826786617116825386</id><published>2011-05-14T11:57:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T18:50:46.444+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Lovely Weather</title><content type='html'>It's Spring! Oh finally! after the longest winter ever! The snow finally melted at the end of April, and leaves started blooming early May. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it hasn't been raining like last year. Last year, it was raining the whole spring. Not the typical russian rain, where it rains in the morning and sunny in the afternoon, but a full day rain or well, in this case weeks!&amp;nbsp;Even my shoes were soaked! ;(&amp;nbsp;Its been sunny for a couple of weeks now, but started drizzling yesterday. I really hope it won't be like last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos I took of Spring! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a couple of weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HrQQn38VQAo/Tc4xf88KPTI/AAAAAAAAA74/B2l_73PysYQ/s400/IMG_0724.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpf2VxMVRL0/Tc4yCFoL8GI/AAAAAAAAA8A/GuU9pd0Uym0/s400/IMG_0719.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the leaves weren't blooming yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is now! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwjISakze2A/Tc4yevLwQ9I/AAAAAAAAA8I/6sR60BN6g2U/s400/DSC00029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Full blown of&amp;nbsp;greenness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyrps6epLGc/Tc4yqBYCNvI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9Jj0CC7S00k/s1600/DSC00040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyrps6epLGc/Tc4yqBYCNvI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9Jj0CC7S00k/s400/DSC00040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spring is the season of Tulips! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7cT-IwuLbQU/Tc4yw-FIsiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/f_gpfpgXB80/s400/DSC00049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flowers on trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2H6JhlP33Ks/Tc4zNv9JikI/AAAAAAAAA8g/bRicrTlc1xc/s400/DSC00056.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This tree has only white flowers on it! Looks like a Sakura tree doesn't it?! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jNRzIjiJko/Tc4zl6E78JI/AAAAAAAAA8o/ut4NIjEvMHM/s400/DSC00058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the dandelions are filling up the green grass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why can't it be like this whole year aroud? sighh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH! I even bought myself a new camera. Sony W350D. It's pink and even got some "diamonds" on it! hehehee.. bB's been bugging me to get a new camera since last year because well, my camera was 3.2 megapix, and he never know how to take proper pictures with it. Every picture he took just has to be blurry. So I finally bought this one and I'm in love with it! heheheee.. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=6826786617116825386" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aELa6H8AuLE/Tc41lNaU0iI/AAAAAAAAA8w/yimFu6eQhVA/s400/IMG_0729.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6826786617116825386?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6826786617116825386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6826786617116825386&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6826786617116825386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6826786617116825386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/05/lovely-weather.html' title='Lovely Weather'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HrQQn38VQAo/Tc4xf88KPTI/AAAAAAAAA74/B2l_73PysYQ/s72-c/IMG_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7558384949040768204</id><published>2011-05-08T02:00:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:09:20.012+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="283" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8y4G0_sotB4" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day. I love you and I miss you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7558384949040768204?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7558384949040768204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7558384949040768204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7558384949040768204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7558384949040768204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8y4G0_sotB4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-427825355182898780</id><published>2011-05-04T16:26:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T16:28:38.062+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Forensics</title><content type='html'>I'm in my forensics cycle now. Just came back from a postmortem procedure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRESH CORPSE! YEAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I felt a little woozy just thinking about it. Gosh! The smell of fresh corpse. I can't handle them. I can still remember how it smells. Although, I smelled padlepop when the abdomen was opened, and Teena said it smells like durian. Sweet smell of blood I guess. Still, after a while, it gets into your head. I kept squinting whenever I get to close too the body and the smell went through my mask. Ilamathi siap pakai dua mask! Thank God no one fainted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 8 beds in the morgue, with opened &amp;amp; stitched bodies. The room was kinda cool, with the saw &amp;amp; knifes all around. Winda said it looks like a scene in the SAW movie. LOL! but gosh! the smell. And the pathologists didn't even wore masks! They work like butchers! seriously! They used the saw to open up the head. &lt;i&gt;Buka skull macam nak paru&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;t kelapa&lt;/i&gt;. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't have guess they dissect dead people for a living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the body we got was a 38 year old female found dead at her apartment. Our teacher checked everything, but the cause of death is still unknown until they receive the lab results. Probably died due to intoxication or overdose in my opinion. There were scars "suicide-attempt-like" on her left wrist and another scar also on the left arm which look like she put out her cigarette with her skin. Maybe she was depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other findings; she has no uterus &amp;amp; vagina. Maybe she had histerectomy before but there were no operation marking on her abdomen except for appendectomy. She also had some kind of growth in the right lobe of her liver, probably due to metastasis of cancer. Maybe she had Uterine Cancer before, that's why her uterus was missing, which explains the metastasis of the liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the brain part, where our teacher cut it into slices, showed the brain part by part. Its like flipping through anatomy atlas. He even sliced it to show us the internal capsule, claustrum, etc. Beautiful. Anyone working as pathologist could make an Anatomy Atlas. Definitely NOT in my list. I hate working with corpse. I can't stand their smell. Fresh or the ones kept in formalin solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm going to post a picture of the dissected brain. Anyone with weak heart, please don't scroll down.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ClRjsi6l5Q/TcFFjG5bNTI/AAAAAAAAA7w/QPrtqenefSc/s1600/182630_10150134858510973_639645972_8354573_8048192_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ClRjsi6l5Q/TcFFjG5bNTI/AAAAAAAAA7w/QPrtqenefSc/s400/182630_10150134858510973_639645972_8354573_8048192_n.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not mine though. I got it from a friend who had Forensics cycle previously. I didn't brought my camera down to the morgue. Sigh. I should have though, I think. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-427825355182898780?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/427825355182898780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=427825355182898780&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/427825355182898780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/427825355182898780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/05/forensics.html' title='Forensics'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ClRjsi6l5Q/TcFFjG5bNTI/AAAAAAAAA7w/QPrtqenefSc/s72-c/182630_10150134858510973_639645972_8354573_8048192_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4418377536628769347</id><published>2011-05-01T00:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T20:47:30.238+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Unmistaken</title><content type='html'>If talking to a guy (according to you "manja-ly") is such a big deal to you, I'd rather have sex with some random guy. Then it'll be something WORTHY for you to be upset about, and for me to be scolded. At least I know I actually did something wrong.. sheeshh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4418377536628769347?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4418377536628769347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4418377536628769347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4418377536628769347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4418377536628769347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/unmistaken.html' title='Unmistaken'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-1429713116364990301</id><published>2011-04-27T23:06:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:20:31.227+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><title type='text'>Love and Lesbians</title><content type='html'>I'm in a situation, AT A PARTY. where I'm sitting between a lesbian girl and a straight guy. I must admit, the lesbian is quite pretty, and I've had a thing for girls before, but never been in a relationship with one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the story. I'm sitting there, and the lesbian girl starts to 'manja2' with me. You know, hold hands, hugging, lay down on my lap, talking, laughing etc.. but I don't have feelings for her (yet), but she looks like she might have one on me. The guy is just a friend and nothing more. Well, he has a girlfriend. So what do I matter to him, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in this situation, the lesbian girl is holding and hugging me, where else the guy, just hold my hand to help me get up. Which one would you be mad at? Would you be mad at me for holding the guy's hand, or would you be mad at me for hugging the lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize this: I &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; be a bisexual. oh, who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-1429713116364990301?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/1429713116364990301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=1429713116364990301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1429713116364990301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1429713116364990301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-and-lesbians.html' title='Love and Lesbians'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2097146295277299356</id><published>2011-04-21T07:57:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T07:07:01.577+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Mendedah Aurat</title><content type='html'>Ok. So one of my friend shared this &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/layarminda/alasan-kebiasaan-mereka-yang-dedah-aurat/193179010723238"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; on facebook. I'm feeling a little offensive because I don't wear hijab/headscarf as a Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;The first statement says, it is because of those who doesn't wear hijab is the reason behind the increasing rape cases happening in Malaysia (or around the world).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Well, are they going to ask all those non-Muslims in Malaysia to wear hijab too just like in Arab? And those that do wear hijab get rapes because of us that doesn't wear them? Isn't that a little prejudice? &lt;br /&gt;You know, my roomate's Russian friend laughed when she told her about rape cases in Malaysia. Its like they never even heard of it. Is it because they're allowed to do sex freely? maybe. But it's definitely not because everyone covers their body here. Its the mentality. &lt;br /&gt;If they want to blame something, I'd rather they blame all those American tv shows and music video. They're showing more body than anyone in Malaysia. And yet, no one blames Astro or even the Internet. Most guys I know download porns, so where's the purpose of every girl wearing headscarf anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have nothing to say about the 2nd statement except that I'm one of those people who says those things. lol. Well, I felt defensive. But I know I'm wrong for not wearing hijab.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I know people who wears hijab but does not solat. I think it's better to build the foundation first. &lt;b&gt;Wearing hijab is not in the list of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_Pillars_of_Islam"&gt;Five Pillars of Islam&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;Only your Iman is in the question. I personally think, they should catch those men who doesn't perform their Solat &amp;amp; Friday prayers first before they start pointing fingers at women who doesn't wear hijab. Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Oh, this is like saying, it's ok to be one of those Munafik people. As long as you look good, like you're following God's rule, it's ok. It's ok if you're not doing it whole-heartedly, as long as people see you're doing it, it's ok. As far as I know, Islam isn't the forcing kind, and whatever you do you must do it with all sincerity. Wallahualam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I ask for Allah to open my heart to wear hijab everyday. I'd rather they say to those people who doesn't even pray to Allah, "kalau tak solat sekarang, bila lagi?" and NEVER IN MY LIFE HAVE I HEARD "bertudunglah sebelum anda ditudungkan". If that's the case, the men should wear hijab as well. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my thought as one of those who doesn't wear a hijab. I don't know why not wearing hijab is one big issue as I see, there are so many other issues that contributes to a damage of society than not wearing hijab. Rape cases still happens in Arab even when everyone is wearing Burqa itself. Correct me if I'm wrong. Wallahualam. In the end, I just give in to Allah s.w.t, as He knows what is best for me. Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2097146295277299356?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2097146295277299356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2097146295277299356&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2097146295277299356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2097146295277299356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/mendedah-aurat.html' title='Mendedah Aurat'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-3731039317954899005</id><published>2011-04-20T13:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:38:01.027+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Words in my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="368" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/so69p7DB1sE" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;oh, these times are hard, yeah they are making us crazy, &lt;b&gt;don't give up on me baby&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-3731039317954899005?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/3731039317954899005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=3731039317954899005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3731039317954899005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3731039317954899005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/words-in-my-heart.html' title='Words in my heart'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/so69p7DB1sE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5150935906521625575</id><published>2011-04-19T22:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:50:46.499+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Dance Dance Dance</title><content type='html'>Would you think bad of me if I were to perform on stage with a guy dancing waltz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dancing. Should I sacrifice my passion &amp;amp; talent for someone? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: that guy is not my boyfriend. Would I be humiliating myself &amp;amp; my love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5150935906521625575?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5150935906521625575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5150935906521625575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5150935906521625575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5150935906521625575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance Dance Dance'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6319512623047424265</id><published>2011-04-14T18:34:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T01:12:18.484+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>I write random words when I'm sad</title><content type='html'>I tried so hard to understand,&lt;br /&gt;When you left me at your door,&lt;br /&gt;You've left me broken hearted once again,&lt;br /&gt;and my heart crashes on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to see,&lt;br /&gt;What mistakes I've done wrong,&lt;br /&gt;When everything I say you disagree,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stay calm, stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't, I cried,&lt;br /&gt;Like so many times before,&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts collide,&lt;br /&gt;But you asked me to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to make it last,&lt;br /&gt;To please your heart, to please mine,&lt;br /&gt;Is it all that's left is in the past?&lt;br /&gt;I can't let go of my sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Anna Amin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="368" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_fHoSynoqQk" title="YouTube video player" 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random words when I&apos;m sad'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_fHoSynoqQk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6279314496100947769</id><published>2011-04-09T22:25:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:25:35.498+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Envy</title><content type='html'>Kenapa saya tak pandai buat duit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about materials, I wanna go travelling. I wanna go to every continent in the world and learn about people cultures and see their beautiful cities. Maybe I should sign up for UNICEF. I've always had that dream, but maybe I have other commitments. Sometimes I feel life is too short, sometimes I feel I never have enough efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want money to help people. I want money to see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you divide your dream and time with your loved ones?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6279314496100947769?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6279314496100947769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6279314496100947769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6279314496100947769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6279314496100947769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/envy.html' title='Envy'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-3269806164350054837</id><published>2011-04-09T01:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:47:45.975+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Зачем Я?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="368" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Pck5yag_nX0" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Зачем хочу тебя сейчас..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;я тебя скучаю...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-3269806164350054837?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/3269806164350054837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=3269806164350054837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3269806164350054837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3269806164350054837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='Зачем Я?'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Pck5yag_nX0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4634071298340867735</id><published>2011-04-04T22:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T22:53:02.751+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Floating in My Head</title><content type='html'>This thought had been a while in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my friend got an injury while playing sports, the paramedics asked her to go to the doctors to get it stitched, but she rather let it become a scar rather than having it stitched because she's scared, even though we all know that the doctors would use anaesthesia even for stitching. So basically, we just feel a little pressure going through our skin, NO PAIN. I don't need to tell her that, she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time she said she's afraid of going to the doctors. Last year, her period didn't come for 2 months. I asked her to get it checked but she said she's afraid, but it came after a week or so after she told me. So we just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question in my head, "Kalau doktor(future) takut dengan doktor, mcm mana?" I mean, we all know the outcome and the complications or the severity of&amp;nbsp;procrastinating check-ups and treatments. We know, how severe stages of a disease is more painful than getting early treatments. Unlike people who doesn't have medical background. They can procrastinate or act ignorant about their symptoms. They have the rights to be scared because they don't know. So why are WE scared?&amp;nbsp;What impact would we put on the society? What kind of message are we sending to the society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau doktor sendiri pun takut dengan doktor, apatah lagi orang2 yang tak belajar dalam bidang perubatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always a little upset at people, who wouldn't go to the hospital to get their symptoms checked properly, who let their sickness dragged until sometimes, they had to undergo major surgery. And yet, I have a &lt;b&gt;(future) doctor friend&lt;/b&gt; who is afraid of doctors.. sighhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4634071298340867735?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4634071298340867735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4634071298340867735&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4634071298340867735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4634071298340867735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/floating-in-my-head.html' title='Floating in My Head'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7184038985227696317</id><published>2011-04-01T23:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T23:43:18.842+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grey&apos;s anatomy'/><title type='text'>Running on Sunshine</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching Grey's Anatomy latest episode. Oh My God! My favourite so far! just because I love musicals. hehee.. sebaldi air mata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="283" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/13st2Ouo02M" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Is this what's love suppose to feel like? is this what love feels for other people? well, other people can do it; Meredith and Derek, Christina and Owen, Bailey's got Eli, Karev got Lucy, even Teddy got that tumour patient husband. I want that, I want us to be like that because I love you. I do!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Calliope Iphigenia "Callie" Torres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it'd be good. I'm so sad, I couldn't watch it with bB. He was upset with me. sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7184038985227696317?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7184038985227696317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7184038985227696317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7184038985227696317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7184038985227696317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/running-on-sunshine.html' title='Running on Sunshine'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/13st2Ouo02M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7137526829444768778</id><published>2011-04-01T22:37:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T22:37:59.664+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><title type='text'>I dont deserve your attention</title><content type='html'>I have this bad habit, where I tend to just let things out of my mouth without thinking. I tell everything to every one and I mean EVERYTHING. Bad, good, it doesn't really matter. Private or Public, everything is just public to me. Everything is normal, everyone does it, everyone hears about it, so why is it such a big deal??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say everything, anything without thinking what others would thought about it, I say them without thinking the impacts and effects it gives, I say them without thinking what others felt about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I hurt someone along the way, maybe I seem disrespectful. Most of the time, it just never hit me. I don't mean it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bB's so upset about it. 4 years, and I still haven't change this attitude. Its still here, its still the same. It still upsets him. This one little tiny habit of mine that is so hard to change, that is bringing such huge complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants our relationship to be private. I think if he read about the Lychee post he'd be upset too. Most times, he'll get upset even when I wrote something on his facebook wall or a status about our argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I keep my mind shut? or at least keep it to myself. I tried, but then I'll forget. They always come back and I feel like I'm the worst person in the world for doing such thing. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7137526829444768778?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7137526829444768778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7137526829444768778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7137526829444768778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7137526829444768778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-deserve-your-attention.html' title='I dont deserve your attention'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-3138806148151736362</id><published>2011-03-25T19:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T19:37:01.692+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Manipulated</title><content type='html'>Kata saya, "lelaki suka memanipulasi". Kata mereka, "perempuan tidak pernah&amp;nbsp;memahami"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed off with my boyfriend because he finished my can of lychee which I bought for rm18!!! and he blamed me because I didn't tell him, not to finish it off. wth???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kempunan laici sangat2 skarang ni tapi duit kekurangan sebab dah hujung bulan... iskk.. sampai nangis2 tadi, tp dia buat "don't know" je.. sbb dia pon takde duit nak ganti balik.. aduuuhh.. sedihnya hati ni!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasal laici pon boleh gaduh sampai nak break-up. grrrrr... geramnya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnwoCXNRWKg/TA_WE1iH14I/AAAAAAAAABI/5_0yXmZZxgo/s1600/DSC03537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnwoCXNRWKg/TA_WE1iH14I/AAAAAAAAABI/5_0yXmZZxgo/s1600/DSC03537.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-3138806148151736362?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/3138806148151736362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=3138806148151736362&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3138806148151736362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/3138806148151736362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/03/manipulated.html' title='Manipulated'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnwoCXNRWKg/TA_WE1iH14I/AAAAAAAAABI/5_0yXmZZxgo/s72-c/DSC03537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8088943695791583644</id><published>2011-03-14T06:48:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T06:49:35.854+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>ENT</title><content type='html'>Swollen throats made me loose my appetite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: on the bright side - the snow is melting! and the temperature is finally above zero degree. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8088943695791583644?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8088943695791583644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8088943695791583644&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8088943695791583644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8088943695791583644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/03/ent.html' title='ENT'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4346360696043253043</id><published>2011-03-12T23:22:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:27:04.051+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tun Dr Mahathir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Tun Mahathir visits Moscow</title><content type='html'>Tun Mahathir was actually in Moscow for some work, but Kelab Umno Moscow sent in a request for him to meet with Malaysian students who are pursuing their studies here and they got lucky when Tun said YES! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the embassy gave limited seats to those who want to meet the legendary Tun Mahathir. Only 300 seats from 2000 of malaysian students all over moscow. So, everyone gave in their names as quick as possible to the student bodies hoping to get seats. Alhamdulillah, I was one of the lucky ones whose name got picked to experience this once in a lifetime event. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tun gave us an inspiring speech. How we should repay the community once we become successful because it is from the community that we become who we are. There are a lot of us who went overseas and decided not to come back and work, but the way he put it, I don't remember the exact words, it just went straight to my heart why should contribute to our country, why we should work in our own country. It's all because we should contribute to our own community, the people who are the reason why we are here in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of me blabbering. Here's some pics! enjoy! ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4346360696043253043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsLDTiEIrnc/TXvM2cOqV4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/_5W-bm01QVg/s400/197891_10150104161716406_726931405_6802327_4835165_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so starstruck at this time until one of the embassy staff had to tap me to move. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4346360696043253043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p3gMQYHJs7U/TXvMo8hh60I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/F3efiPVom1Q/s400/188678_10150117153564687_737404686_6080955_7923336_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shaking hands with Tun Hasmah. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4346360696043253043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lEFmYwl0CZ8/TXvM73zlbkI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0EPH9B25Wus/s400/IMG_0653%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tun Mahathir giving his speech. Photo from where I sat. Don't mind my 3.2 megapix camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4346360696043253043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqTKbHx_E3s/TXvNAiX98sI/AAAAAAAAA6w/UgXT4KRng28/s400/IMG_0654%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture from the tv in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4346360696043253043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xIYh-DsJbE/TXvNF4c7bDI/AAAAAAAAA64/Msgf3cXmES8/s400/IMG_0658%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bB having his moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4346360696043253043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yw7Qti7RIhM/TXvNPX4ZyWI/AAAAAAAAA7I/j68EW-meqOA/s400/IMGP5928%25282%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;amp;postID=4346360696043253043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2Dhy6kXuQQ/TXvNLnxxg3I/AAAAAAAAA7A/Tz0ugV4v_74/s400/IMG_0660%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;another moment. even when everyone was already going off the stage. The person in the middle is the Ambassador - Dato Zainol Abidin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InBnHwI_9Do/TXvNUVzJ4PI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/3z1tMIVWlhE/s400/IMG_0661%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and bB in the bus heading back to the hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a "http:="" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" post-create.g?blogid="6212180229615663545&amp;quot;" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" www.blogger.com=""&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1h_2Jm7Jxg/TXvO9wXGOPI/AAAAAAAAA7g/81gTeScJ5dg/s400/197390_10150104163696406_726931405_6802380_1596696_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some pics are from my friends in facebook. I didn't wait until Tun left though because bb suddenly had a stomach ache. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" oh well, seeing him is already a rare opportunity so I'm still grateful. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4346360696043253043?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4346360696043253043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4346360696043253043&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4346360696043253043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4346360696043253043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/03/tun-mahathir-visits-moscow.html' title='Tun Mahathir visits Moscow'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsLDTiEIrnc/TXvM2cOqV4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/_5W-bm01QVg/s72-c/197891_10150104161716406_726931405_6802327_4835165_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8646550138361271792</id><published>2011-03-08T20:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:14:08.180+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Happy Women's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesangaiexpress.com/images/Women___s-Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://www.thesangaiexpress.com/images/Women___s-Day.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a public holiday today in Russia, and all the women are carrying flowers. I wonder why back home, we only get flowers or gifts only on Valentines Day and Birthdays. Is a day to celebrate women is not as important? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a little celebration too. Had lunch at the newly opened Chili's in Novy Arbat with bB and his groupmates. Not bad I must say, quite a lot of vegetarian and seafood choices for us Muslims. =) I didn't take any photos though. Being a silly goose as always, I brought my camera but forgot to put back the memory card in after I transfered yesterday's photo. Have to wait for Dinie to upload the pics on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta get to my studies now. Tomorrow class starts. sigh. 3 day weekend is not enough. Holiday is never enough. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! I cut my hair last friday and I love it! heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY TO ALL THE WOMEN IN THE WORLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zz1ZdguiCrA/TXZjtOyGwXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AC5nvCBQKxE/s1600/IMG_0661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zz1ZdguiCrA/TXZjtOyGwXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AC5nvCBQKxE/s400/IMG_0661.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March in Moscow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8646550138361271792?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8646550138361271792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8646550138361271792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8646550138361271792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8646550138361271792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-womens-day.html' title='Happy Women&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zz1ZdguiCrA/TXZjtOyGwXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AC5nvCBQKxE/s72-c/IMG_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5856308825428643120</id><published>2011-03-07T00:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:28:46.913+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>“It is better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to open it and remove all doubt.”</title><content type='html'>As I'm writing my notes, I was thinking about the article I just read about how housemen nowadays are under-perform because there are too many of them.. It made me question, do we have enough doctors in Malaysia now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5856308825428643120?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5856308825428643120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5856308825428643120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5856308825428643120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5856308825428643120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-is-better-to-keep-your-mouth-shut.html' title='“It is better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to open it and remove all doubt.”'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8440574159088955373</id><published>2011-03-01T17:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:01:45.447+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freezing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>sick again</title><content type='html'>same ol' story.. I'm sick again.. I've been sick too many times since the beginning of last semester! I'm blaming the weather! gaaahhhhh! It was a cold autumn, warm winter and freaking cold february! wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for class yesterday. I was up early; really early. 6:00 am. Got ready, bathe, ironed my t-shirt, wore my jeans, had breakfast, bags packed. really. I was completely ready, just wasting time with my laptop, waiting  for 8:30 am to come so I could leave my room. 7:30 am, I felt woozy and nauseous. My head started aching. Sasha buzzed me on ym saying she might not go for class because she's not feeling well. What a coincidence! I felt the same way. We both decided by 8 if we're not feeling better we might just as well skip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am. hah! my temperature went through the roof! I suddenly felt very hot and asked my roomate to feel my temple. Gave her quite a shock, "PANASNYE ANNA!". Sasha messaged me "I'm not going to class..etc.." sigh.. me too. My temperature just rose.. ;( I hate missing class. I drank panadol soluble and went straight to bed. Slept almost the whole day. Woke up in between to check my email and Cityville (yes. I'm addicted to another virtual game thanks to bB). bB came to pass me my drugs and food, then I went to bed again and woke up this morning at 5:30 am. Yes. I'm a morning person. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to class today and guess what! Half of the class is sick! and we have the same type of cough!! I think its the same virus. I blame the cold classroom! Well, there's a heater today. My classmate said, yesterday the lecturer plugged in an extra heater after the break. Seriously, that classroom is F*CKING COLD! but its warm today with that little heater plugged in. heeee... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope spring comes soon. I'm so tired of the snow. It feels so long! ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh2529KMXg1qftjawo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh2529KMXg1qftjawo1_500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!?! It's already March for heaven's sake!! Why the hell is the snow still here?! It was -16°C this morning, now it's -6°C.. hopefully this 1 digit'll last longer.. ;P You can't predict Russia's weather. 1 minute it says +1°C, next thing you know it's already -10°C! iskkk.. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8440574159088955373?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8440574159088955373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8440574159088955373&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8440574159088955373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8440574159088955373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/03/sick-again.html' title='sick again'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4890991596474829063</id><published>2011-02-20T18:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:16:36.739+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Kerana Nila Setitik Rosak Susu Sebelanga</title><content type='html'>Last week Malaysian students studying medicine in Russia been hit by a hate wave by Malaysians when Berita Harian published it's front page about how incompetent overseas medical graduates are, especially those from graduated from Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news is not new though. I've been hitting with glares and cringes when asked, from which university, and I answered "Russia" since I did my practicals in the government hospital during my 2nd year and 3rd year summer break. But it has never been published to the whole nation before, it has been kept within the medical community for more than 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some HOs made an MO damn pissed off, therefor, he made a decision to published it in local newspaper so that the whole world would know about it. Stupid mistake I'd say. He/She made the whole nation afraid of going to the hospitals. As if we don't have that problem already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, there are more and more students coming in to study medicine here. The question is -  Who approved them? Who approved their NOCs? Who approved those agents?. Why is the government keep sending students here? We're just trying to live our dreams and/or our parents dreams to become a doctor. Why are we getting all the blame? Why isn't the government getting these blames as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the paper, they said, the russian graduates don't even know basic skills like how to measure BP, pulse and place the stethoscope on the chest. Really? I've been learning those since I was in 3rd year. If most of us don't know how, why are most russian graduates survived their housemanship and already became MOs and specialists? Yes, I admit we are lacking in practical skills. Even now, I still have trouble taking blood and I don't know how to put an IV line. Because for Russian students, they learn theoretical stuffs for 6 years and 1 year for their practicals only. As for foreigners, we study for 6 years minus the 1 year of practical training and can only learn them when we are doing our housemanship. So please forgive us for our lack of practical ability, but to say that we cause the increase of death, isn't that a little over-exaggerated? HOs can't cause death, because if we do, our licences will be annulled because we're still on probations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are learning everything in Russian language, with russian classifications. So it'll take some time to know the shortforms in the patients history in local hospitals or the terms from the English textbooks. Life is about learning, and learning is never ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to say that we never learn anything here is way out of line. I read, a parent complaining, according to his son that we don't learn anything here, that the lecturers won't let us see patients and they refused to teach in English because they're so proud of their language. Please realise where you are dear sir. You are not in England or Canada or Australia or US. I went to Beijing and NO ONE knew English too. Plus Russia isn't really a tourist centre, so you can't blame them for not knowing English and what is wrong with being proud with your language? And I do get to see patients. How do you expect me to write my patient's case report if I can't see the patient? He even said that Russia's medicine is 10 years behind. erm.. As far as I know, Russian medicine has existed way before Hang Tuah was born. Learn their history, do your research before making assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be a good doctor if not great. I still have so much to learn, but please don't judge me just because of where I've been. If my seniors can do it, why can't I, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6212180229615663545" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIOj6NA8hb8/TWDWHOTZlYI/AAAAAAAAA5o/GjpnVrnyaZA/s400/20261_257076781580_540941580_3899958_4118022_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4890991596474829063?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4890991596474829063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4890991596474829063&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4890991596474829063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4890991596474829063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/02/kerana-nila-setitik-rosak-susu.html' title='Kerana Nila Setitik Rosak Susu Sebelanga'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIOj6NA8hb8/TWDWHOTZlYI/AAAAAAAAA5o/GjpnVrnyaZA/s72-c/20261_257076781580_540941580_3899958_4118022_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-2199414199806208342</id><published>2011-02-18T00:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T00:52:17.474+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>God Himself does not propose to judge a man until he is dead so why should you?</title><content type='html'>The truth is.. I have so many things to write, so many things in my mind that needed to get out. BUT MY SCHEDULE ARE SO F*CKING PACK RIGHT NOW!!! And My weekends are filled with sleep. So I really don't know when I'm able to write all this stuffs in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus it's been really really REALLY COLD for the past few days, It's so hard to get out of my bed! And I've been sitting, doing work with my comforter wrapping myself like a shawarma. iskkk.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry my readers. I'll write as soon as I can. Promise. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Did anyone saw the front page of Berita Harian on 15th February? Sedih giler.. marah pon ada jugak. Senang2 je nak judge orang mcm tu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-2199414199806208342?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/2199414199806208342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=2199414199806208342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2199414199806208342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/2199414199806208342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/02/god-himself-does-not-propose-to-judge.html' title='God Himself does not propose to judge a man until he is dead so why should you?'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7834614637140168640</id><published>2011-02-12T14:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T14:10:57.916+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Turun Padang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="368" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5Y3plbo_gBY" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Russian President Dmitry Medvedev is personally checking Moscow's transport security following the recent terror attack on Domodedovo airport which killed 36 people. On Friday he made an unplanned inspection of one of the city's transport hubs, saying he was satisfied with what he saw. But that wasn't the case a day ago when he arrived at one of the capital's train stations unannounced. The Russian leader managed to find only one policeman at the site and saw no metal detectors at the building's entrance. He promised a tough response to the security measures witnessed." - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/RussiaToday"&gt;RussiaToday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:21 - 1:58 The head of Vnukovo airport offers﻿ Medvedev to check International terminal, as he wants to show the best part of the airport. Medvedev says - 'No, better show the ordinary'. Aww.. and he's humble too! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like Russia's President Dmitry Medvedev been doing a lot of spot check lately. I like the fact that he always seem to take matter of his country's interest in his own hands. Doing things by himself. He even drove Arnold Schwarzenegger around during his visits in Russia. I mean, he actually became Arnold's driver. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="368" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P8BhRO4TQ38" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Medvedev giving a memorial service at the Lubyanka metro station last year after the bombing attacks at 2 of Moscow's metro stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I don't think Russians are afraid of death. They seem to move on with their lives easily even after numerous bombing attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if our PM would do the same thing? I'd doubt it, but it would nice to have a surprise once in a while. Ignoring protocols and be the people. Ok. I've been watching too many news lately! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, President Mubarak or should I say ex-president of Egypt resigned yesterday. Hopefully Egypt will be a better country, and our friends studying in Egypt can return and continue their studies there, safely. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="283" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z06GVWJgTWU" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's overwhelming isn't it seeing the whole country unite. Malaysia still has some growing up to do. We're still divided between races and religion. I hope someday we can put aside our differences. I don't mean everyone in Malaysia has some racism issues, but I still see them every now and then. In the news and even on Facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7834614637140168640?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7834614637140168640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7834614637140168640&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7834614637140168640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7834614637140168640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/02/turun-padang.html' title='Turun Padang'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5Y3plbo_gBY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-1190905707868801862</id><published>2011-02-12T00:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:00:02.211+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Think Outside The Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="368" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/o4LTmMpYlAQ" title="YouTube video player" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were thought to think outside the box since primary school, to be creative, to be leaders of the country in the future and yet, when we voice out our opinions, we get this. Isn't it a little too ironic? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember going to motivational courses and lectures when I was in school, solving puzzles and stuffs that requires you to think outside the rules, and when exactly are we going to use them if we're still restricted? Why bother teaching them in schools, if you can't exactly use your thoughts? I don't understand. Can someone please explain to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfguqv0Rhu1qa4nlwo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfguqv0Rhu1qa4nlwo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets be better people for a better nation yeah? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-1190905707868801862?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/1190905707868801862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=1190905707868801862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1190905707868801862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1190905707868801862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/02/think-outside-box.html' title='Think Outside The Box'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/o4LTmMpYlAQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7401388320916079599</id><published>2011-02-02T18:45:00.025+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:27:12.980+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freezing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Boards and Boots</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, me, bB, ab, seth, mizi, rafiq and some M1 students went to Nagornaya to play snowboarding! Yes, sadly to say, after 6 years being in Moscow, this is my first time playing. I know. very sad. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. We left the hostel at 9:15am &lt;i&gt;(janji pukul 8:30am, tp biasalah "janji melayu" ;P)&lt;/i&gt;, had our breakfast at Kroshka Kartoshka, Konkovo and head off to Nagornaya metro station. Before arriving we boost our energy with GORILLA energy drink! Red Bull pon boleh because seriously, YOU NEED TONS OF ENERGY TO PLAY THIS SPORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUm5DCqYmkI/AAAAAAAAA5c/TDJFswK1PHU/s400/180186_10150092549596297_589001296_6702650_2698157_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gorilla Energy Drink. Siap dengan Parental Advisory. I guess kids would go really hyper drinking this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Nagornaya around 11 a.m. Rent out the boards and boots. Hike the steep stairs. I'm not afraid of heights so I wasn't feeling anything. The stairs was made of steel and you can see down below, so it was kinda &lt;i&gt;"menggayatkan"&lt;/i&gt;. So I guess, if you're afraid of heights, you really shouldn't look down but it was sure damn tiring walking up the stairs and we haven't even started playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569132464315055330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUmIeEKYPOI/AAAAAAAAA44/w1hmR6s2HBI/s400/180604_10150092549671297_589001296_6702652_5074031_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Queuing to rent the boards and boots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once arrive at the top, Ab gave us lesson on Snowboarding 101. Basic stuffs: wearing and taking off the board, standing, stopping, even on how to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569132756626632386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUmIvFG47sI/AAAAAAAAA5A/QF73IsZZV6s/s400/167091_10150092549756297_589001296_6702654_3764599_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Top of the hill. Posing dulu. ;))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMAIGOD. The first stand was freaking scary! Like, how the hell do you control your board?! The thing kept going down (even though, that was the purpose). I kept falling on my butt because I was afraid of going down, and getting back up was a torture! And to make matter worst, the Russians was sliding freaking fast right pass me. (T.T) Tau lah &lt;i&gt;terer&lt;/i&gt;, but can you see there's a noob here?! ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I need one of the guys to help me get up and hold the board but after a while I mastered the way of standing [ececeehh]. The problem with me at the beginning is, I was afraid of going down, therefore I was afraid of standing up. You have to stand up and go down immediately. So when I get the hang of sliding, I could stand up. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569132385444850450" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUmIZeWQaxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/A9-az-WunAA/s400/169081_10150092549991297_589001296_6702662_1850534_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;me and bB already at the bottom of the hill.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569132309862457890" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUmIVEyAoiI/AAAAAAAAA4o/F8IZMHb7aM8/s400/IMG_0632.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recharging our energy with GORILLA. lolz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then trying to get back up the hill was another serious torture. We tried taking the "lift", where you wear your board and hold on to the rope which pulls you up the hill. OMG! you'd thought it'd be easy looking at everyone hanging on to it but it was F*CKING HARD!!! I fell like 5 times trying to hold on to the rope, I fell every at every single try! At the end I decided to just hike the hill! I was so out of breath! I think bB and Mizi was the only ones among us that made it and of course "the pro" - Ab made it till the top with the lift thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569132228441331154" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUmIQVds1dI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Hisl3okJGhk/s400/168038_10150092550046297_589001296_6702665_6306406_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The hill don't look that high isn't it? but trust me, it's still scary. There's a few hills you can slide down to. This is is like the 2nd level. Baby's hill is on the other side and pro's hills are right next to this one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 5 p.m, everyone had already get the idea of snowboarding. Everyone was having fun. Still not pros though. I still fall numerous times and I still don't know how to steer the board. My knees hurts from tumbling to the front. I'd rather fall on my butt, but sometimes the snow gets on the board and you'll tumble down the hill (jatuh tersungkur). My arms hurts too from trying to get up when I fell. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had so much fun! I wanna go again! but not today of course. My body freaking aches! I want to buy the snowboard pants which doesn't absorb water! My jeans were so wet yesterday, it almost looked like I peed on my pants! ;P but it costs like rm200-rm300 just for that pair of pants and next year is my final winter. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569132181391826530" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUmINmMOXmI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/7_10MymWJtM/s400/179360_10150092550071297_589001296_6702666_1980317_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;me being 'poyo' after achiving to stand on the board. ;P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished someone had introduced snowboarding to me earlier.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: Photos courtesy of Seth Yusof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7401388320916079599?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7401388320916079599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7401388320916079599&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7401388320916079599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7401388320916079599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/02/boards-and-boots.html' title='Boards and Boots'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TUm5DCqYmkI/AAAAAAAAA5c/TDJFswK1PHU/s72-c/180186_10150092549596297_589001296_6702650_2698157_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7088130274587219868</id><published>2011-01-24T20:20:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T21:41:19.757+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TT20_tXCsBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/7QrOhQ4NTds/s1600/tumblr_lfa8sbfBAd1qegj8eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TT20_tXCsBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/7QrOhQ4NTds/s400/tumblr_lfa8sbfBAd1qegj8eo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565803721100800018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gif in the previous post is kind of annoying isn't it? lol. oh well, I've finished all my exams! ;) free for 2 weeks! YEAY! I did really badly for my last paper though. I really didn't study. I was exhausted. I cried after the exam, thinking I could've or should've done better. sigh. :( Nontheless, I thank Allah s.w.t for whatever results I get. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have any real plans though. Suddenly I feel like I should've gone home. but at the same time, I feel like rm3k for JUST 2 weeks is such a waste. I could do something else with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="450" height="367" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SdJQvq7r27I" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport just got bombed today! damn. In less than a year after the metro bombing, now it's the airport. I feel so unsafe in Russia lately. What the hell is their problems anyway? And how the hell a bomb get into the airport?! I hope my friends who are flying today are safe. ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm lonely. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7088130274587219868?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7088130274587219868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7088130274587219868&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7088130274587219868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7088130274587219868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TT20_tXCsBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/7QrOhQ4NTds/s72-c/tumblr_lfa8sbfBAd1qegj8eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8053083440134090412</id><published>2011-01-22T19:34:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:36:57.674+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><title type='text'>panic attack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf4gk2Kr4j1qew6kmo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 257px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf4gk2Kr4j1qew6kmo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELP! HELP! HELP! I'M HAVING A MAJOR PANIC ATTACK! TOMORROW'S EXAM AND THIS IS THE MOST UNPREPARED I HAVE EVER FELT!!! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya Allah. Please give me some kind of luck. Help me. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8053083440134090412?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8053083440134090412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8053083440134090412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8053083440134090412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8053083440134090412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/panic-attack.html' title='panic attack!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6386533803935610850</id><published>2011-01-19T01:51:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T02:07:57.848+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><title type='text'>NAK CUTI!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTYZgctoPbI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/O44k57E-BVM/s1600/toddler-future-doctor-costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTYZgctoPbI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/O44k57E-BVM/s400/toddler-future-doctor-costume.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563662434916908466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last and final paper for this semester, this sunday - PAEDIATRICS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh my God! please finish quickly! I can't even pay attention to my books anymore.. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully, I'll excel in my last paper. I really want to excel. I should get back to studying then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wish me luck! ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6386533803935610850?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6386533803935610850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6386533803935610850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6386533803935610850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6386533803935610850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/nak-cuti.html' title='NAK CUTI!!!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTYZgctoPbI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/O44k57E-BVM/s72-c/toddler-future-doctor-costume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6343387693809552099</id><published>2011-01-16T11:40:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:55:50.486+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTKvaopZnHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/q_RiL-fFrJ0/s1600/tumblr_ldl8ikM19P1qblo3wo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTKvaopZnHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/q_RiL-fFrJ0/s400/tumblr_ldl8ikM19P1qblo3wo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562701361878506610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yup. It's my 24th birthday today. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't too psyched about today's day because 1st -  I'm sick, and 2nd- exam's not over yet. I even requested bB that I don't want to celebrate it because I didn't have any mood. I told him we could celebrate after exam's over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but being a dear darling, he ignored my request and woke me up at 12 a.m (I was drowsy with all the drugs in my body system, I fell asleep at 11 p.m) with a bunch of people in my room singing "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!". Siap ada guitar lagi tu! Imagine waking up to that situation. gila shocking! I quickly covered my face with my blanket. I can't imagine how I look. Must be horrible, with the runny nose, and muka sembab! horrible2.. They even recorded the moment! Have to ask Fareez for the video and see how horrible I looked. *HORROR!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but I got up lah of course. It would be impolite to just stay in bed and I'm not that vain. I blew out the candles (they used the trick candle! As if I'm not tired enough, I have to blow the candle multiple times and it still didn't go out! the guys had to blow it out. :P) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We all ate the cake, which is superbly delicious!!! and had some funny moments. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am very happy and blessed to be living till this day. Hope to have lots more birthdays in the future. Thank you bB for the surprise birthday! I'll remember it forever. I love you lots! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;p/s: I wished I wasn't sick though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6343387693809552099?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6343387693809552099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6343387693809552099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6343387693809552099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6343387693809552099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/24th.html' title='24th'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTKvaopZnHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/q_RiL-fFrJ0/s72-c/tumblr_ldl8ikM19P1qblo3wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5012787119753883524</id><published>2011-01-14T21:05:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:21:17.361+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>I'm cold and burning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTCRfW_-III/AAAAAAAAA3A/GcLUBM7ro7I/s1600/6b92ae7059bbb775148939be7be1400af632cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTCRfW_-III/AAAAAAAAA3A/GcLUBM7ro7I/s400/6b92ae7059bbb775148939be7be1400af632cd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562105507738427522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teluk Chempedak, Summer break 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm sick and I kinda miss home a little. 2 exams done and  2 more still; General Health &amp;amp; Healthcare and Paediatrics. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baru habis 2 paper dah demam. adoila! makes me wonder how the hell did I ever studied for SPM. 10 subjek tu! ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: oh! I just opened a TUMBLR account. Click &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to check it out. ;)&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5012787119753883524?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5012787119753883524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5012787119753883524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5012787119753883524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5012787119753883524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-cold-but-im-hot.html' title='I&apos;m cold and burning'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TTCRfW_-III/AAAAAAAAA3A/GcLUBM7ro7I/s72-c/6b92ae7059bbb775148939be7be1400af632cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6147892197851460231</id><published>2011-01-11T00:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:31:10.005+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><title type='text'>11.1.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TStQBAXhmyI/AAAAAAAAA24/QIV_8umFzJo/s1600/20261_257077361580_540941580_3900020_5428979_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TStQBAXhmyI/AAAAAAAAA24/QIV_8umFzJo/s400/20261_257077361580_540941580_3900020_5428979_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560626143127771938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday is the next paper: Psychiatry. Lets just hope I won't go insane. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6212180229615663545-6147892197851460231?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6147892197851460231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6147892197851460231&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6147892197851460231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6147892197851460231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111_10.html' title='11.1.11'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TStQBAXhmyI/AAAAAAAAA24/QIV_8umFzJo/s72-c/20261_257077361580_540941580_3900020_5428979_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7765979295441327449</id><published>2011-01-06T16:47:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:52:57.797+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>It's that time again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSXIFaIDiQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Mwlmhy-6jtM/s1600/IMG_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSXIFaIDiQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Mwlmhy-6jtM/s400/IMG_0612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559069310296754434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help me please. &lt;i&gt;Exam belom start lagi tapi dah rasa nak muntah tgk nota2 dan buku2. Baca depan, blakang lupa, start balik dari mula, bila nak habis ni?! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&gt;.&lt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Wish me lots of luck peeps! 1st paper starts this Sunday. erk! I hate exam on a weekend! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7765979295441327449?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7765979295441327449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7765979295441327449&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7765979295441327449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7765979295441327449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time again'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSXIFaIDiQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Mwlmhy-6jtM/s72-c/IMG_0612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-9064901198773033167</id><published>2011-01-05T17:01:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T17:05:55.254+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSR539E0CNI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qILjyN6o8s8/s1600/tumblr_leiyuwLvIc1qe89hio1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSR539E0CNI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qILjyN6o8s8/s400/tumblr_leiyuwLvIc1qe89hio1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558701842276550866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rainbows are God's way of reminding us that beauty is an optical illusion&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/fairuzanuar"&gt;- Fairuz Anuar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-9064901198773033167?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/9064901198773033167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=9064901198773033167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/9064901198773033167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/9064901198773033167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSR539E0CNI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qILjyN6o8s8/s72-c/tumblr_leiyuwLvIc1qe89hio1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7959702949474568655</id><published>2011-01-03T16:53:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:58:42.602+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Resolution #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;INSTRUCTIONS FOR FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;1.  Life’s metaphors are God’s instructions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;2. You have just climbed up and above the roof.  There is nothing between you and the Infinite.  Now, let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;3. The day is ending.  It’s time for something that was beautiful to turn into something else that is beautiful.  Now, let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;4.  Your wish for resolution was a prayer.  Your being here is God’s response.  Let go, and watch the stars come out – on the outside and on the inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;5. With all your heart, ask for grace, and let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;6. With all your heart, forgive him.  FORGIVE YOURSELF, and let him go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;7. Let your intention be freedom from useless suffering.  Then, let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;8. Watch the heat of day pass into the cool night.  Let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;9. When the karma of a relationship is done, only love remains.  It’s safe.  Let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;10. When the past has passed from you at last, let go.  Then climb down and begin the rest of your life.  With great joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;page 194&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7959702949474568655?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7959702949474568655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7959702949474568655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7959702949474568655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7959702949474568655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolution-5.html' title='Resolution #5'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-1112678225896421146</id><published>2011-01-01T14:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:46:52.401+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>1.1.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TR8UEVqpKuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/RsW1cMp0lgQ/s1600/IMG_0635%2528blog%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557182529966516962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TR8UEVqpKuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/RsW1cMp0lgQ/s400/IMG_0635%2528blog%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-1112678225896421146?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/1112678225896421146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=1112678225896421146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1112678225896421146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/1112678225896421146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html' title='1.1.11'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TR8UEVqpKuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/RsW1cMp0lgQ/s72-c/IMG_0635%2528blog%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8010453812641215440</id><published>2010-12-31T23:59:00.014+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T01:47:34.636+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Downhill year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TRw3Ch-sIzI/AAAAAAAAA1o/hcgs_QiN-78/s1600/IMG_0626%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556376556888924978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TRw3Ch-sIzI/AAAAAAAAA1o/hcgs_QiN-78/s400/IMG_0626%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that 2005 was the worst year ever for me(if anyone ever read my friendster blog which I already deleted). 2010 feels like 2005 all over again but a little worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all good in the beginning. I felt like it went downhill after Chinese New Year. Year of the Tiger and I'm born in the year of the Tiger. I can't remember if 1998 was a bad year for me though, I was standard 5. hrmm.. I don't know, maybe there were something awful happened in 1998 but I can't remember. I tend to forget bad stuffs that happens to me. Just some bad things stuck in my head. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so what had happened in 2010. January was great! I had great exams result, travel to Europe, my birthday was great. basically everything was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the metro bombing attack in March. My ex-roomate started to act weird 2 months before her graduation. sigh. That was heartbreaking. I'm not sure if I'm over it. It felt almost like being dumped by a boyfriend. How can you just leave a friend who you've been living with for 5 years without an explanation. She didn't even want to explain about it. I mean, you're living with someone, of course there'll be problems but isn't there a way to resolve it? and she just left without telling me goodbye. It's a very sad story. I didn't tell my mom about it and she kept asking about her. Because no one would thought that after 5 years of living together it would be like this right? sighh.. I'm getting over it. It's almost 5 months since she left and from time to time I still feel angry for the thing she had done to my heart. And from time to time, I wished I had been stronger and stood up, asking her what the hell I did wrong. (mainly, that's the thing that's bothering me. I don't know what I did wrong). ok. enough about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I had the 'pleasure' of doing my practicals here. Deducting my summer holidays to 1 month. :( Even worse, Moscow was &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/07/moscow-summer-super-hot.html"&gt;SUPER HOT&lt;/a&gt;!!! I have 2 fans in my room to keep the myself cool. Not to mention the forest fire and haze. From one problem to another, perangai groupmates yang tak pernah nak bertanggungjawab, Until the last day, still got problems receiving our "zachut". But Alhamdulillah, we still got our zachuts. I miss my practicals friends though, but I don't think they remember me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer holiday wasn't that great too. Everything just went wrong after a week in Malaysia. Bb decided to end our relationship in KL. WTF right? I was so mad at him that I didn't even bother to reconcile. It got better after a week when both of us cooled down. Then when we got back here, there were still problems but I got used to it and everything is going great now and I hope will get better in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sem starts again in September. We're lucky to have chill teachers for our cycles this semester. but knowing how irresponsibles and such slackers my groupmates are, I think this semester, we had the worst attendance ever! Imagine only 3 out of 8 students came for Therapy class. THRICE! but If we get the strict teacher, I'll be hearing them complaining from day to night! I wish they'd be more responsible. I know they're smart, but you don't have to be lazy just because you're smart right? oh! not to mention the problems with the &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-piss-off-anna-month.html"&gt;juniors&lt;/a&gt;. enuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's basically what happened to me in 2010. Lets go to which resolutions I've accomplished in 2010. You can read it &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/01/010110.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;ANNA'S 2010 RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;settle all my exams on time!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Alhamdulillah. I thought with my mind so occupied by my roomate, I would fail 1 paper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;travel more&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;I went to 3 cities for my Eurotrip! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;study more &lt;i&gt;errr.. not so sure about this. My results didn't potray it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talk to my dad. this is so hard to do. I don't have enough guts to talk to my dad. ;P &lt;i&gt;HAH! After I found out what he did, it's even worse. I can't even spoke a word.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mengaji at least 1 ayat 1 hari, pray more. heheee.. &lt;i&gt;HAHA. Macam sama je. Although I tried. Internet always occupy me. sigh. terok2!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;be more open-minded&lt;/s&gt; I&lt;i&gt; think I have been more open-minded.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;continue to be more careful with my spending.. ;)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt; YES! my biggest achievement.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;continue to be patient and grateful&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Patience has its limit. but mine hasn't been broken yet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be more understanding&lt;i&gt; Some things are just not worth understanding.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;be more stylish.. hehee.. ;)&lt;/s&gt; S&lt;i&gt;till trying to find the perfect ankle boot! but think I am more stylish now. ;P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KURUSKAN BADAN! LOSE WEIGHT! BE SEXY! hehehee.. ;) exercise at least 30 minutes per day.. &lt;i&gt;HAHA! mmg tak buat lah. takda masa weh! (alasan)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do I want to accomplish in 2011?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;ANNA'S 2011 RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still want to settle all my exams on time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Travel to all the places in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/gravity.html"&gt;GRAVITY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; post. But I doubt that I can travel to all those places in 1 year. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mengaji at least 1 ayat per day. I really want to accomplish this!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to let things go. I can't keep brooding over things that upsets me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be patient. Always.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't bother so much over other people's problems. They didn't ask me to solve it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live freely and happily!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loose weight or at least get a slim curvy body! :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep saving money. Buy GOLD! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEEPS! CHEERS~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8010453812641215440?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8010453812641215440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8010453812641215440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8010453812641215440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8010453812641215440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/downhill-year.html' title='Downhill year'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TRw3Ch-sIzI/AAAAAAAAA1o/hcgs_QiN-78/s72-c/IMG_0626%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-6303450150055665764</id><published>2010-12-23T20:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T20:34:25.764+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>How to perform CPR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ArXuQwjj7Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ArXuQwjj7Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergh. I bet if I was this hot, doing CPR to my patients, they spring back to live immediately! (ngahaha! berangan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's coming soon. I have to start on my resolutions. Although I feel like I haven't done any of my this year's resolutions. sigh. 2010 is a bad year. one more week! I hope 2011 will be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam's coming soon! ark! ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-6303450150055665764?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/6303450150055665764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=6303450150055665764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6303450150055665764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/6303450150055665764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-to-perform-cpr.html' title='How to perform CPR'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-7783860560881644974</id><published>2010-12-18T17:00:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:22:16.571+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>a couple of stuff</title><content type='html'>I'm just gonna write a couple of stuff in one post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the buzz that Prince William is getting married next year, tenders for Kate Middleton wedding dress has been opened! Click &lt;a href="http://www.wwd.com/eyescoop/eye/the-princess-bride-designs-for-kate-middletons-wedding-dress-3404449?module=featured_stories#/slideshow/article/3404449/3404508"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view slideshow of the dress sketches. The designers are from Gucci to Nina Ricci and of course Vera Wang. I love wedding dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have to say, my most favourite is the design by Valentino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQy_VrwVrUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RwJ62NCd-cU/s1600/valentino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQy_VrwVrUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RwJ62NCd-cU/s400/valentino.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552022819884608834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like a blossoming flower, so elegant yet so soft almost like a ballerina. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way I could duplicate this design for my wedding? heee.. but even if I duplicate this design it would still be costly. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this a week ago. Katy Perry's interview on E! news during VH1 DIVAS SALUTE THE TROOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuEV7a8p3H0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuEV7a8p3H0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how adorable is Katy Perry during the interview with Ellen Degeneres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="362"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRKjsudb2yA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRKjsudb2yA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="362"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww.. she's adorable &amp;amp; funny too! ;D&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I wanna buy the perfume!! When is it coming to europe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh katy.. when will I be able to meet you.. hrmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-7783860560881644974?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/7783860560881644974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=7783860560881644974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7783860560881644974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/7783860560881644974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/couple-of-stuff.html' title='a couple of stuff'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQy_VrwVrUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RwJ62NCd-cU/s72-c/valentino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-758128318753800605</id><published>2010-12-13T16:52:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:50:10.000+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Lets Piss Off Anna Month</title><content type='html'>I know most of you probably won't read this because it's too long but thanks to those who has time to read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I am so pissed off. It's been like "Lets Piss Off Anna Month" or something and it's not even mid December yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my bB. I rather not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's my groupmates, but that story has been 2 weeks ago, and I want to move on from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my juniors wants to act like they're a bunch of know-it-alls! I'm even upset to be calling them my juniors. I wont blame them if they gave me a solid point but they're not and they're making a fool out of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see. We had a notice last week about our hostel payment which had to be made by today or you'll get kick out. The notice was posted last week at the notice board and also in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;RSMU Malaysian Students Association blog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So the blog has been flooded with comments by juniors (I am very sure about this because no senior would be so dumbfuck stupid as this - pardon my french) saying that the notice is so short and they're from poor family, doesn't have enough money yet, bla, bla, bla with so many excuses.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello? have you realised that it is already DECEMBER?! Do you realise that you have been using the electic, the heat and water for FREE for the last 3 ½ months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, if it's anywhere else in the world, you have to pay your hostel fees on your registration day or you won't get any place in the hostel, lagi2 kat Malaysia. &lt;i&gt;Tak kisahlah IPTA ke IPTS ke.&lt;/i&gt; That's the rule. They're already quite lenient with us here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said give a little sympathy for those who are less fortunate. Hello sayang, if you don't pay your electrical bills, water bills, phone bills, whatever in Malaysia, ada ke diorang nak kisah kau tu orang susah ke tak? ada ke diorang nak bagi simpati? diorang potong je selagi kau tak bayar. Please live in reality, you are not a kid anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they said, the student body lied to them saying that can pay in February for 2 sems straight (because right now the new hostel admin decides on 1 receipt per sem because there's so many students keep changing from big room to small room - big room and small room have different prices. and so it's easier to print 1 receipt per sem in case of any room changing&lt;i&gt; sbb blk besar lagi murah dari bilik kecik, so kalau tukar from bilik kecik ke bilik besar mestilah nak refund kan kalau dah bayar full? duuhh~ harap korang yg baca ni dapat tangkap situasi ni. kene duduk depan2 baru boleh cerita lagi detail).&lt;/i&gt; The truth is the student body didn't lie to us. They thought that the admin is going to print the 2nd sem receipt in October or November but there were no news about it until now, that they found out the admin is not printing the 2nd sem receipt until next sem. we just have to pay the 1st sem hostel fee first. And the whole paying 1 whole year in February is a myth! &lt;b&gt;MYTH PEOPLE!&lt;/b&gt; I don't know who created them. &lt;i&gt;Banyak cantik, guna air, api, heater free2 utk 5 bulan? Inilah manusia, memang suka menyusahkan orang lain dan suka2 hati pakai barang free2.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then they hit me with &lt;i&gt;"budak scholar senang la cakap! duit masuk bulan2". Mak aih, pegi situ plak! &lt;/i&gt;The fact that you are planning to pay the whole year in one lot says a lot about you being richer than me. Let me tell you something about students with scholarship or at least me. I DON'T ASK MY PARENTS MONEY SINCE I GOT MY SCHOLARSHIP. only when I'm desperate I'll ask them but it's rare. I pay for my own flight tickets, the hostel fees, the food i eat daily, my eurotrips and holidays, my monthly expenses, my petrol for my car, sometimes I even buy groceries with that money for my family when I'm home for Summer and I can still put the balance into my ASB. &lt;b&gt;PLUS it's not like I don't have to pay them back!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a friend of mine who put a certain amount of her scholarship into her ASB, and the amount is more than mine. Everytime she wants to travel, or shopping lavishly, she'll sell nasi lemak within the hostel to earn extra money. I respect her because she doesn't depend on her parents and find other alternatives to earn extra money. Another friend of mine, make food mass everyday for his 'Paris Fund' because he's not on any scholarship. I respect everyone who wouldn't mind working extra hard to earn extra money, and we're medic students! Imagine to find time to cook for people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These other kind of people, dah la depend kat mak ayah. pastu buat taik cakap tak cukup duit lah, parents miskin lah, apa lah tapi takde effort langsung nak tolong kurangkan beban mak ayah. All they know is COMPLAIN how unfortunate their lives are.&lt;i&gt; Kalau miskin sangat, mak ayah tak hantar punye kau jauh2. Kalau nak sangat buat medic, baik buat medic kat Indonesia je. Living cost rendah, tuition fees pon murah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact, parents who decided to send their children to study overseas will always plan ahead, and keep a certain amount of money for their child's education. Do you think I'm stupid mister? I receive scholarship for a reason and I am extremely grateful for it. Extremely just doesn't cut it, its more like REALLY REALLY EXTREMELY GRATEFUL! Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried helping. I asked them to come to my room and I'll help them by paying them if they help me do chores. All they say is "&lt;i&gt;dah la, Anna sombong. Kaya sangat sampai tak pandai jaga hati orang". WTH? niat ikhlas nak tolong pon salah. Tak tau lah nak cakap apa. Orang niat ikhlas nak tolong, diorang boleh cakap mcm ni. &lt;/i&gt;I know if you are truly poor you wouldn't talk shit when people want to give you help. It is so obvious that you've used the money your parents gave you for the hostel fees and you can't find anymore points to defend yourselves, so you attack me with your stupid mind. &lt;i&gt;Tak ada hormat untuk senior langsung budak2 ni.&lt;/i&gt; If you can't respect me, I can't respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me saying I don't know what it's like being less fortunate. The fact that I am not rich is the reason why I pay my fees separately, 1st sem and 2nd sem because I need to store up the money. The reason you gave that you wanted to pay the whole year at once and the amount is not enough is bullshit! because the admin is asking you to pay for the&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; 1st semester only&lt;/span&gt;! not the whole year! so if YOU ARE STORING UP MONEY, it should've been enough! open your eyes please! you're talking crap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;bB marah cakap, apsal layan budak2 ni? I just thought I'd help them open their mind... sighhh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain - and most fools do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;- Dale Carnegie&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why poor stay poor? because they're poor in their mind. Cheers people. Sorry for my outburst and thank you for reading them. I feel so much better now. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-758128318753800605?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/758128318753800605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=758128318753800605&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/758128318753800605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/758128318753800605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-piss-off-anna-month.html' title='Lets Piss Off Anna Month'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-5622618239340478638</id><published>2010-12-10T22:01:00.017+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:52:52.737+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Gravity</title><content type='html'>As you know, I love to travel. I love going on buses, trains and long flights just to enjoy the view. I wish I had more time and money..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, these are the places I really wish to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKAm-7zK9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/iKjP6ESPsGs/s1600/mecca3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKAm-7zK9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/iKjP6ESPsGs/s400/mecca3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549139098091072466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Mecca. I wish to fulfill my duty as a muslim and perform Hajj. Although I've been here once when I was 11, I wish to go again! and I hope, InsyaAllah, ada rezeki saya untuk menjejak ke Tanah Haram sekali lagi. Amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKAwBA-PsI/AAAAAAAAAzM/DDMqTOhnhd4/s1600/nyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKAwBA-PsI/AAAAAAAAAzM/DDMqTOhnhd4/s400/nyc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549139253268463298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. NYC! I've been wanting to visit NYC since I was 18! just cause the city looks so cool especially in movies. ;P and of course I am so jealous with &lt;a href="http://farisaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farisa&lt;/a&gt; cause she has been there! and if I ever step on the US continent, I'd like to go to Las Vegas and Hollywood too! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQJ7D57HaeI/AAAAAAAAAys/KQIqgD9yzoM/s1600/Istanbul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQJ7D57HaeI/AAAAAAAAAys/KQIqgD9yzoM/s400/Istanbul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549132997892467170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Istanbul! The city is just so gorgeous and a lot of Islamic History.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKBEToDZ7I/AAAAAAAAAzU/JxmUgaRab2U/s1600/athens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKBEToDZ7I/AAAAAAAAAzU/JxmUgaRab2U/s400/athens.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549139601861601202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Mainly Greece. Because I have a huge passion for Greek Mythology! I used to read everything about the Gods and Goddesses, Hercules and Achilles, the monsters, etc. If I wasn't doing Medicine maybe I'd like to Major in Greek Mythologies but I don't think they have that in Malaysia. ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKBabVf_rI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Vf5P8DHKKXg/s1600/tokyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKBabVf_rI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Vf5P8DHKKXg/s400/tokyo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549139981888388786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Tokyo! Konichiwa! Because I an anime addict! and I love the language. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKBpOj90eI/AAAAAAAAAzk/iLa9Use3u4M/s1600/italy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKBpOj90eI/AAAAAAAAAzk/iLa9Use3u4M/s400/italy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549140236157440482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Rome, Venice, Milan &amp;amp; Tuscany! Because the city is just gorgeous! And I love the history on Roman Empire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQJ6wUtiHFI/AAAAAAAAAyM/DoaTnHF5jhY/s1600/Sydney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQJ6wUtiHFI/AAAAAAAAAyM/DoaTnHF5jhY/s400/Sydney.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549132661485870162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Sydney. but actually I heard Sydney is quite boring. hrmm.. Actually, I'd just like to travel to Australia and visit the Gold Coast or any other interesting parts of Australia! (or just the Warner Bros World ;P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKB88ck9tI/AAAAAAAAAzs/vUqFBtUfRBg/s1600/prague.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKB88ck9tI/AAAAAAAAAzs/vUqFBtUfRBg/s400/prague.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549140574891996882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Prague. Because I want to see the huge astrological clock! And I fell in love with the city after watching The Brothers Bloom. ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKCnaCyEcI/AAAAAAAAAz8/zL3aWw87kkQ/s1600/Seoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKCnaCyEcI/AAAAAAAAAz8/zL3aWw87kkQ/s400/Seoul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549141304391373250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Seoul! Because I wanna meet Big Bang! ngeeeee.. ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKC7pL5DMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/aHa8Gla6BJ0/s1600/Morocco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKC7pL5DMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/aHa8Gla6BJ0/s400/Morocco.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549141652053494978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Morocco. Simply. I heard it's nice there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKDQ6iZAKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/mIUXXrz8ypc/s1600/brazil_Rio%252Bde%252Bjaneiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKDQ6iZAKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/mIUXXrz8ypc/s400/brazil_Rio%252Bde%252Bjaneiro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549142017488519330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Rio De Janeiro. Because Brazil is just so much fun! ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKDhY_2OGI/AAAAAAAAA0U/zGWqmKpXI0E/s1600/SipadanIsland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKDhY_2OGI/AAAAAAAAA0U/zGWqmKpXI0E/s400/SipadanIsland.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549142300543039586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Oh! Of course local places! I'd like to go to Sipadan Island, Sabah. Eventhough I'm allergic to salt water, the sea just never bores me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course I want to travel to more places but for now, lets just check this one out first! I really do wish money could grow on trees. hrmmm.. I wish I have more time here (like 7 years isn't enough -__-").&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-5622618239340478638?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/5622618239340478638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=5622618239340478638&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5622618239340478638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/5622618239340478638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/gravity.html' title='Gravity'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TQKAm-7zK9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/iKjP6ESPsGs/s72-c/mecca3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-4390914280501345527</id><published>2010-12-05T00:11:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T00:17:35.824+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>F**K YOU!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes all I wanna say when you give me crap is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPqvZw605GI/AAAAAAAAAxc/BjbXLaW4XK4/s1600/tumblr_lcx5fsnlsx1qecnnyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPqvZw605GI/AAAAAAAAAxc/BjbXLaW4XK4/s400/tumblr_lcx5fsnlsx1qecnnyo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546938748223415394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FUCK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I know better, because I still respect you enough to say it out loud in front of your face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: pardon my french. I'm freakingly pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-4390914280501345527?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/4390914280501345527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=4390914280501345527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4390914280501345527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/4390914280501345527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/fk-you.html' title='F**K YOU!'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPqvZw605GI/AAAAAAAAAxc/BjbXLaW4XK4/s72-c/tumblr_lcx5fsnlsx1qecnnyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8620963983060486172</id><published>2010-12-02T00:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T00:19:09.888+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>sighh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kCN4_G7THY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kCN4_G7THY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z9D0hE4JXbo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z9D0hE4JXbo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/770efFf060A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/770efFf060A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila saya nak rajin workout supaya dapat badan macam diorang?? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: semangat gila Adam Levine cheer utk girlfriend die! ;) I hope this video won't get copyrighted or something..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8620963983060486172?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8620963983060486172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8620963983060486172&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8620963983060486172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8620963983060486172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/sighh.html' title='sighh...'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6212180229615663545.post-8979030153926189291</id><published>2010-12-01T01:02:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T01:18:15.856+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freezing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moscow'/><title type='text'>1st December and it's already -19°C</title><content type='html'>I remembered I posted about a sudden cold from +8°C to -19°C in a week and that post was on &lt;a href="http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2009/12/19c.html"&gt;14 December 2009&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this time it went from 0°C to -16°C in 2 days and it wasn't December yet! now it's already -19°C.. the worst part is there's no snow! It's just wind. damn.. I wonder how cold this winter will be.. (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I said, I felt like I couldn't feel my legs when I'm walking. Yesterday I felt like I was practically &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;DROWNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in the "cool winter breeze"!! 3 seconds I took off my gloves to take money from my purse to pay for my bus pass, my fingers went numb and red! &lt;b&gt;3 FREAKING SECONDS!&lt;/b&gt; -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God's sake! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IT'S FREAKING COLD!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I WANT SNOW!! I CAN'T STAND THE WIND!! (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPV3HPD863I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1OfzLNLDTdA/s1600/IMG_0189%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPV3HPD863I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1OfzLNLDTdA/s400/IMG_0189%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545469482362530674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPV2_SKexYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1hTDIOC6Y64/s1600/IMG_0190%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPV2_SKexYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1hTDIOC6Y64/s400/IMG_0190%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545469345756267906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPV2mtbV4jI/AAAAAAAAAxE/LtcURqjBFe4/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPV2mtbV4jI/AAAAAAAAAxE/LtcURqjBFe4/s400/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545468923578016306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics from the first few days of snow.. when the temperature just hit 0 degree. Beautiful ain't it? Now it's just annoying.. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6212180229615663545-8979030153926189291?l=apple-plum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/feeds/8979030153926189291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6212180229615663545&amp;postID=8979030153926189291&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8979030153926189291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6212180229615663545/posts/default/8979030153926189291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apple-plum.blogspot.com/2010/12/1st-december-and-its-already-19c.html' title='1st December and it&apos;s already -19°C'/><author><name>Anna Mohamed Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07884403939407673286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TSbYYjuF4LI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/gp6W4RQjgn0/S220/IMG_0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jL0KmlGhjKw/TPV3HPD863I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1OfzLNLDTdA/s72-c/IMG_0189%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
