<?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-14438969</id><updated>2011-06-03T09:40:15.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side of Me</title><subtitle type='html'>Due to extremely high demand (hihihi) I am writing again. Expect emotional comments now and then, and maybe a closed shop. Hopefully that doesn't happen in the near future.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-660433595071851656</id><published>2009-02-08T20:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:19:19.924Z</updated><title type='text'>67 days!</title><content type='html'>A lot can happen in 67 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of studying, I hope, on my part :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever stop procrastinating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-660433595071851656?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/660433595071851656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=660433595071851656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/660433595071851656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/660433595071851656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2009/02/67-days.html' title='67 days!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-6441925710799246272</id><published>2009-02-06T17:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:04:03.725Z</updated><title type='text'>Moovie</title><content type='html'>Anyone seen/read The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See/Read it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-6441925710799246272?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/6441925710799246272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=6441925710799246272&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/6441925710799246272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/6441925710799246272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2009/02/moovie.html' title='Moovie'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-2516109878686252851</id><published>2009-01-20T14:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:33:12.432Z</updated><title type='text'>Exams!</title><content type='html'>The provisional exam dates are out~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I'm ready to face them yet~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough denial, living in Azeroth won't improve things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loading screen for WoW sometimes has excellent real life tips, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember to take all things in moderation (even World of Warcraft)" =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-2516109878686252851?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/2516109878686252851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=2516109878686252851&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2516109878686252851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2516109878686252851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2009/01/exams.html' title='Exams!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-8027677911933462041</id><published>2009-01-02T14:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:34:10.276Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Another new year! No more resolutions for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-8027677911933462041?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/8027677911933462041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=8027677911933462041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/8027677911933462041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/8027677911933462041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-3205257431122748738</id><published>2008-12-16T16:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:54:03.841Z</updated><title type='text'>I failed!</title><content type='html'>....to resist temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Azeroth once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-3205257431122748738?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/3205257431122748738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=3205257431122748738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3205257431122748738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3205257431122748738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-failed.html' title='I failed!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-4989455436898823867</id><published>2008-12-02T12:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:27:09.462Z</updated><title type='text'>Dark!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday as I walked to hospital I almost slipped on the icy pavements 5 times! :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Galway and I hate cold weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is the same old routine. I leave the house at 715am - it's still dark. I'm in hospital for the whole day. I leave the hospital at 730pm or 8 (if I'm really lucky) and it's dark. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekdays the the sun comes out of hiding, and those weekdays I spend in the confines of the hospital. Come weekend, the sun is too tired to come out and we get rain. Fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I photocopied 23 Euros worth of mcq papers yesterday. The stack is about 10cm thick. I'm not sure I'll be able to get through them all before the mcq exam next week/two weeks/whatever. I'm not sure if I'll be able to study everything in medicine/surgery before the mcq. Luckily, there's a surgery revision course this weekend. Yay, goodbye weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least there's London and Salzburg to look forward to! Not sure if I'll be feeling guilty while on holidays so might just bring along a few books that I won't read but will make me feel less guilty if I start to feel guilty. Hmm. I'm not making sense. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-4989455436898823867?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/4989455436898823867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=4989455436898823867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/4989455436898823867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/4989455436898823867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/12/dark.html' title='Dark!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-3556876833948077620</id><published>2008-11-16T16:06:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:12:22.151Z</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmusstt rrressiistt tttempptation!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wow-europe.com/wrath/images/wallpapers/wall10/wall10-800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 286px;" src="http://www.wow-europe.com/wrath/images/wallpapers/wall10/wall10-800x600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;/cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-3556876833948077620?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/3556876833948077620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=3556876833948077620&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3556876833948077620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3556876833948077620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/11/mmmmmusstt-rrressiistt-tttempptation.html' title='Mmmmmusstt rrressiistt tttempptation!!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-4866315265298490536</id><published>2008-11-16T15:46:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:16:33.532Z</updated><title type='text'>This is old but still funny :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dear IT Support,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a slow down in the overall performance, particularly in the flower, gifts and jewellery applications that had operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 un-installed many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, but installed undesirable programs such as Formula One 5.0, NBA 3.0 and World Cup 2.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And now Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and House Cleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;What can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Signed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Desperate Housewife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dear Desperate Housewife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;First keep in mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Boyfriend 5.0 is an entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Try entering the command C:\""""" I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME and download&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tears 6.2 to install Guilt 3.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;If all works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewellery 2.0 and Flowers 3.5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But remember, overuse can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Late Night Teh Tarik 6.1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Late Night 6.1 is a very bad program that will create SnoringLoudly.wav files.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-Law 1.0 or reinstall another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Boyfriend program. These are not supported applications and will crash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Husband 1.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have a limited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;memory and cannot learn new applications quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You might consider additional software to improve memory and performance. I personally recommend Hot Tasty Food 3.0 and Tongkat Ali 6.9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Good Luck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;IT Support&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/14438969-4866315265298490536?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/4866315265298490536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=4866315265298490536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/4866315265298490536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/4866315265298490536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-old-but-still-funny.html' title='This is old but still funny :)'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-4263482851455155027</id><published>2008-11-12T09:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:33:46.654Z</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Sligo stays in Sligo?</title><content type='html'>So as I was telling you about my surgical rotation in Sligo, I stayed at a house 1/2 hour away from the hospital with 3 other people: the landlady, an Eastern European man and Chee. The condition of the house itself was not too bad but I would not be recommending the house to anyone, even if my life depended on it (well.. err there may be a few exceptions, heh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landlady was nice enough. She wasn't at home much as she spent most days working and looking after her sick mother. She occasionally smoked in the living room with the windows shut but as long as the smoke didn't get to my room I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated being away for so long. 4 weeks is aaaageesss! And that other guy I lived with was just awful. I'm not sure we got off to a good start (like I cared).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incident 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first morning we were leaving the house in a hurry as we didn't know how long it would take us to walk to hospital. I saw a guy coming out of the kitchen, smiled at him, said hi and proceeded to get out of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait. Excuse me."&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;"I have to introduce myself, my name is Vova."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh hello, I'm Adilla." "I'm Chee." "Sorry we're just really late, gotta go."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know if Aisling has (these) but I have house rules."&lt;br /&gt;Huh? "Oh, we've really got to go, talk to you later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was he pissed we brushed him off? *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incident 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to show me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 times&lt;/span&gt; how to close the front door without making a noise. "Maybe you haven't noticed if someone bangs the door. It's disturbing. The door can be closed like this you know, bla bla bla...."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really, I didn't know that!" I tried to sound interested. Apparently he believed me and showed me another 3 times how to close the door.&lt;br /&gt;"OK thanks, I know now." *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incident 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reheating my pizza in the microwave when he comes home. I say hi to him, cause I was being polite, and he said hi back only with an expression of annoyance! WTF was wrong now? Sheesh. I decided he was just tired, who cares? As I was starting to eat...&lt;br /&gt;"Adilla if you were looking for the hoover its in the store room here."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" Did I look like I was looking for something?&lt;br /&gt;"You do know what a hoover is right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeaaahh." You think I'm from some 3rd world country with no electricity? Mofo.&lt;br /&gt;"Well..." He went on a lecture about how he was the only one cleaning the house since we came and that when it was only him and Aisling there he did all the chores aswell... "..I'm not a housekeeper..." Then he went to pick up a strand of hair from the floor, " Look at this, there is hair everywhere, even in my room!"&lt;br /&gt;"Your room?" Haha. "Are you serious?!"&lt;br /&gt;He went on another lecture on the theory of how "hairs" got into his room when I swung my bedroom door open/closed. "...and the house is full of dust! You guys have been here 3 weeks and you haven't done anything!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh so that was why he thought I was looking for a vacuum cleaner! He wanted me to do it!&lt;br /&gt;I told him, "If you didn't notice I haven't been around here much." Which was true, it was the beginning of the third week but I had only been at the house for a maximum 5 days (due to raya, for which I went home).&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'm not at home all the time too but it doesn't mean I don't give a shit about the house."&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned!  I really wanted to say to him I haven't seen him do a single chore but I kept quiet and just said ok. He went on to repeat what he said earlier about him doing all the chores etc. I wasn't even listening at that point as I was thinking about my now cold pizza. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went out later that evening. I vacuumed the whole house and even cleaned out the rubbish bin in the toilet for good measure. Now if he tries to lecture me again I can tell him to eff off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Chee about what happened. He just laughed and said Vova had been telling him to take out the rubbish for days. "Just say, OK, and don't do it," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incident 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked past his room one day and it was wide open. Guess what I accidentally see? Photos of naked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt;! *barf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder he was so... bitchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incident 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for Chee to get ready for hospital that morning in the living room. We were late, again, hehe. When he was ready we both quickly left the house. We were about 20 steps past the house when someone called me from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise! It was Vova. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What does he want now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You left the light in the living room on. Sometimes the light is on for a long time and no one turns it off....blabla"&lt;br /&gt;W-T-F! "OK, sorry, whatever!" I told him and turned to leave. He just had to do that. Ugh. If you saw the light was on then just turn it off! Sheesh. Did you expect me to walk back to the house and turn it off? What an *******!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back that evening I saw that the light in Chee's room had been left on the whole day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How come he didn't call Chee?&lt;/span&gt; Oh, right. He's gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo glad when the last day came. No more HFH! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Chee called me that weekend and said he was still in Sligo. "Hey, Vova misses you!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah right."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, he said you forgot something."&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't forget anything, I checked everything before I left, I cleaned my room out."&lt;br /&gt;"No, he put a basket of things in front of my room and told me 'your classmate' forgot it."&lt;br /&gt;"I had no basket."&lt;br /&gt;"It's blue and it has toilet paper in it."&lt;br /&gt;WTF. "That's the bin from the upstairs toilet! It's not mine!"&lt;br /&gt;"Well he said you forgot to empty it. And that he and Aisling had been emptying it the previous weeks."&lt;br /&gt;Aaargh. I was the one who emptied the effing bin last week. And it hadn't been emptied since the first week we got there.&lt;br /&gt;"Chee, tell him to fuck off! What an arsehole! Oww!" I got a pinch on the cheek from my significant other. "Anyway, why should you empty the bin, you didn't even use the upstairs toilet!"&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly! I'm just leaving it there. He's an asshole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, that guy is unbearable! Hopefully no one else recommended the house to anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-4263482851455155027?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/4263482851455155027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=4263482851455155027&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/4263482851455155027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/4263482851455155027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-happens-in-sligo-stays-in-sligo.html' title='What happens in Sligo stays in Sligo?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-5845078833836129836</id><published>2008-11-10T16:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:29:15.412Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm baack.</title><content type='html'>Pheeww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; busy year! And, yes it's been a good while since I last visited this blog :s There were a few times in the past few months where I have at least planned to write something here but never actually did so. Hehe, blame it on the busyness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what has happened to me since I last wrote? Loads! Here's a recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;: Went traveling around Europe with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;: Went to Miri for Nadiya's wedding. Spent time mostly in KB doing electives at USM and frequenting KB Mall/Tesco. OMG, Kota Bharu ada Tesco OK! (How sad is that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;: Had 4 (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt;) wedding receptions! 4 different make-up artists, 6 different wedding dresses, smiled endlessly for &gt;5 hours on end, posed for like 50 million pictures and...had loads of nice food. Hehe. Who says the bride and groom don't eat at their wedding? :P Tbh, I had more to eat than the significant other according to my mom's observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to actually try lose some weight before the kenduri's but erm, Kelantanese food just got to me. I mean, having nasi berlauk/nasi kerabu/laksam etc for breakfast, more nasi for lunch and more for dinner is hardly the correct diet for losing weight. I gained more than I lost, hihi. At least the aerobics exercise video I bought went to err, good use, I think. I managed to squeeze myself in the dresses all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sigh I miss all the food back home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending the first few days of Ramadan at home was really nice. It's been 4 years since I last spent Ramadan in Malaysia. The hunger is all the same but the food for iftaar is just... whee! Nothing beats spending time with the family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;: Reluctantly returned to rainy Galway to finish off the last leg of the marathon. Why does time fly when you're having so much fun :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in Sligo for a surgical rotation. It was, dramahtic! The hospital attachment itself was nice, interns were very helpful etc but the drama part of it came in the form of a housemate from hell! All my references to the previous HFH I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pales&lt;/span&gt; in comparison to this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, I have to get stuff ready for dinner and do the studying I was supposed to do this morning. Err. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-5845078833836129836?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/5845078833836129836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=5845078833836129836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/5845078833836129836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/5845078833836129836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-baack.html' title='I&apos;m baack.'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-1570981397021762988</id><published>2008-05-20T10:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:48:26.655+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This time next year...</title><content type='html'>I'll be free to do whatever I want! Hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, one more clinic to go! Why must the exams drag on for so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-1570981397021762988?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/1570981397021762988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=1570981397021762988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/1570981397021762988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/1570981397021762988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-time-next-year.html' title='This time next year...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-744228664538049926</id><published>2008-04-25T11:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:58:28.382+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's exam season!</title><content type='html'>Why do I feel like I'm getting lazier by the year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-744228664538049926?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/744228664538049926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=744228664538049926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/744228664538049926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/744228664538049926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-exam-season.html' title='It&apos;s exam season!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-2399569681867876289</id><published>2008-03-25T21:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:53:51.561Z</updated><title type='text'>I hate being sick</title><content type='html'>I hate being sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-2399569681867876289?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/2399569681867876289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=2399569681867876289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2399569681867876289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2399569681867876289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='I hate being sick'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-5097798349346446530</id><published>2008-03-12T15:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T15:28:39.674Z</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>I have a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach after reading the writings in the Utusan Malaysia forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SAYA sangat bersetuju dengan semua pandangan dalam ruangan Forum sejak kelmarin berkaitan nasib orang Melayu dan bumiputera hasil daripada keputusan Pilihan Raya Umum Ke-12.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pada mulanya saya rasa gembira kerana seolah-olah kematangan politik telah tercapai. Tetapi kemudian setelah menganalisis dengan lebih terperinci, timbul rasa sedih. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ini kerana, negeri yang dahulunya didominasi oleh Melayu dan Islam kini telah berada di bawah kuasa DAP iaitu Perak dan Selangor. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Manakala negeri yang berada dalam genggaman komponen Barisan Nasional (BN) juga jatuh sepenuhnya di tangan DAP. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;DAP sejak dahulu telah menyatakan dengan terbuka yang parti itu tidak mengiktiraf dan menerima Islam. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Walaupun di Selangor, PKR memperoleh lebih kerusi iaitu sebanyak 15 kerusi berbanding DAP (13) dan Pas (6), DAP tetap merupakan parti yang dominan kerana PKR sendiri tidak dapat menubuhkan kerajaan dan terpaksa bergabung dengan parti lain. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yang pasti gabungan tersebut bukanlah dengan BN tetapi DAP dan Pas. Oleh itu, DAP kini mempunyai kuasa dan suara yang besar dalam gabungan tersebut. Keadaan lebih buruk di Perak di mana DAP adalah parti terbesar dalam gabungan kerajaan Perak dengan 18 kerusi diikuti PKR (7) dan Pas (6). Hasrat wakil DAP untuk menjadi Menteri Besar mungkin tidak dapat dilaksanakan disebabkan negeri tersebut diselamatkan oleh Undang-Undang Tubuh Kerajaan Negeri Perak yang menetapkan Menteri Besar dari kalangan orang Melayu beragama Islam. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maka kini DAP perlu mencari Menteri Besar boneka yang akan memerintah bagi pihak mereka. Mungkin wakil Pas dipilih tetapi DAP awal-awal lagi menyatakan bakal Menteri Besar Perak tidak mewakili parti tetapi mewakili semua rakyat Perak. Kenyataan ini seolah-olah memberitahu bahawa merekalah yang sebenarnya berkuasa dengan wakil terbesar dalam gabungan kerajaan Perak. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Keadaan paling buruk ialah di Pulau Pinang di mana jika kerajaan sebelum ini pun gagal menangani masalah orang Melayu yang miskin dan terpinggir daripada arus kepesatan pembangunan negeri pulau mutiara ini, apatah lagi kerajaan yang kurang mesra Melayu-Islam memerintah dengan majoriti yang besar. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Melihat perkembangan ini, mungkin tidak lama nanti Malaysia atau setidak-tidaknya di tiga negeri tersebut akan menjadi seperti Singapura. Asalnya negeri kepunyaan Melayu, kemudian diambil alih oleh PAP (DAP merupakan serpihan kepada PAP sebelum meninggalkan Malaysia). Atas prinsip kesaksamaan dalam demokrasi maka terhasilnya Singapura hari ini, negara yang didominasi oleh kaum Cina dan hampir tiada tempat sebenarnya untuk orang Melayu. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tidak boleh memegang jawatan tinggi dalam anggota keselamatan dan peluang yang sangat terhad. Keadaan ini sangat berbeza dengan kaum bukan Melayu di Malaysia yang hidup dengan penuh kesenangan dan kemewahan. Maka sama-samalah kita menanti apakah nasib orang Melayu dan bagaimana pula kemajuan kaum lain di Pulau Pinang, Selangor dan Perak.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pada pandangan saya, keadaan yang menyedihkan ini sebenarnya akibat kurang cerdik orang Melayu dalam berpolitik. Ini ditambah dengan kesudian orang Melayu terutamanya PKR bekerjasama dengan DAP demi mencapai cita-cita masing-masing. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lidah rasmi Pas pula banyak memberikan ruang kepada PKR menyampaikan ideologi mereka. Kini saya mula tertanya-tanya, sekiranya Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim betul-betul ingin memperjuangkan keadilan, kenapa tidak menyertai Pas sebaliknya memilih untuk menubuhkan parti baru yang lebih memecahkan orang Melayu. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Semua keadaan ini sebenarnya hanya menguntungkan satu pihak di ketiga-tiga negeri tersebut iaitu DAP. Ternyatalah dalam pilihan raya umum 2008, DAP adalah parti yang paling cerdik berpolitik dan menggunakan peluang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jika DAP menggunakan slogan “Undi MCA sama seperti mengundi UMNO/Melayu”, sebenarnya yang lebih jelas ialah “Undi PKR sama seperti undi DAP". &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kini parti yang tidak menerima Islam ini telah menguasai tiga negeri dan orang Melayu terus bersorak ‘Kita berjaya menumbangkan BN’ dan dalam masa sama DAP pula bersorak ‘Kita telah berjaya menumbangkan Melayu dan Islam’. Maka terbuktilah pepatah Melayu yang terkenal, ‘Menang sorak kampung tergadai’. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;– MENGHITUNG HARI&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kuala Lumpur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-5097798349346446530?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/5097798349346446530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=5097798349346446530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/5097798349346446530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/5097798349346446530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-3657305736832622028</id><published>2008-02-27T08:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:15:30.074Z</updated><title type='text'>General Elections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not a big fan of politics. Especially Malaysian politics. I spose politicians everywhere are the same... There has to be some element of BS in their manifestos. I'm not surprised. Sometimes though, the BS is too far fetched, one wants to actually give the politician/party the post(s) to see if that really will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;"...the PAS-led Opposition would lower the prices of goods if voted in as the next government of the country."quoted from The Star today, oooh I wish PAS were the next government. Maybe LV bags will be cheap :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But erm that wasn't an example of total BS although I don't understand really how they are going to implement that without significantly affecting the economy. I guess they'll stop all the nonsense BN projects and save us from further deficits? Sounds so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why are there independent candidates? It's so weird but interesting at the same time. Has an indie candidate won anything in the past? Why doesn't he side with a political party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won't be surprised if BN won again this term. What if the opposition wins and I end up with no malls to shop from because they're all shut down to reduce social ills :&lt; I hope they only shut down casinos and nightclubs then :D&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/14438969-3657305736832622028?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/3657305736832622028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=3657305736832622028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3657305736832622028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3657305736832622028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/02/general-elections.html' title='General Elections'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-2371903030530750475</id><published>2008-02-20T20:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:55:51.447Z</updated><title type='text'>Attachment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Due to the fact that I do not want to stay at a B&amp;amp;B for my General Practice attachment I have to wake up at 6am everyday to catch the 730 bus to Athlone, arrive there at about 9, hang around till 5pm then get on the bus at 515 (which never comes at 515 -.-) arrive in Galway around 730pm get on the number 5 bus to Rahoon...if I'm lucky, I'm home before 8pm. Wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dark when I leave the house and it's dark when I get back. It's like I never left at all =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Athlone is a nice town. The GP place is 2 mins from the bus/train station and 2 mins from the GP is a nice shopping mall. :D With better shops than the ones in Galway minus Brown Thomas and all in a nice, warm enclosed space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GP and staff there are very friendly and accommodating, which helps ease the pain of having to travel so far everyday. I almost fell asleep in the consultation room today though, as I had problems sleeping last night :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be back in Malaysia now.. My sister-in-law is getting married real soon and it's sad that we're not able to be there for her. She helped A LOT with our wedding. O well, sape suruh tak sabar sgt nk kawin takle tunggu summer? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home, I haven't had the time to call since I've been so busy. I miss my guy in Derry too! Grgrgr roaming is soo annoying! Aren't there enough places in Ireland to send people to? Whyyyy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently got my Garda reimbursement and Psych attachment claims. So I'm a happy panda now. Hmm but how am I going to submit my Semester 1 results if I didn't take any exams? -.-&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/14438969-2371903030530750475?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/2371903030530750475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=2371903030530750475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2371903030530750475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2371903030530750475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/02/attachment.html' title='Attachment'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-1173015279757619150</id><published>2008-02-11T20:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:26:50.928Z</updated><title type='text'>This is getting annoying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Re: Kelewatan Pembayaran Elaun Top-Up Sara Hidup Pelajar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudara/i,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Maklumbalas yang diterima daripada pelajar memaklumkan bahawa bayaran berkenaan masih belum dikreditkan ke dalam akaun masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Sehubungan dengan itu, JPA &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1202760105_0"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt; telah memaklumkan JPA Ibu Pejabat untuk menyemak status perkara ini sewajarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Pelajar akan dimaklumkan sebaik sahaja mendapat pengesahan lanjut mengenai perkara ini.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Pihak kami memohon maaf atas kelewatan yang berlaku dan memohon agar pelajar bersabar.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Sekian, terima kasih."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have said the same thing over and over since October. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still haven't got my Garda card reimbursement. Kononnya suruh org hantar details secepat mungkin untuk diproses. You'd expect them to be cepat la kan.. Cepat my arse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s okla dah letak shoutbox!&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/14438969-1173015279757619150?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/1173015279757619150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=1173015279757619150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/1173015279757619150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/1173015279757619150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-getting-annoying.html' title='This is getting annoying.'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-961783279460992102</id><published>2008-02-10T14:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:29:16.838Z</updated><title type='text'>Shout Box</title><content type='html'>I'm just so lazy to find one. And, the thing is, I don't even remember where to find one :&lt; It's been that long since I have blogged. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's this one song I found on my brother's Friendster page and it's been on constant replay in my head ever since. It's in Portugese though, I don't understand it but I like the tune :D It's by a brother/sister duet from Brazil, Sandy e Junior and the song is called &lt;span&gt;Desperdiçou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1X7nFzp6hfI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1X7nFzp6hfI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-961783279460992102?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/961783279460992102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=961783279460992102&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/961783279460992102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/961783279460992102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/02/shout-box.html' title='Shout Box'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-3818023087985159441</id><published>2008-02-05T15:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:45:20.556Z</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have an MCQ this Friday which I haven't really studied for. Not like I've really ever studied for anything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; far in advance -.- but looking at the sample questions makes me sick in the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been one to procrastinate. It's my middle name. All the case reports I needed to do in the past 2 rotations I did only within the final week of the deadline, thus creating unnecessary stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I'd learn my lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other pressing issues, I currently have an addiction to chocolate :s Just this morning I had a chocolate melt-in-the-middle sponge pudding for breakfast and as I'm typing I'm eating a chocolate granola bar. Also in close proximity the Triple Choc Crunch cereal by M&amp;amp;S :s I hope I'll still be able to fit into my clothes by the end of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A movie I'd like to recommend for you to watch is Sweeney Todd: Demon Barber of Fleet Street. It's funny and gorey at the same time! I'm not sure if you should bring nachos into the cinema for this movie as they may end up cold and uneaten as you watch the gothic-like movie. It's gloomy and dark and... reminds me of the weather in Galway =( It's pretty good I think. My significant other and I enjoyed it so much we downloaded the soundtrack! Well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed it that much. Bits not to miss, Sacha Baron Cohen (erm, Borat) wearing a leotard which outlines his crown jewels (not that we haven't seen them before but still..) and also when the "doctor" at the asylum gets jumped on by the "patients".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with a few girlfriends the other day, for the first time in ages. It was only to go to this Ladies Night thingie in college. Needed to get away from the confines of my apartment. I was getting too attached to the bed I think :s Had a bit of fun if not at all, but at least I got out...&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/14438969-3818023087985159441?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/3818023087985159441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=3818023087985159441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3818023087985159441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3818023087985159441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/02/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-8876133555150076689</id><published>2008-01-31T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:51:19.795Z</updated><title type='text'>Shop Reopened!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Contrary to popular belief, I am not yet dead. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this year has to be one of the busiest years I've had in Medicine so far. 4,000 word case reports, 2 weeks of away rotations in the middle of nowhere, blood, blood and more blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done so far: Psychiatry, Obstetrics &amp;amp; Gynaecology and currently ENT/Opthalmology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychiatry: this was a relaxing start of the year, it wasn't a busy attachment. Most days we started at 9.30am and got home around 3.00pm-ish. Still there were 5 cases to write up and that wasn't fun. Plus seeing depressed/schizophrenic people everyday for 7 weeks has to impact you in some way. I felt almost like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstetrics &amp;amp; Gynaecology: was very interesting but very tiring. As there was a little yellow book we had to fill up with signatures, there was not much rest. 24 hour on-calls, 20 deliveries to be observed and performed...wheew... Interestingly, the first time I saw a lady give birth I didn't faint. I really thought I would have. Must be stronger than I thought :p I remember in 2nd year I saw an episiotomy being repaired ... I went pale and held on to the nearby sink for support. How time flies! I still wonder how the boys felt when they saw deliveries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENT/Opthalmology: If you like looking at earwax and deal with nosebleeds every day, this is for jooo~! Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to going back to Malaysia. I miss home and everyone at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s oh, there's no chat thingie on this new template. Cba to find one really. Use the comments place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-8876133555150076689?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/8876133555150076689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=8876133555150076689&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/8876133555150076689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/8876133555150076689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2008/01/shop-reopened.html' title='Shop Reopened!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-408085775374617096</id><published>2007-08-28T05:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:27:06.159Z</updated><title type='text'>Pictures, as promised...</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/adilla%20farris/DSC05908smallest.jpg" alt="the groom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/adilla%20farris/DSC05922smaller.jpg" alt="the bride" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post akad nikah, sarung cincin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/adilla%20farris/DSC05987smaller.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/adilla%20farris/DSC05988smaller.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/adilla%20farris/DSC06049smaller.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/adilla%20farris/DSC06055smaller.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening a special pressie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-408085775374617096?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/408085775374617096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=408085775374617096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/408085775374617096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/408085775374617096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/08/pictures-as-promised.html' title='Pictures, as promised...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/adilla%20farris/th_DSC05908smallest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-7532253945817319936</id><published>2007-08-23T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:43:35.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>18th August 2007</title><content type='html'>Pictures of the event will be posted soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-7532253945817319936?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/7532253945817319936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=7532253945817319936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/7532253945817319936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/7532253945817319936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/08/18th-august-2007.html' title='18th August 2007'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-176673273006103633</id><published>2007-07-30T11:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T11:10:57.549+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Busyness</title><content type='html'>I am extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be bothered to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or read the new textbooks I have just bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-176673273006103633?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/176673273006103633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=176673273006103633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/176673273006103633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/176673273006103633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/07/busyness.html' title='Busyness'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-948258598338506523</id><published>2007-07-13T02:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:42:59.085+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo I'm bored!</title><content type='html'>Goodbye cruel world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-948258598338506523?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/948258598338506523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=948258598338506523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/948258598338506523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/948258598338506523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/07/boo-im-bored.html' title='Boo I&apos;m bored!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-928096315595523238</id><published>2007-07-05T12:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T12:48:27.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Assume</title><content type='html'>Don't assume, if you assume, you make an "ass" out of "u" and "me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people assume when someone has an announcement to make it has to have something to do with getting married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just if I make an announcement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Don't assume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-928096315595523238?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/928096315595523238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=928096315595523238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/928096315595523238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/928096315595523238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/07/assume.html' title='Assume'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-453799780854190409</id><published>2007-07-03T08:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T08:31:57.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>I have an announcement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But erm, I'm not telling anyone :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-453799780854190409?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/453799780854190409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=453799780854190409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/453799780854190409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/453799780854190409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/07/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-3131770988325146564</id><published>2007-06-27T09:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T09:28:26.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to quit WoW :( Boo Hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt; cancelled my subscription :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I got to level 70 and got a Tier 4 item ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm back in Malaysia...wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about 2 1/2 weeks since I got back and I haven't been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not busy&lt;/span&gt; since. There's always something to do. Not mentioning the housework, of course. Our house in TTDI is still undergoing it's "facelift" and according to the contractors it will take a while. I went to visit it a few days back, and I almost didn't recognize it. Everything's gone!...I mean.. different. I can't wait to see the finished product. But well.. it will be almost raya by the time it's done I suppose, so I have to wait until next year. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just occurred to me that during my "time" being a bit antisocial, the extent of my antisocialness might have been a tad bit more that I had intended. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-3131770988325146564?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/3131770988325146564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=3131770988325146564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3131770988325146564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3131770988325146564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow-no-more.html' title='WoW no more'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-2818985454799682804</id><published>2007-05-15T09:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T09:59:56.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams Again</title><content type='html'>:&lt; :&lt; I want to go home :&lt; :&lt; :&lt; :&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-2818985454799682804?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/2818985454799682804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=2818985454799682804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2818985454799682804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2818985454799682804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/05/exams-again.html' title='Exams Again'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-3081240054108354331</id><published>2007-04-22T10:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T11:05:26.444+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting old..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not my birthday for another couple of weeks but I feel old already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have achy muscles&lt;br /&gt;2. My baby sister has a driving license&lt;br /&gt;3. She's going to college&lt;br /&gt;4. I have short term memory loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. that's all I could come up with. I'm sure I had lots of other reasons. Hmm..well the main thing is it just seems like it was yesterday I was still in school. Ahh but I'm glad that's over hehe, because I can skip class (and attachments?) and don't need to bring a sick note :P Oh but usually I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; sick if I don't go.. er.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone interested I'll be going back to Malaysia on 10th June and back here on 10th September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my classmates are getting married this summer! Hmm.. does that make me feel old? Sorta. As for myself, hehe, prepare to be invited, if you think I like you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-3081240054108354331?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/3081240054108354331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=3081240054108354331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3081240054108354331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3081240054108354331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-getting-old.html' title='I&apos;m getting old..'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-3451366919611228981</id><published>2007-04-15T11:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:04:20.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive...</title><content type='html'>For those who are asking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy few weeks post exams. Attachments and classes have started again. It's back to the 8am-6pm timetable..*sigh* I've got Endocrine attachment now.. with the Dean of Medicine.. so I can't afford to ponteng :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam results are out, and all is well so far...2 more to go. I hope I don't have to come back early for retakes :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/drae.jpg" border="0" alt="WoW" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a reason why I haven't been online or why I haven't been seen around here. Now to get me to level 70!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people I bump into at the hospital have expressed that they haven't seen me for a long time. Well I've become an anti-social. It's fun. F-U-N. At least I don't have to deal with all the 'talam dua mukas' or whatever. ;) All the stories circulating...tsk tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a barbeque today. We've a guest from London :D Whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-3451366919611228981?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/3451366919611228981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=3451366919611228981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3451366919611228981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/3451366919611228981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-760334997132290838</id><published>2007-02-21T10:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-21T10:58:17.715Z</updated><title type='text'>I have an exam today...</title><content type='html'>Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like in another 3 hours and I still have time to write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. is that confidence or is that giving up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither actually :/ I hope I remember everything I read and I hope nothing I didn't read comes out. :&lt; Plspls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Adilla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-760334997132290838?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/760334997132290838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=760334997132290838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/760334997132290838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/760334997132290838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-exam-today.html' title='I have an exam today...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-2784900966298788661</id><published>2007-02-10T09:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:21:13.078Z</updated><title type='text'>Exams are coming!</title><content type='html'>....and I am seriously in need of more studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so unprepared! Omg I remember the WoW TBC advert, "YOU ARE NOT PREPARED!". I'm not :( And I suppose playing WoW does not help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a common scenario:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ahh man I'm so  stressed.. Okla main game kejap..&lt;br /&gt;3 hours later...still playing...&lt;br /&gt;Stressed main game...main lagi...&lt;br /&gt;Omg what is happening to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to repeat this paper!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adilla will insaf now. Thank you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Spongebob Season 1-3, I want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-2784900966298788661?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/2784900966298788661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=2784900966298788661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2784900966298788661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/2784900966298788661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/02/exams-are-coming.html' title='Exams are coming!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-7339561125065046573</id><published>2007-01-14T16:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:21:12.642Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Hiya everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in Galway. Wooh it's freezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! I haven't made any resolutions yet but I am thinking of making a few. Ones that I intend to keep (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell ya'll when that happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-7339561125065046573?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/7339561125065046573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=7339561125065046573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/7339561125065046573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/7339561125065046573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-116709482812686615</id><published>2006-12-26T00:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:00:28.170Z</updated><title type='text'>Survey! I just felt like doing one :)</title><content type='html'>1. WHAT MADE YOU SMILE YESTERDAY?&lt;br /&gt;thinking about Aneesa Farhana and her antics (I miss her too Amia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT 8 THIS&lt;br /&gt;MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Milo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT WERE YOU DOING 15 MINUTES AGO?&lt;br /&gt;Texting someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED TO YOU IN&lt;br /&gt;1995?&lt;br /&gt;oeh that was so long ago, i went to disneyland i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. LAST THING YOU SAID ALOUD?&lt;br /&gt;"you are not prepareddd!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. HOW MANY DIFFERENT THINGS DID YOU&lt;br /&gt;DRINK TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;just one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR TOOTHBRUSH?&lt;br /&gt;red and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IS OUT YOUR BACK DOOR?&lt;br /&gt;the tongsampah and a little patch of grass and the tempat sidai kain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?&lt;br /&gt;mmm...sikret :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. LAST GIFT YOU RECEIVED FOR YOUR&lt;br /&gt;RECENT BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;hmm tak igt la last gift ape..haha i know! someone singing a bday song for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR FRONT DOOR?&lt;br /&gt;wood colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHERE DO YOU KEEP YOUR CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;anywhere really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHATS THE WEATHER LIKE TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;the sky is blue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. BEST ICE CREAM FLAVOR?&lt;br /&gt;mm chocolate la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. SOMETHING YOURE EXCITED ABOUT?&lt;br /&gt;going back to galway (omg it's not always i say this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. LAST RAINBOW YOU SAW?&lt;br /&gt;while walking to school with farris ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. HOW HEAVY ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;erm that's for me to know and for you not to find out :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. DO YOU HAVE ANY SISTERS?&lt;br /&gt;one little (not so little actually) sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. ARE YOU VERY RANDOM?&lt;br /&gt;i can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. DO YOU WANT TO CUT YOUR HAIR?&lt;br /&gt;not now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. ARE YOU OVER THE AGE OF 22&lt;br /&gt;uhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. DO YOU TALK ALOT?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. DO YOU WATCH THE OC?&lt;br /&gt;used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT DAY DOES YOUR SCHOOL END THIS&lt;br /&gt;YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. DOES YOUR SCREEN NAME HAVE AN ''&lt;br /&gt;X ''IN IT?&lt;br /&gt;yep. two actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. DO YOU KNOW ANYONE CALLED STEVE&lt;br /&gt;i think he was the class rep two years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. DO YOU MAKE UP YOUR OWN WORDS?&lt;br /&gt;i do. bahasa orang asli :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. ARE YOU TICKLISH?&lt;br /&gt;i can be :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. ARE YOU TYPICALLY A HAPPY PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;course! unless i'm moody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. DO YOU BELEIVE THAT RULES WERE&lt;br /&gt;MEANT TO BE BROKEN?&lt;br /&gt;er yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. DO YOU LIKE BEING CHALLENGED?&lt;br /&gt;nop.. i mean.. i dono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. ARE YOU GENERALLY A COLD PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;yes because the weather is also cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. ARE YOU MUSICALLY INCLINED?&lt;br /&gt;uhuh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. IS LAUGHTER THE BEST MEDICINE?&lt;br /&gt;it is. but medicine medicine is also good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. WHAT DO YOU DO TO IRRITATE PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;hm i don't irritate ppl..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. ARE YOU A DREAMER OR A THINKER?&lt;br /&gt;dreamer mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. DO YOU LIKE PEOPLE TO STARE AT YOU?&lt;br /&gt;er.. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. DO YOU PREFER GIVING SMILES OR&lt;br /&gt;GETTING THEM?&lt;br /&gt;both la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. DO YOU ADMIT IT WHEN YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;WRONG?&lt;br /&gt;i think i do :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-116709482812686615?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/116709482812686615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=116709482812686615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116709482812686615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116709482812686615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/12/survey-i-just-felt-like-doing-one.html' title='Survey! I just felt like doing one :)'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-116449393418915950</id><published>2006-11-25T21:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:09:51.946Z</updated><title type='text'>Adilla vs Travel Agent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hiya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just sorta recovered from a traumatic and depression inducing week. I'm not sure if I'm fully recovered yet so maybe I still need to see my personal therapist (24/7) and/or go shopping =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last time I went shopping was last week (before the traumatic episode so I guess I still need to go as prophylaxis for post traumatic stress disorder). I went to all the usual shops I go to buy clothes but stepped out of the shops in vain. Nothing really caught my interest. :/ In the end I went to have a nice chocolate eclair and fruit juice. And I went into Penneys/Primark where I came out with a big bag of stuff ( yea well actually I wasn't carrying that big bag of stuff, it was the significant other but still, hihi). Trust Penneys for a shopping spree. I usually just buy socks and pyjamas at Penneys. That's what I did that day: bought a fleece wrap, a 3euro throw (it's nice and it's cheap!) and some legwarmers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the story with the Travel Agent. I booked my flight back to Malaysia in May. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Outbound: 9th December 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Inbound: 6th January 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When school reopened in September I found out there would be an exam on 11th December. So I decided to call the travel agents (almost 2 months ago) to change the outbound date to 14th December. They called me back a few days later confirming the change and I thought nothing of it. That is until last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week I decided to check out my itinerary so I could pass on the info to my parents so they can arrange picking me up at the airport etc. When I scrolled down I saw that on 14th December my flight would be departing from Kuala Lumpur International Airport. Hmm. I thought to myself, "This must be a little misprint." So I decided to call the travel agent to confirm. I also called because I hadn't received my ticket yet either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;T.A: "Hi, thanks for calling *beep*, how may I help you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "Hello, I'd like to confirm my itinerary with you, there seems to be a mistake. My booking reference is *beep*"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;T.A: "Hi Miss Adilla Halim, you would be departing from Heathrow on 9th December and returning on 14th December from Kuala Lumpur. Is that right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "No, I'm supposed to leave Heathrow on 14th December and returning on 6th January.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;T.A: "Ma'am, you called us on 29th September to change your flight right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "Yea. I asked for a change from departing on 9th December to 14th December. I still want to leave Kuala Lumpur on 6th January."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;T.A: "Ma'am, I'm afraid the booking on 6th January has been cancelled and you are travelling from Kuala Lumpur on 14th December."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "But I want to LEAVE here on the 14th."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;T.A: "Are you saying that you want to change your outbound date to 14th December?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "Yes, that's what I told you the last time I called."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;T.A: "Ok, can I call you back in half an hour so I can sort this out?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "Ok. Bye."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 days later.....still no callback. Grgr. I called them back on the 3rd day and had to go through basically the same thing with another operator. She said she'd call back because she needs to speak to the supervisor and the supervisor has to listen to the call I made in September to make sure it was their mistake. So I waited for the callback. 3 hours later still no call. I got agitated and called again. And almost lost it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The operator was nice so I decided not to get angry with her. She explained that my predicament has been transfered to the customer relations officer and he's dealing with it. And she told me that he will definitely get back to me so I don't need to call them back as it would just make me uncomfortable (which was true, I was getting very frustrated). This time I did get a callback. Pfhew. And I got everything settled until the point where he said, "I'll need you to send back the original tickets so I can issue a new one. I can't issue a new ticket if I don't receive the old one back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. But I have no old ticket. I hadn't received it yet, and told him as much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"According to my records, the ticket was dispatched to you on 24th October 2006 by registered mail."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uhm. But when I called the Shantalla house the other day they said there was no mail from *beep*. I got agitated all over again and explained I didn't get my ticket. I asked him about the possibility of it being lost or being returned to them. He said he'd check with the dispatchers and would call me back the next day. *sigh* So that night I couldn't sleep because I was so worried. Boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He called the next morning saying that the ticket had been sent to the address but there was no one to sign for it (as it was registered mail) and it was sent to the main postal office in Galway. It was there for 2 weeks and no one went to pick it up. ** I DIDN'T KNOW!!!!** Huhuhu. Luckily it was sent back to them so, finally, *FINALLYY!*, they could issue me with a new ticket and would send it to my current mailing address. *sigh of relief* [I got a little stressed just writing this post]....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Icing and cherry on top of a &lt;em&gt;brilliant &lt;/em&gt;week: Menstrual Cramps. So I skipped wards for 2 days. I skipped wards and class last Weds. Stayed home all day, supposedly studying, but actually level upping Farris' alternate character in World of Warcraft. [I'm such a naab!] OMG it's addictive la! Stop playing already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that sums up my week. And this is prolly one of the longest posts since before summer. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHuV2K5_3wc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHuV2K5_3wc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-116449393418915950?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/116449393418915950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=116449393418915950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116449393418915950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116449393418915950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/11/adilla-vs-travel-agent.html' title='Adilla vs Travel Agent'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-116367293324018457</id><published>2006-11-16T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:12:42.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Hiya~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I don't have time to blog anymore :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mysterious parcel was sent to me but there was nobody home to receive it. Hmm.. I called home yesterday and asked but Adiba said they didn't send anything. Hmm.. Then who sent it laa..? ***Mysteryyy***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only my parents have my "send-parcel" address. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly daddy sent something from Paris. Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;[Mystery solved: parcel was not for me after all. Boohoo.. so much for hoping for something from Paris!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I can't wait to go home for Christmas Holssss~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something I haven't done a lot of lately: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; (save for groceries and that Nike Shox, hihi, I'm loving it!)&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/14438969-116367293324018457?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/116367293324018457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=116367293324018457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116367293324018457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116367293324018457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/11/hiya.html' title='Hiya~'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-116246833652391823</id><published>2006-11-02T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:54:35.793Z</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know its one week (or more) post raya but still.. Syawal ada 30 hari kan? Wishing everyone a wonderful raya and maaf zahir dan batin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a busy raya! First day we had guests over for post sembahyang raya breakfast. There was rendang daging, kuah kacang, kari ayam, nasi impit and roti jala as well as a selection of biskut raya! :D It was a success! Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="&lt;a" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/raya%2006/makan2.jpg" border="0" href="mailto:makan@Atlantis" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="&lt;a" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/raya%2006/friends.jpg" border="0" href="mailto:makan@Atlantis" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="1st day raya together" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/raya%2006/adillafarris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend there was a raya celebration organized by Malaysian Soc :D Waaa.. penat but I think it was well worth the effort! I don't have pics of the suasana coz I was too busy most of the time =p I do have pictures from after the event though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="adilla &amp; bunga manggar" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/raya%2006/bungamanggar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ada band main lagu raya! Ada pertunjukan iklan Petronas... (omg tahun ni punya sedih giler)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Macam2 ada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="eksyen je lebih tak nyanyi pun" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/raya%2006/farrisnyanyi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day after the raya event... I went paintballing! But that's for another day ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*sigh* I miss home );&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-116246833652391823?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/116246833652391823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=116246833652391823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116246833652391823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116246833652391823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/raya%2006/th_makan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-116143380561682956</id><published>2006-10-21T13:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:30:05.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa dan Raya</title><content type='html'>Nak raye dah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-116143380561682956?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/116143380561682956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=116143380561682956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116143380561682956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116143380561682956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/10/puasa-dan-raya.html' title='Puasa dan Raya'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-116034204516060140</id><published>2006-10-08T22:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:14:05.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going underrr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If something is so right, why go underground? Why is everything you do a secret? Why doesn't everyone know about it? If it is Islam that you're delving into why does it only involve &lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt; people? Why not ask everyone to join? Is everyone else not good or not pious enough to be involved? Everyone else doesn't understand stuff like you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why not practice what you preach? It's ok to join things that are "underground" but when something legitimate wants to be set up you take the piss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What a load of crap (*sigh* a nice way of saying what I &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;/strong&gt;want to say)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hypocrites, all of ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-116034204516060140?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/116034204516060140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=116034204516060140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116034204516060140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/116034204516060140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-going-underrr.html' title='I&apos;m going underrr...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115990242501720844</id><published>2006-10-03T19:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:07:05.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Syndrome Pemalas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been feeling lethargic lately. Don't feel like doing anything much except lie in bed all day. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But of course I have more important things to do than just lie in bed, like, taking a shower and cooking for break fast and dating and...classes...and....attachments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At least I've made a start for the GIT mcq next week. At least!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh and I succeeded in not totally screwing up my first capatti and chicken balti dish. I'm thinking of going into chef-ing now. Haha. Or better still, a housewife!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115990242501720844?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115990242501720844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115990242501720844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115990242501720844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115990242501720844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/10/syndrome-pemalas.html' title='Syndrome Pemalas'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115865499333526815</id><published>2006-09-19T09:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T09:36:33.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Galway</title><content type='html'>Hiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially back in Galway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially a 4th Med&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially in love.... with my new apartment ;) (which i just finished kemas-ing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, I have an MCQ tomorrow and I'm just officially starting to study. So far I've read 2 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a wake up circa 6.30am but..hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm not &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; much in love with my new place. It's jauh from hospital! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crazy timetable for 4th year. Every day ends at 6pm (on a good day it ends at 7pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay skipping attachment tomorrow~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115865499333526815?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115865499333526815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115865499333526815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115865499333526815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115865499333526815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-in-galway.html' title='Back in Galway'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115718063643299087</id><published>2006-09-02T08:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:03:56.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiyah~</title><content type='html'>I feel FAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115718063643299087?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115718063643299087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115718063643299087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115718063643299087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115718063643299087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/09/haiyah.html' title='Haiyah~'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115695503189298067</id><published>2006-08-30T17:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:23:51.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka</title><content type='html'>The sound of fireworks outside woke my from my slumber-like state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Merdeka Day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115695503189298067?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115695503189298067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115695503189298067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115695503189298067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115695503189298067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/08/merdeka.html' title='Merdeka'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115649834258469165</id><published>2006-08-25T10:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T10:35:03.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>16 days to go... Boo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>I just realised that I have only 16 days left in Malaysia. Aaaa... nooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days of lazing around doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;16 days of not having to think of Patho MCQ or Neurology.&lt;br /&gt;16 days of Astro.&lt;br /&gt;16 days of MiTV.&lt;br /&gt;16 days of Streamyx yg kodi.&lt;br /&gt;16 days with the treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;16 days of waking up in my own room.&lt;br /&gt;16 days of not having to get dressed for class or attachments.&lt;br /&gt;16 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, 16 days to go =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics of the wedding I went to in Alor Star last weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/wedding%20wedding/Resizeof100_0393.jpg" alt="bride&amp;groom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the Caucasian guy on the far left, he's from Spain and he was the pengapit lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/wedding%20wedding/Resizeof100_0362.jpg" alt="bride&amp;amp;family" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the dates on the pictures 19/08/2005. Hehe. My camera came from the past (ala cerita Lake House) =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Karambunai, Sabah the week before. It was great. Waa.. so cantik.. and very romantic ;) *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to making the most out of the last 16 days at home... by sleeping, eating and watching tv!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115649834258469165?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115649834258469165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115649834258469165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115649834258469165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115649834258469165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/08/16-days-to-go-boo-hoo.html' title='16 days to go... Boo Hoo!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/wedding%20wedding/th_Resizeof100_0393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115564857463328057</id><published>2006-08-15T14:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T14:29:34.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest</title><content type='html'>This blog is on a temporary hiatus while Adilla goes on holiday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115564857463328057?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115564857463328057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115564857463328057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115564857463328057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115564857463328057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/08/rest.html' title='Rest'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115452442015065658</id><published>2006-08-02T13:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T14:13:40.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Press Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What piece of news was so nationally important it even eclipsed the news about the Israeli attack on Lebanon deeming it (the attack) worthy only of a 20 second mention at the beginning of TV3's Buletin Utama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti's wedding announcement! Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so important it had a live telecast. And millions of people tuned in! Everyone talked about it. Everyone knew about it. It was (is) sensational! Controversial! Everyone wanted to comment about her choice of future husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle has a theory, "Siti tu nyanyi kat dapur dulu, sebab tu lah dia kawin dengan orang tua. Haa... Dilla jangan dok nyanyi kat dapur, nanti jadi macam Siti." Er. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly there are books about their love story in news stands across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. When I'm getting married I want to have a press conference too! *see who comes, hehe* I'm sure the media would be falling over themselves to do a telecast. *snort*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote: "Kalau dia bukan bekas suami orang, and dia tak ceraikan isteri dia semata-mata untuk I, I nak la kot. Tapi I dah ada ****." =p&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/14438969-115452442015065658?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115452442015065658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115452442015065658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115452442015065658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115452442015065658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/08/press-conference.html' title='Press Conference'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115380204735869909</id><published>2006-07-25T04:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T05:34:07.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>After a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feels ages since I last updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing much to report really. Currently a bit worried that Atlantis hasn't sent me a letter confirming my stay there next year. Uhu. *eh tiba2 rasa mcm nk makan roti canai, aiseh mengidamlah pulak*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have finally scored the treadmill I wanted, hahaha. However I only have sandals, boots and shoes which all have &gt;2 1/2 inch heels on them and futsal boots. Not really suitable footwear for running. Therefore, this calls for drastic measures! Shopping! Whee. Hihi. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115380204735869909?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115380204735869909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115380204735869909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115380204735869909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115380204735869909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-while.html' title='After a while'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115286991244778126</id><published>2006-07-14T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:38:32.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Sad but happy but sad but happy but sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there an FCUK online sale when I'm not in Ireland? Grgrgr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to leave so soon? Grgrgrgr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to say goodbye? Grgrgr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* estoy en amor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115286991244778126?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115286991244778126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115286991244778126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115286991244778126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115286991244778126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/07/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115262433784997889</id><published>2006-07-11T14:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:25:37.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I just remembered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the last day of school, Catherine (my groupmate for attachments)and I were exchanging farewells when out of the blue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine: I hope you find the romance you're looking for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115262433784997889?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115262433784997889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115262433784997889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115262433784997889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115262433784997889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/07/something-i-just-remembered.html' title='Something I just remembered'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115222934389818856</id><published>2006-07-07T00:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T08:37:01.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>This is my current obsession (among a few other things ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QVeBwJfnX5M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QVeBwJfnX5M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this song is lovely! *swoon* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juanes is lovely too ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115222934389818856?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115222934389818856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115222934389818856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115222934389818856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115222934389818856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/07/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115206995201075595</id><published>2006-07-05T03:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T04:25:52.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's what I think of this year's World Cup. Hehe (yela because my team already 'bungkus').&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Germany lost to Italy. Surprise surprise. Home advantage did not serve to be any help. To add salt to the wound, the Italians scored in the closing minutes of extra time. They were surely preparing for penalties. I hate penalty shootouts. All penalty shootouts. They give me palpitations. Like the ones I get when I'm paranoid about...stuff. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week is like a record to me. I've stayed home for 2 days straight. Yeah. Doing all the household chores and cooking lunch and dinner...wahh I feel like a surirumah~! A bit boring la. If everyday like this I don't want to be a surirumah anymore. I kinda feel guilty about spending so much money on shopping. Hehe, my dad said the other day, "Tolong laa kemas rumah tu.. Masak ke... Sidai baju ke.. Takkan nak kerja shopping je.." Adei. Insaf insaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to Tioman last weekend. Sorry no pictures (batteries on the digicam were out grgr). It wasn't a holiday proper. More like following my dad around on his working trip. I couldn't even stay in the hotel, because we checked in only after he's finished visiting the sites i.e. 5pm. Boo. In Tioman we stayed at the Berjaya Resort, wasn't very impressed hehe because the water wasn't as nice as some of the other parts of the island. I didn't do much, was too tired to go snorkeling with the rest that evening so I just slept. That night, had dinner.. and slept some more. The next morning 9am we were on the speedboat back to mainland. The end. I didn't even get to set foot on the beach. Boo hoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115206995201075595?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115206995201075595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115206995201075595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115206995201075595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115206995201075595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/07/bland.html' title='Bland'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115158103105168195</id><published>2006-06-29T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T12:37:11.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yea I have ceased watching the matches as my team has unfortunately been kicked out in the 2nd round. Boo hoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My reserve team has also been kicked out. So I will not be supporting any team for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No one that's left has actually caught my fancy. England: are overrated! =p Brasil: haven't seen the best yet. France: go Thierry! Argentina: hmmm.. Portugal: booo! Hihi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prolly watch the final tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115158103105168195?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115158103105168195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115158103105168195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115158103105168195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115158103105168195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-update.html' title='World Cup Update'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115158074247846080</id><published>2006-06-29T11:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T12:32:22.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A series of unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was the most horrible day everrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well.. not really, I'm exaggerating. So yesterday I started my day early. Woke up around 630 and after all the morning rituals had breakfast with daddy (which is a luxury, btw, but any meal with him is a luxury..) My brother wanted to go to KLCC for a little reunion with his college friends so I had to send him off to KL Sentral. I also had to send some clothes to the laundry. He was supposed to be in KLCC by 1030 but 10 o' clock we were still in the house. Anyway we got moving anyway and did all the chores before heading to KL Sentral. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I sent him off and drove home. When I got to the house gates I remembered about the house keys. Hmm I was sure he put them in the glove compartment. So I checked. Nothing there. I checked in all the other compartments too, even under the seats (in case it fell or something) but to no avail. Grgrgr. I decided to give him a call. *Pls don't say u left the keys in the house. Huhu*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Err.. I have them with me. Sorry!" Grgrggrr. "I'm still in KL Sentral, you can come get it. It's only 10 minutes drive.." Aaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was supposed to pick up my girlfriends in Kelana Jaya. I was supposed to go home and properly get ready. Aaaaaa. So I text, "Can I pick u up at KL Sentral?" They call back and say they've already passed that station. Uhuhuhu. Aaa.. no choice but to go KL Sentral and then to Kelana Jaya. All this while looking like someone who just got out of bed. Uhuhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After picking up the girls we went to One Utama and bought movie tickets and had some cake (it was Layen's bday the day before, hihi). At 2pm I had to go pick up my little sister at school. Then we all went back to One Utama for lunch and the movie. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the movie, walked to the car. Went in the car. I put the key in ignition and turned the engine on. Only that I couldn't turn the engine on. The key didn't want to budge. Okaay. Hmmm. So I thought it was steering lock, and tried to free the steering wheel and tried to turn the key. Didn't work. Huuuu. So I called my mom. Thank goodness she was home. She told me to try a couple more times. After...hmm.. a few more tries and checking the gear and stuff I still couldn't get the car to start. Hmm. So I called her again and asked her to pick my friends and I up and send them to KL Sentral (cause 10 minutes before that my brother called and asked me to pick him up there). After sending the girls off we drove back to OU and checked the car out. It still didn't want to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we called daddy. He was already on the way home (earlier than usual, mind you this was almost 7pm). It was maghrib by the time he arrived. Everyone had a go with the keys in ignition but nothing remotely magical happened. Booohooo. In the end we decided to leave the car there overnight and settle things the next day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When we got home it was already late. And I remembered I haven't eaten since about 2pm. Usually this didn't lead to anything but last night it became the worst case of empty stomach pain everr. Waaaa! All I could do was lie down still because it hurt to move and it hurt to stand. Boohoooo. My sister tried to help my making me hot Milo but I couldn't down it because it was too sweet. My brother tried to help by hugging me and then tickling me but that kinda made it worse and he got a scream for that. The significant other tried to help by calling the house, hehe, but I said I didn't want to get up so he had to call my mobile. Talked for a bit. Joked a bit, laughing made it worse, ouch! Making fun of my tummy ache made the attempt to "help" a bit futile. Other "suggestions" to help were also dismissed. Ntah pape tau ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end dinner was finally served, at about 10pm. Late late late. I almost **died** of hunger and pain. Huhu.. cemane laa org yg kebuluran kat Afrika tu... insaf2. I forced myself to get up and eat. Thank goodness the pain went away after that. Pfhew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This morning I woke up to a little bit of residual pain but it was bearable so I quickly got something to drink. While taking wuduk I noticed the water was a bit slow. Hmm.. 10 minutes later... there was no water coming out of the taps. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. How to mandiii?! Huhu. And I had outdoor chores to do. Thank goodness it only involved driving around. Uhuk. It was 1130 when the water came back. Turns out there was a burst pipe down the road. 4 hours with no water was hell. Cemana laa org survive hidup kat tpt yg kemarau panjang n takde air? Insaf2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115158074247846080?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115158074247846080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115158074247846080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115158074247846080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115158074247846080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/06/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A series of unfortunate events'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115138847870298913</id><published>2006-06-27T07:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T07:07:58.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suffice to say my bags turned up on the doorstep the next day. Pfhew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the moment I am a bit lazy to update because I am... lazy la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hehe, happy though. And hallucinating ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115138847870298913?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115138847870298913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115138847870298913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115138847870298913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115138847870298913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/06/continued.html' title='Continued...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115076164346993105</id><published>2006-06-20T00:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T12:03:44.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Palpitations...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I get palpitations. Sudden ones. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaanyway, so a post flight update. First things first...the journey back went along smoothly without any major glitches - except when checking in at Heathrow. The desk clerk thought it was ok to carry on chatting to her colleague while checking us in (albeit 20,000 ppl waiting in line). I almost leaned (ok stand on my tippy-toes) and strangled her! Ggrgrgr. It took 15 minutes to check in and then she said if we (there were 3 of us) wanted to sit together we had to go to the customer service desk to rearrange the seats. Grr. And another 10 minutes was spent waiting in line for them to change our seats. Grgr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane ride was ok. A few instances of turbulence but nothing major. Then touch down. -best thing was I didn't need to use anti-emetics- -bad thing was I didn't get much sleep... only abt 1-2hrs or so- I was excited getting off the plane, like, finallllyyy~! The cargo people had to spoil my morning.. I had to wait agesssssss for my bags.. and in the end.. they didn't turn up!! And there was this one bag which wasn't claimed by anyone that kept on passing in front of me. I told myself, "If this bag passes in front of me one more time I'm going to hurl it across the hall.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didn't get a chance to do that because a member of staff grouped all us bagless passengers and made us report our bags as missing. Boo! Even that took ages, sheeshh! There were forms to fill in, and you had to describe what your bag looked like and stuff. They wouldn't give out the forms to us so we could fill it in before going to the desk so we had to wait our turn. There was a lot of us at the time.. about 10 I think not to mention people from other flights.. and all had to wait in line... "It's okayyy, not like we have anyone WAITING for us OUTSIDE.." A confused pakcik said.. "Saya ada orang tunggu..." Pakcik.. pakcik.. sarcasm laa pakcik.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end they got the idea and let us fill in the forms before going to the desk. Whee. Finally! And I was told most probably my bags were stranded in London. Boo. And I should expect to see them the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I walked out of arrivals my brother was waiting at a corner sipping hot chocolate... He looked at me funny because I was practically 'sehelai sepinggang'... "My bags are in London.." "Ohh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bersambung....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115076164346993105?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115076164346993105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115076164346993105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115076164346993105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115076164346993105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/06/palpitations.html' title='Palpitations...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-115024242806331177</id><published>2006-06-14T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:47:08.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Yay I'm home. &lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...updates on journey back, missing luggage and OU...when I have time.. and when I've had enough sleep.. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the World Cup everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-115024242806331177?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/115024242806331177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=115024242806331177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115024242806331177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/115024242806331177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/06/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114959539413466774</id><published>2006-06-06T12:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T13:03:14.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Sunny Day</title><content type='html'>I'm sorta tired of the sun now. Hehehe. A whole year here waiting for the sun to come out. It kinda tires you out, all the waiting. When the sun does come out it's too late. That, and having nothing to do and no one to enjoy the sun with. Exaggerating, of course! A week to go still before I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Typical activity this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1030 Wake up&lt;br /&gt;1100 Still in bed thinking of stuff to do&lt;br /&gt;1130 Properly get up, have breakfast etc (usually someone will be using the comp in the morning up to abt 12pm sometimes 2pm)&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the tv see if anything is on, most of the time: LIVINGtv reruns of Charmed back to back.&lt;br /&gt;Kemas the kitchen/living room/bathroom - everyone usually leaves this to me. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not going nag anyone -&gt; matila kalau dpt shared room kat Atlantis nanti.&lt;br /&gt;By 1300 I would usually have run out of things to do. Grr. So it's more time in front of the tv or rereading storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;Evenings - Cook/Groceries shopping/Walk to the beach/Visit whoever is still here....&lt;br /&gt;Night - internet: chatting, browsing, downloading...&lt;br /&gt;0000 Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a boring routine. I suddenly wish I could study, but all my books have been sent for storage, hehe ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114959539413466774?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114959539413466774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114959539413466774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114959539413466774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114959539413466774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunny-sunny-day.html' title='Sunny Sunny Day'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114902369293366457</id><published>2006-05-30T21:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:21:07.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Looking Forward to This Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.milatino.com/Noticias/Germany%202006%20World%20Cup%20Logo.jpg"height="425" width="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gblx.cache.el-mundo.net/mundial/2002/estrellas/owen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hotlinesoccer.com/th/07/media/Ronaldo_Star.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://euro2004.ard.de/em2004/nachrichten/news200406/19/img/ballack_dpa_180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pascolo.images.infostradasports.com/images/lib/news/large/PRO_20051109_ThierryHenryFrankrijk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.terra.com/addon/img/deportes/futbol/1ca4084nistelrooy130p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.halloem.de/stars/raul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://peoples.ru/sport/football/shevchenko/andrey/shevchenko_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still figuring out which team I'm supporting this year =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sabre23t.com/images/Akademi-Fantasia-3-s.jpg" /&gt; Dah Demam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.1utama.com.my/Images/navbar1/1utamalogo.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.midvalley.com.my/images/mvclogo1.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.starhillgallery.com/images/Lecka2_Logo.jpg"&gt;Shopping yayyyyy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/DSC00128.jpg" border="0" alt="Mi Familia"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114902369293366457?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114902369293366457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114902369293366457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114902369293366457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114902369293366457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-im-looking-forward-to-this-summer.html' title='What I&apos;m Looking Forward to This Summer'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114881362942091813</id><published>2006-05-28T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T11:53:49.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have I been that busy? So busy that I don't have the time to update my blog? Hihi. It's not really that high up on my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OSCE last Friday was....blaahh..  I hate it when  in one room there's 3 stations and you get to hear how the candidate after you got on while trying to read and interpret an ECG. Grgrgr. That totally messed up my ECG question. And I didn't have a clue what the CXR was showing. Grr. Ckp jela pleural effusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help when the examiner stares at you while you try to figure out what else to do in a thyroid exam. I was like.." Uhh.. hyperthyroidism.. what other signss..." "Uhhhh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... other than that I didn't think it was that bad. Oh except that I forgot to introduce myself to the patient and the examiner was the guy who set up the whole OSCE thing. Aaahhh. The 'patient' quickly realised and helped "Hi, how are you?!" Dammit I was so embarrassed but the show must go on laa kan.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 2 of the latest movies released in the past week, Da Vinci Code and X-Men 3. So-so. I think I was a bit too tired and unwell to enjoy X-Men 3. Still, I thought it wasn't very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been feeling well for the last few days. A flu epidemic has swept the house. All of us are sick! Aaaa..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla nak pegi kemas bilik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daa~&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/14438969-114881362942091813?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114881362942091813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114881362942091813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114881362942091813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114881362942091813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/05/update.html' title='The Update'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114872719854503148</id><published>2006-05-27T11:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:54:08.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Questions</title><content type='html'>answered by org malas update blog... &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name 3 schools u went to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;* SK Tmn Tun Dr Ismail&lt;br /&gt;*SM Convent Fr. Barre&lt;br /&gt;*Kolej DPAH Abdillah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name 3 things in ur purse/backpack/bag (dompet tu lain ke?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*student ID&lt;br /&gt;*credit card&lt;br /&gt;*moneyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;name 3 things u do when u're really stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* eat chocolate&lt;br /&gt;* distract myself with movies/tv&lt;br /&gt;* cry lorr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;name 3 places u go on a daily basis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CSI&lt;br /&gt;*University College Hospital Galway&lt;br /&gt;*bathroom [alah sama mcm Chee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;name 3 favourite fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*apple&lt;br /&gt;*banana&lt;br /&gt;*mangooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3 names u go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*adilla&lt;br /&gt;*dilla (actually I don't like ppl calling me this because part of my name is chopped off)&lt;br /&gt;*dielz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3 of ur favourite foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* nasi ayam&lt;br /&gt;* nasi lemak&lt;br /&gt;* nasi...tak boleh mkn nasik hari2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3 things u'r wearing right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pyjamas&lt;br /&gt;*slippers&lt;br /&gt;*kantoi tak mandi lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Whos&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who's in the house with u?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*aimi&lt;br /&gt;*kak faezah&lt;br /&gt;*kak murni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who (or what) r u thinking about right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*my mom&lt;br /&gt;*why am I sick&lt;br /&gt;*why this computer is getting on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;who did u last talk to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my mom&lt;br /&gt;*deebs&lt;br /&gt;*my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;who do u sit next to in your class? (mmg slalu ngan dorang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*erm.. sape2 laa kat front row tu&lt;br /&gt;*lately it has been bob, naza and org putihs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who was the last person u told u loved?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my mom when I sent her flowers ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;who do wish u were right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*an invisible person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;who gets on ur nerves the most at school?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*incompetence gets on my nerves (ok it's a what...anyone la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Wheres&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where do u live?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Galway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where is ur phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in front of me. I just had a missed call.. mls laa nk call balik.. blek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;where do u sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in bed, can't sleep anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;where is the last place u took a ride to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Omniplex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;where are u now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sofa in front of the tv in the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Whats&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what was the last thing u ate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*milk and choco pillows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;what colour shirt r u wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;what is the closest item near u that is blue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;what do u like best about school?{unibersiti la kan??}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*seeing people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;what is ur favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* black&lt;br /&gt;* blue&lt;br /&gt;* pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;what do u wear more: jeans or shorts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is the last movie that u watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;*X-Men.. it was blaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Whens&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;when did u start school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*when I was 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;when is ur birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* May 3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when did u last go to the mall?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*proper mall? last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;when was the last time u bought a pair of pants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;when did u last burn something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the sheet with my atm pin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;n thiz tag goes to&lt;br /&gt;noone... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114872719854503148?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114872719854503148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114872719854503148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114872719854503148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114872719854503148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-questions.html' title='3 Questions'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114756119277471651</id><published>2006-05-13T22:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:00:37.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok! Ok!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So a proper, proper update this time. Honestly though, I haven't been in the mood for updating. There isn't much to talk about nowadays...other than my clinical attachment of course. But that has been a bit bland as of late... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the little outburst of foul language the other day, hihi. The 'orang sebelah' has been getting on my nerves for quite a while now. Getting on my nerves is putting it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mildly.&lt;/span&gt; He (I presume its a he) always knows when exactly to play loud music. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; tactful. 8.30a.m, 1130a.m, 4p.m, 8.30p.m, 12a.m, 1.30a.m...the list goes on. Loud music alone doesn't justify my language, however, when it gets frequent and you're trying to cram for an exam...grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the worst times, he had a party until about 2-3a.m. I think it started around 12a.m. I was already asleep that time but I was awakened by music and the sound of people talking - loudly. I was too sleepy to get pissed that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"According to a study today around half of those enduring the effects of booming music, loud sex, barking dogs and family rows, have not reported the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because they do not know who to complain to, have no faith in the system or are afraid of confronting their neighbours." It's in the &lt;a href="http://www.bharian.com.my/m/BHarian/Sunday/Dunia/20060514010341/Article/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Malaysia too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complain to city council. Tp kalau malam2 buta boleh ke nak call? Ke nak call polis je? Some people have tried that and the polis boh-layan je. Then howww?!! I for one would not fancy going to the neighbour's and try to negotiate a truce at 1130p.m. *thank goodness the last time another neighbour went up to their door and gave the lad a good old shout. After that I slept blissfully. Eh. Not really because I had someone in my room using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't sleep with the lights on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;** Even a nightlight, even the light from the computer screen!&lt;br /&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/14438969-114756119277471651?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114756119277471651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114756119277471651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114756119277471651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114756119277471651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/05/ok-ok.html' title='Ok! Ok!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114736195291923631</id><published>2006-05-11T16:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T16:39:13.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>...is boooringgg. ZZZ. Vascular surgery is anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell asleep in theatre just now while watching an A-V Fistula. ZzzzZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House issues - I'm moving out! I hope I am. *rolls eyes* I hate having to move out, like, the process of moving...packing etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114736195291923631?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114736195291923631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114736195291923631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114736195291923631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114736195291923631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/05/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114695478648991339</id><published>2006-05-06T23:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:54:14.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>Are you so deaf that you have to play music at the loudest volume?!? At 11.30 pm? Fucking hell I'm trying to sleep! :@ :@ :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114695478648991339?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114695478648991339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114695478648991339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114695478648991339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114695478648991339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/05/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114658136212670696</id><published>2006-05-02T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T15:49:22.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saplais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was quite surprised, hehe, even though I caught you guys before the actual surprise. =p Hahaha. Sweetla korang. 2 days early is fine, one day early is also fine... but 2 months early deserves a rofl icon =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sorta forgot about the updating I was supposed to do in the last post.. Not about to make it up because I am feeling horribly lazy. Mana laa barang eBay I tak sampai2 lagi ni wei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my surgery attachment today. Woke up really early to go to the surgical conference at 8am. Luckily CSI is 2 minutes away so I'm able to wake up at 7 and still have time to shower and breakfast. 715am also sempat. Hehe. But that might soon be over because I might (might?) have to move out. Boo hoo. That's a story for another time, though. So back to my surgery attachment... Oh at the surgical conference the first case was a guy who got scalped. It was...ew. The guy had long hair (which he prolly did not tie back) and he was working with machines. Somehow his hair got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;caught in the machine&lt;/span&gt; and well the scalp got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ripped&lt;/span&gt; off. The first slide the presenter showed was something that resembled...well I don't know what it resembled but it was long hair attached to a piece of scalp and a forehead and eyebrows and the top of someone's ears. Tu tak geli lagi. The next picture showed the man with a bleeding head with no skin down to the forehead and missing the top of his ears. Ew. Kesian. Tapi ew. So what they did was stitch his scalp back on. Post-op pictures looked like he was doing ok except he could no longer furrow his brows or wrinkle his forehead anymore. Other than that he looks perfectly fine. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to ward rounds and finally the OT. Changed into scrubs and went in to watch a boring angioplasty for 2 hours. I almost fell asleep but it was cold and I only had scrubs on and I was standing up. Couldn't really see anything as the surgeon was only putting a balloon stent into the femoral artery so it was a small wound and he had his back to us. There wasn't much else going on except stuff that were coming on the X-ray tv thingie, angiogram ke ape ntah. The whole time we had to wear lead aprons (protects you against xrays) which weigh like, a tonne! Standing somemore! Sakit pinggang. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of surgery. Read and be enlightened by &lt;a href="http://faizulazmil.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-wear-or-not-to-wear.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114658136212670696?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114658136212670696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114658136212670696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114658136212670696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114658136212670696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/05/saplais.html' title='Saplais!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114641913469429863</id><published>2006-04-30T18:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:45:34.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Ada syndrome malas update blog sedikit. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways not many things to report about other than I went to town two days in a row in a fit of boredom. I was hoping to find something interesting to buy but of course with what little choice Galway has to offer I ended up getting nothing for myself (okla except cleansing water and vitamins - but still!). Got a nice birthday present for a friend though =) I love blackforest cake from that bakery opposite Charcoal Grill!! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chocolate eating habit did not go unnoticed by my skin. Two breakouts in one week! Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue updating in a bit =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114641913469429863?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114641913469429863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114641913469429863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114641913469429863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114641913469429863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114561670512371921</id><published>2006-04-21T11:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T11:51:45.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaaa!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/banked.jpg" border="0" alt="Negative!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..huhuhuhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114561670512371921?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114561670512371921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114561670512371921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114561670512371921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114561670512371921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/aaaaa.html' title='Aaaaa!!!!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114530657347402649</id><published>2006-04-17T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:42:53.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement!!</title><content type='html'>This is worthy of a blog announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever library book in University!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114530657347402649?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114530657347402649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114530657347402649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114530657347402649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114530657347402649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/announcement.html' title='Announcement!!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114504659563050615</id><published>2006-04-14T20:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:29:55.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>More! More! More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My homesickness got a little out of proportion the other day. And I actually never knew until someone pointed out the homesickness could be assessed by the SOCRATES method.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; - site  [&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; - onset  [&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gradual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C &lt;/strong&gt;- character  [&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;stabbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt; - radiation  [&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; - associated symptoms  [&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depression, headache, nausea, vomiting...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ngade je ni]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt; - time line  [&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;almost all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E &lt;/strong&gt;- exacerbating/relieving factors [ex: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;loneliness, boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; rel: &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;calling home, chatting to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eebs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; - severity [&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See! See!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasib baik ada &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESPRIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my new favourite shop in Galway.&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/14438969-114504659563050615?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114504659563050615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114504659563050615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114504659563050615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114504659563050615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-more-more.html' title='More! More! More!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114497341213702492</id><published>2006-04-14T00:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T01:11:54.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel fat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel fat. But my celeb matches at www.myheritage.com were interesting ;) Hehehe. Afza laa ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I suppose I should have a pop up warning saying this page may or may not contain offensive material. That way if someone happens to stumble in and thinks they won't like what they will be reading, they can navigate away from the page and stay in ignorance. As they all say laa kan, "Ignorance is Bliss."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need exercise but I'm too lazy to do anything. That's why when someone asks me if I want to go to town I would immediately say yes (most of the time) because it involves my only sport, shopping. =p I mean walking to town.. That's exercise you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My radiotherapy tutor says we need to make use of the holidays i.e don't go to attachments. I agree. =p There were plans to go to the ward rounds this morning, but that was before I heeded the advice... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go home. Seriously. Things I need to do at home:&lt;br /&gt;- go shopping&lt;br /&gt;- go skating&lt;br /&gt;- go to movies&lt;br /&gt;- go see friends&lt;br /&gt;- go make a pair of glasses (waa!)&lt;br /&gt;- balik kampung whee&lt;br /&gt;- go shopping&lt;br /&gt;- go shopping&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/14438969-114497341213702492?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114497341213702492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114497341213702492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114497341213702492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114497341213702492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-feel-fat.html' title='I feel fat'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114470466068292779</id><published>2006-04-10T17:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:31:00.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a good weekend in Cong, Co. Mayo (despite claims I'd been a dictator, obviously unfounded!). It was tiring though, sleep was scarce and activities carried on until about 12pm. However, it was highly enlightening and the speaker was fun (he was from Leicester, but that doesn't mean everyone from Leicester is fun. Kan? Hahaha) =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are out. Pharmacology, Behavioural Science, Neuroscience and Biochemistry. When I went to the faculty office to get the exam transcript I was nervous. I took the envelope and put it straight in my bag and proceeded trying not to think about it all through Pathology practical. Hmm.. I waited until I got home to see my results. Even then I intentionally stalled to gather courage. Huhuhu. Had to wait for the palpitations to die down a bit before opening the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict? Suffice to say my holidays won't be cut short, insya Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114470466068292779?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114470466068292779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114470466068292779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114470466068292779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114470466068292779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/relief.html' title='Relief?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114430844387984050</id><published>2006-04-06T07:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T08:27:23.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-Fifty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being a society registered with the university there are certain special benefits. Use of university property (halls, equipment etc.), getting a society budget every year, being eligible for university awards, free photocopying and printing, being eligible to apply for university sponsorship for events and travel...etc..etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society A is registered. Society B is not. Members of both society are mostly the same except that society B is more exclusive to a certain race and religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society B wants to organize a big event which includes a weekend getaway out of town. This certainly will cost a lot and to make things more complicated there is no limit on the number of participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So society B decides to ask society A to help. Someone from society A without consulting the rest of the committee goes ahead and asks the university for money on behalf of "society A" when in fact it's actually society B who needs it. The someone even promises society B that if the university does not sponsor, a minimum of 500Euros will be taken out of society A's bank account and given to society B. All this without the knowledge of the rest of the committee. The only way the rest knows is by a text message 3 days before the scheduled event. Nobody knows what anyone else thinks about it as there was no proper discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone pipes up and asks about all this, one of the committee members of society B thinks that the people of society A  "tak suka sgt laa nak tolong kitorg.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why they are eligible for this sponsorship? "Holding on to the thread of Allah is better than to hold on to the thread of organization." Even if you're manipulating the system and asking for what is rightly not yours? If that is the question then why are there 2 societies in the first place? That would also mean that society B is also eligible to use the photocopier (which they do btw), get a society budget (use society A punya la), use uni property (in the name of society A) and all the rest of the benefits. Without even getting registered. Where's the exclusivity in that? If we're asking for money from the university as Muslims then it shouldn't have been a member of society A that went to see the officer, should have been a member of society B la or just anybody for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a line between what is society A and what is society B? In this case it looks like its deliberately being blurred. Isn't it a breach of society ethics to just let another organization to use up your benefits in "your name" and saying to the university "Yea, members of society A are going so you have to sponsor us." I see it as a blow to the integrity of society A. And lying to the university in the process. So what of the sponsorship gained? Berkat ke dpt something through tipu2?&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/14438969-114430844387984050?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114430844387984050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114430844387984050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114430844387984050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114430844387984050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/fifty-fifty.html' title='Fifty-Fifty'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114418440868523546</id><published>2006-04-04T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:00:08.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I Ever Learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So much for saying no to eBay. 2 days and I'm currently bidding for 2 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first ward round today. 0930-1245 Gastro ward round with the team. Aiyooo so longg!!!!! It didn't help matters the fact that I was wearing heels. My feet are still aching 10 hours on. Dammit la, why did I wear those boots?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm running out of shirts and tops to wear. Already. So I really need to shop. Why isn't there anything interesting in Shop Street? Aaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. I need to get busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114418440868523546?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114418440868523546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114418440868523546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114418440868523546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114418440868523546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/will-i-ever-learn.html' title='Will I Ever Learn?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114400089459999954</id><published>2006-04-02T18:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:28:30.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have PMS, what's your excuse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I went to town and got nothing except for a few cards and a keychain - for me. Town sucks. Ok lets wait until the next JPA installment before I do more shopping. That includes eBay. I can't do anymore spending for a while - I might get a letter from the bank manager. =P I'm kinda wondering where all the money went. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway -&gt; Happy 20th Birthday Stacey! Happy 22nd Birthday Afee! Whee. Great party, great food! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday there was Student Evaluation. Here's what Ger said to me, "You've been punctual and you have good knowledge and skills. Maybe you'll need to speak a little louder because the wards can be noisy... " At this point I was nodding quite vigorously in an attempt to look keen. Then he goes, "You should also make a point to mix around more with the Irish students to improve your English and communication skills.." I came out of the room feeling skeptical of my English and communication skills. Am I that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear he said the same thing to all the other Malaysians. Ahh, standard script. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MCQ went ok. All I know is I won't get 100%. Not that I was expecting 100% or anything. Hehe. Some of the questions were uhm.. grrr! I'm glad it's over though. I'm leafing through my attachment booklet right now and the amount of things we have to know is tremendous. Aaaah! Huhuhuhu.&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/14438969-114400089459999954?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114400089459999954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114400089459999954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114400089459999954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114400089459999954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-pms-whats-your-excuse.html' title='I have PMS, what&apos;s your excuse?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114374868355331829</id><published>2006-03-30T20:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T20:58:03.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Buang Masa sebelum MCQ</title><content type='html'>1. Do you like chinese food? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How big is your bed? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Currently, single size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is your room clean? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Laptop or desktop computer?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do long distance relationships work? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How many times have you been pulled over by the police?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you like coffee? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yes. Caramel Macchiato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are you hearing right now?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I hear the tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Can you play pool?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Saya bukan rempit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you know how to swim? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite ice cream? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ice-cream makes you fat. Ahaha. Solero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Tell me a random fact: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Burping in public is rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Ever attend a theme party?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Masquerade, when I was in college. I prefer not to remember who I went with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite season? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Holiday season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite quote? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you desperate for anything right now? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm a desperate housewife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114374868355331829?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114374868355331829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114374868355331829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114374868355331829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114374868355331829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/buang-masa-sebelum-mcq.html' title='Buang Masa sebelum MCQ'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114356066604402068</id><published>2006-03-28T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:28:53.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Housewifery as a subspecialty - Banned from Medical Journals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**rupanya sedap Weetabix campur banana slices and chocolate sauce**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emergence of housewifery as a medical subspecialty is not new. Many female doctors (and the odd male) around the world have juggled both their medical careers and housework (with a considerable amount of effort, some more than others). Ok well it's not really a true type medical subspecialty --hehe-- it just sounds more fancy that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of taking it up as a whole. Full time housewifery. Surirumah sepenuh masa. For reasons such as:- getting to stay at home, having my own time, not having to get up early to go to 8am attachments, not having to read textbooks all the time, not having to sit for MCQs...the list is infinite! So what is there to do as a housewife? Hmm cooking, cleaning.... err...shopping? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then JPA wouldn't have a reason to give me money every 3 months. As my mom constantly reminds me:"Ingat mama cap duit ka? Cap duit.. cap duit.." Hehe. Best jugak kalau macam tu. Eh, if you're the Gabenor Bank Negara.. i.e Dr. Zeti Aziz.. boleh ke cakap kat anak camtu? I mean.. dia sign wang ringgit itu... Lantas, kalau jadi anak dia boleh la jawab, "Yelah mama cap duit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting Medicine attachment on Tuesday week. I had my HSE card made today. Whee. Skarang baru propesional... So attachment.. with Dr. O'Gorman's team. Starts at 8am. Hmm. We're in groups of 5 this time. Thank goodness I got great groupmates ;) Some people are a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt; unlucky --&gt; contohnya &lt;a href="http://afzaza.blogspot.com"&gt;Afza&lt;/a&gt;... malang tidak berbau. Eh? She is stuck with "bossy" and "weirdo" for apparently...the rest of our medical course. Gelak evil. I feel sorry for her. =) I mean =(&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; but hey I guess you can learn to improve your "communication" skills by learning to cope with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine is slowly taking over my life. Saya mau jadi surirumah! Is it too much hoping to find a Rangga-esque character who by chance owns a country? ;)&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/14438969-114356066604402068?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114356066604402068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114356066604402068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114356066604402068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114356066604402068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/housewifery-as-subspecialty-banned.html' title='Housewifery as a subspecialty - Banned from Medical Journals'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114348678439990451</id><published>2006-03-27T20:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:13:04.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Manners Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a dish is presented, the food is served to one's plate and then passed on to the next person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not mix foods on the plate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chew with the mouth closed, and do not talk when chewing a mouthful of food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not talk at an excessively loud volume.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If at all possible, refrain from coughing or sneezing at the table.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never tilt back your chair while at the table, or at any other time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tea or coffee &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;should never be poured into the saucer to cool but should be sipped from the cup.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do not make unbecoming noises while eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (Like slurping noodles or making obvious chewing noises with the mouth open. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DETEST IT&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not play with food or table utensils.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not indicate that the food is not to your taste.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not leave the table before the others without asking the host or hostess for excusal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not put your elbows on the table or slouch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fork is used to convey any solid food to the mouth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat soup&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;noiselessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and with the side of the spoon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish all food presented to you if possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unfold your napkin and put it on your lap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burp somewhere private. Not in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;Japanese culture allow noodles to be slurped, if you do slurp, do it silently or else don't do it. It's just rude and extremely unbecoming. Especially for a girl. **&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/14438969-114348678439990451?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114348678439990451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114348678439990451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114348678439990451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114348678439990451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/table-manners-anyone.html' title='Table Manners Anyone?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114331158232763517</id><published>2006-03-25T18:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T18:39:04.323Z</updated><title type='text'>To Shop or Photoshop?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/IMG_1974ee.jpg" alt="On my Bookshelf!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my Bookshelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/IMG_1925e.jpg" alt="ICW Closing Ceremony" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICW Closing Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/IMG_0897eE.jpg" alt=";)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture taken by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/DSC00172eE.jpg" border="0" alt=";))" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little monster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114331158232763517?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114331158232763517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114331158232763517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114331158232763517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114331158232763517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-shop-or-photoshop.html' title='To Shop or Photoshop?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114306026898826391</id><published>2006-03-22T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:44:29.093Z</updated><title type='text'>It's not me, it's you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm just paranoid. Confused too maybe. Yea. I'm not too worried about it though. It's just a phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The problem of the high electricity bill has somewhat been resolved. Landlady let us take EUR30 off next month's rent. Whee.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning a classmate asked me why I have an English accent. She asked me if I went to school in the UK. I said, "Uh, yea." Quite sheepishly. I mean, I hardly notice it anymore, and I think I speak mostly 'Manglish' nowadays, with a typical Manglish accent - because I spend a lot of time with people who speak the language ;) I use the suffix -lah quite often. Make that very often, every other word, like. She also told me it sounded "posh" and "it's really nice". *and I almost turned a beetroot colour* Hik hik hik. Macam hiccups pulak. The landlady once asked if I was English. Heh. My mind went back to the college days. During the IELTS trial exams. My English teacher told me after the Speaking Component that my accent sounded posh. Like the Queen's English. He asked me where I lived.. "Birmingham". "You don't have a Brummie accent." Well I don't know where it came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this time when I first got back from UK, circa 1997, my Form 1 English teacher asked me to read a sentence from the buku teks. "I thought the third day was Thursday." So I read it macam biasa la kan. What the teacher said to me made it sound like I didn't read it properly. "Nevermind, you'll be speaking like the rest of us soon." I used to hate the Manglish accent. Couldn't stand it. Got used to it now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This English accent not only affected me in English class, it also spilled into the Bahasa Melayu class. Yea. BM teacher: "Adilla, baca perenggan pertama." So I read. She then commented, "Awak sebut perkataan macam "ke-Inggeris-an"." From that point forward I have been overly conscious about the way I read BM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the "English" accent helped me. During emceeing and debating - which I did quite a bit in school. I get the shivers now when people ask me to emcee. Been too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me. Me. Me. Hey, it's my blog. It's supposed to be about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114306026898826391?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114306026898826391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114306026898826391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114306026898826391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114306026898826391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-not-me-its-you.html' title='It&apos;s not me, it&apos;s you.'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114289986924070240</id><published>2006-03-20T23:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:11:09.266Z</updated><title type='text'>Apa yang dikejar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Menuju puncak..&lt;br /&gt;Gemilang cahaya mengukir cita seindah rasa&lt;br /&gt;Menuju punjak..&lt;br /&gt;Impian di hati bersama janji azam sejati..&lt;br /&gt;Pasti berjaya...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/content.asp?y=2006&amp;dt=0321&amp;amp;pub=Utusan_Malaysia&amp;sec=Dalam_Negeri&amp;amp;pg=dn_04.htm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/content.asp?y=2006&amp;dt=0321&amp;amp;pub=Utusan_Malaysia&amp;sec=Dalam_Negeri&amp;amp;pg=dn_01.htm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, talk about melaena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once you've smelt it, you'll never forget it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an excellent attempt of reducing the number of aplicants for Medicine. We'll see how that goes now. Anyway, it might be true in a way. How many doctors are leaving the profession nowadays to turn to things like business, housewifery (hihi..) and...politics? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the passion? Where's the allegieance to the Hippocratic Oath? Where is the humanity?&lt;br /&gt;What has that go to do with it? Anyways, in the rat race for money, fame and glory humanity may be lost. Suck up to the rich dudes and the poor.. will blame it on the government for not looking after them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the government's responsibility to send us overseas (or where ever) to study. It's our right." Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple example: So we have this agreement with the sponsors right, we sign this bonding agreement that says we've gotta work for the government for a certain length of time. And we see numerous individuals shirking that responsibility. Yet, we are aware of the fact that one of the tanda-tanda orang munafik is: bila dia berjanji, dia mungkir. From the news we hear that these shirkers are getting other people to follow in their footsteps. Dahla mungkir janji, menghasut pulak tu. Is that where we are headed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no such thing as a free lunch." There needs to be give and take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why fight fire with fire? Use water." Elaborate in your own minds.&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/14438969-114289986924070240?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114289986924070240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114289986924070240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114289986924070240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114289986924070240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/apa-yang-dikejar.html' title='Apa yang dikejar?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114271563449776543</id><published>2006-03-18T20:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:00:34.516Z</updated><title type='text'>It's not my birthday yet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: May 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more than a big ball of energy - you are a big ball of hyper.&lt;br /&gt;You are always on the go, but you don't have a type a personality.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of channeling your energy into work, you instead go for fun and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Witty and verbal, you can have an interesting conversation with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your larger than life imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You tend to be pretty scattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Lime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Lightening bolt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A review:&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like a big ball of hyper - I like staying home doing nothing but looking at the computer screen. That is why I think I need glasses. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Am I always on the go? Hmm. Only when it comes to shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of channeling your energy into work, you go for fun and adventure - absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;Witty and verbal? Interesting conversation with anyone? I once made friends with an Italian guy while waiting for the tube to Heathrow. I even got his number. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larger than life imagination - hmm yea.  Always things out of my grasp.&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty scattered, yea. Disorganized. You should see my room. 10 minutes after I tidy up I have stuff all over the place again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like lime, but if makes me powerful... well... I might rethink my choices.. =p&lt;br /&gt;I dunno anything about lightning bolts other than they are scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March is hmm... so so...&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/14438969-114271563449776543?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114271563449776543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114271563449776543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114271563449776543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114271563449776543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-not-my-birthday-yet.html' title='It&apos;s not my birthday yet...'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114263705122966510</id><published>2006-03-17T22:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:10:51.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Saya bukan rempit!</title><content type='html'>I cannot see the correlation between playing pool and being a rempit. Hmm. Or being a perempuan cabaret for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is interesting though! Once you get the hang of it of course ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Great barbeque though. Need to do more of that. Socializing makes you feel less lonely. Also less depressed. Whee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"This is the first time Adilla's laughed so loudly..usually she's not like this."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea I seldom smile. And people think I'm sombong. Yay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114263705122966510?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114263705122966510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114263705122966510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114263705122966510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114263705122966510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/saya-bukan-rempit.html' title='Saya bukan rempit!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114243219618861512</id><published>2006-03-15T14:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:17:42.840Z</updated><title type='text'>Broke-ish!</title><content type='html'>A question: What do you do when your electricity bill is &lt;strong&gt;EUR 359.00&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: Call daddy and ask for money. And probably stop eBay-ing. Like &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is going to happen. *snort*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daddy: I wore the tie you gave me on my first day of work. It's my lucky tie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: Aww. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114243219618861512?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114243219618861512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114243219618861512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114243219618861512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114243219618861512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/broke-ish.html' title='Broke-ish!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114227065432483203</id><published>2006-03-13T17:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-14T13:09:03.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Ahem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quote of the day: "So that's what it feels like to have a finger up someone's arse."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Digital examination was on the menu today, rather, a more fancy term - the magic finger. Personally, I don't see anything remotely magical about it. Apart from being able to tell if a person has rectal cancer, or uhm an enlarged or nodular prostate, of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fortunately, not unfortunately, we got to try it out on a model. Not a model patient as in a human being but a plastic model. Not very realistic. The sphincters weren't present. It was almost weird, like. It wasn't warm or spongy or squishy or anything like that. It was rubber and plastic. The model was perfect - it didn't flinch when 15 people in turn, put a finger up it's anus over and over again. Haha. Not really a dream clinical scenario.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can assure you it was difficult keeping a straight face. Seeing someone groping up the model's anus is damn funny.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"No giggling! This is serious stuff." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I think you're enjoying it too much now, take your finger out. Next!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"You don't need to wash your hands after that."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to sober up when my turn came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tutor: "What do you feel? Do you feel the ridge in the middle of 2 bulges?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "Yea."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tutor: "What about this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: "It's nodular."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tutor: "Bingo!" ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to study a bit more. Focus please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114227065432483203?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114227065432483203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114227065432483203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114227065432483203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114227065432483203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahem.html' title='Ahem!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114216658862086430</id><published>2006-03-12T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:42:26.073Z</updated><title type='text'>Work Work Work! Or No Work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The psychological aspect of pain management involves controlling the emotional response to pain. Pain is not only physical, it is also emotional. That is why we tend to get angry or tearful when we experience pain. The more you hurt the more anxious, angry or depressed you feel. The more anxious, angry or depressed you feel, the more you hurt. You are caught in a vicious cycle! Hmm. However, we can learn to side-track the emotional response to pain by a process called distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what has this got to do with me? =p Well, "Adilla, you sure you want to take up another post?". It's called distraction. And more work. I don't regret it though, it's something I want to do, for me. True, I get burnt-out at times but that doesn't mean I hate it. Far from it! =) *Am I saying this to make me feel better? =P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course during the Isoc AGM a few things could have been better, like greater attendance. Seriously, the Muslim male student population of NUIG is not 15! Then we hear they were too tired to come after playing football. Ahh. One disappointed poster on MelayuGalway, the local community yahoogroups lashed, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mati ke kalau tak main bola sepak??!!&lt;/span&gt;" Harsh. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kehadiran members brothers especially, semalam amatlah mengecewakan dan mendukacitakan!!! Bukan suruh buat kerja, mintak datang makan and vote je!!! Susah sangat ke???? Penat sangat ke? Boleh mati ke?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does sound angry, doesn't it? Still, there were a few eye openers: "Fikirlah, kenapa Allah ciptakan kita? Utk main bola ke? Utk tgk tv or main PS2 ke? Utk shopping ke?? Utk ape?.... Wamakhalaqtuljinna walinsan illaliya'buduun!! - Tidak Kami ciptakan jin dan manusia  melainkan untuk beribadat kepadaKu - " among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself was appalled with the attendance - the post for President was unchallenged, the candidate himself at first refused. There was almost a female president. (Not wrong of course, but I would prefer a male, Sh. Khalid in his post-AGM speech said that if there is no suitable male candidate, choose a female.) Ni bukan suitable tak suitable. Suitable but malas, suitable but couldn't be bothered, suitable but irresponsible, suitable but scared of taking responsibility... Kesimpulannya, unsuitable la semua org tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have strayed from the original topic. Oops. Have a good day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinical Exam skills lesson for the day: Splinter haemorrhages on the nails - sign of infective endocarditis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, check &lt;a href="http://news.independent.co.uk/world/science_technology/article350594.ece"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out...and &lt;a href="http://www.1001inventions.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too..&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/14438969-114216658862086430?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114216658862086430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114216658862086430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114216658862086430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114216658862086430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/work-work-work-or-no-work.html' title='Work Work Work! Or No Work?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114195006338352477</id><published>2006-03-10T00:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:22:04.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Burn out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have society burn-out syndrome. A syndrome is a collection of symptoms. So this society burn-out syndrome thingie - I feel tired, I feel lazy, I feel not bothered, I feel like I couldn't care less. The work keeps on coming. I need to catch up on reading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally! BS exam is over. No more BS yay (for now). It went well...did it? As someone put it just now, "&lt;em&gt;goreng sampai hangus!&lt;/em&gt;" that was what I did. I have to admit though, I wasn't too convinced with my &lt;em&gt;goreng&lt;/em&gt;-ing or as someone else puts it "educated bluffology". But what's done is done and it's all in the past now. Like the first of 5 batches of spaghetti &lt;em&gt;goreng&lt;/em&gt; I did tonight. Man, that was tiring! And I used the word &lt;em&gt;goreng &lt;/em&gt;in 3 consecutive sentences! Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have successfully (sorta) taken history from a patient! Whee! And she was very nice. (Thank goodness). And did I tell you my tutor is cute? I'm going to repeat that continuously over the next four weeks. Just watch out. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok well, Talley &amp; O'Connor is waiting. Gotta run! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114195006338352477?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114195006338352477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114195006338352477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114195006338352477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114195006338352477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/burn-out.html' title='Burn out'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114167803564023558</id><published>2006-03-06T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:49:58.353Z</updated><title type='text'>Bla bla blaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read on the BBC website the other day a teenager was fined 70 quid for swearing while talking to his friends at the park. The police officer who fined him said it was to protect the society. Yeah. And all the hoo-haah over freedom of expression. Puh-lease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, today is the first day of the clinical skills course. I woke up on time! I was at the lecture theatre early! Whee! And the lecturer stressed the importance of being punctual. We would be graded on punctuality. Whoo! Tomorrow brings another 9am lecture. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've also started tutorials. Suffice to say, I love it. Ok, elaboration: the tutor is cute and so baik! Learning how to take history is boring however, a cute teacher makes it much better! Oh Dr. Aidan ku... hihihi. Now we spend a few hours a week at the hospital.. have to wear white coats.. use the stethoscope.. whee! I want a proper HSE nametag!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking, how am I going to work in Malaysia, and converse in Malay with patients? Hmm. I speak mostly English sprinkled with Malay. Ahh. I have to translate in my head first before I speak Malay. Huhu.  I probably speak quite well in informal situations but in formal settings I'm crap. Hehe. Have to go to BM tuition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114167803564023558?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114167803564023558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114167803564023558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114167803564023558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114167803564023558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/bla-bla-blaa.html' title='Bla bla blaa!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114147570882207076</id><published>2006-03-04T12:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:09:02.113Z</updated><title type='text'>If I want to go I'll go. If not don't force me.</title><content type='html'>I have decided to retract this post due to censorship issues. Hehe. Shh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114147570882207076?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114147570882207076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114147570882207076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114147570882207076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114147570882207076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-i-want-to-go-ill-go-if-not-dont.html' title='If I want to go I&apos;ll go. If not don&apos;t force me.'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114134389429072826</id><published>2006-03-02T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-03T00:00:30.196Z</updated><title type='text'>Postponed Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This must be some kind of torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I tell myself "Ok. Today's the day. Study BS." I get an email from the class rep saying the exam is postponed. For the THIRD time. WTF(flower?)! Just when I was feeling studious again. Why ruin my moment of greatness? Whyyyyyy??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the library (not studying, of course, broadband at home is not enough must use the internet at school aswell) when I got the news. There were other classmates at the library studying (or doing a damn good job pretending to study). So I went up to them to tell them the news and if it wasn't a library someone might have thrown a big tantrum. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baik aku balik tido je camni.."&lt;br /&gt;"Stresslah camni asik postponed je"&lt;br /&gt;"Why not cancel it altogether?! Grr."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess starting to study isn't such a good idea. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to next Monday's lecture. Not too excited about the time though. 9 am??? It's going to take a huge amount of effort to get up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, I'm back to being a surirumah wannabe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114134389429072826?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114134389429072826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114134389429072826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114134389429072826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114134389429072826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/03/postponed-again.html' title='Postponed Again!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114117256448187509</id><published>2006-02-28T23:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:22:44.546Z</updated><title type='text'>B-O-S-A-N-!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ini la nama dia bosan dan tak sedar diri exam minggu depan. A few blogs I've read ade bendealah ni. Dah lama tak buat bende tak berfaedah mcm ni. Sila-sila baca, you might learn something. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 Jobs I've had:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lunch time snacks seller in primary school (tapi tade gaji uhuhu)&lt;br /&gt;2. Jual makanan time Hari Kantin kat skolah...&lt;br /&gt;3. Penyanyi sambilan time Kolej (not KMYS)... ahahaa :P&lt;br /&gt;4. Data collector kat University College Hospital.. ni keje betul and I got paid 11Euros per hour and I worked 8 hour shifts weekdays and 12 hours during the weekend ...sadly I'm still broke-ish...&lt;br /&gt;5. [saje ngade nk tambah no. 5] surirumah sepenuh masa (ini cita-cita saya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 movies I can watch again and again and again and...:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. LOTR trilogy hehe. Blame my siblings. Diorg siap hafal script k!&lt;br /&gt;2. Gol dan Gincu - Sbb cite dia comel...mcm saya... terima kasih&lt;br /&gt;3. Buli - brings back memories in the chalet kat KMYS. Igt lagi Arfa obses dgn lagu "Ku Waras Sementara.." Lalala...&lt;br /&gt;4. Ada Apa Dengan Cinta. Sbb. Ntah. Saje suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 Places I Have Lived:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Birm&lt;br /&gt;2. Kuching&lt;br /&gt;3. LA&lt;br /&gt;4. Sungai Petani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 tv shows I love to watch:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Akademi Fantasia~~!, balik ni tak tau laa... mungkin akan demam lagi... mungkin akan pegi Final Concert lagi.. hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;2. The Weakest Link - I love trivia!&lt;br /&gt;3. My Super Sweet 16 on MTV. Haha spoilt rich kids. I also wantttt!&lt;br /&gt;4. Desperate Housewives... and the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 places I've been on vacation:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. London - blegh, doesn't even feel like a vacation anymore. I go there for work purposes now. Cewah =P&lt;br /&gt;2. Mainland Europe - haha broad spectrum... byk sgt tempat lah!&lt;br /&gt;3. Cliffs of Moher ...vacation la tu..&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to go to Egypt! *for reasons other than the Pyramids ;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 blogs I visit daily:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mine&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends' (it depends I don't go every day.. sbb diorg pun tak update hari2)&lt;br /&gt;3. eBay. Eh tu bukan blog laa.. My eBay tu mcm blog laa kan? Hari2 ada update :P&lt;br /&gt;4. There are no blogs I visit daily. Kalau ade pun tanak ckp :P Tp takde la. Betul. Tak tipu. Ish. Tak caye sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of my favourite foods:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pasta - in whatever shape or form, lasagne, spaghetti etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;2. Domino's Delivery: Cheese &amp; Tomato pizza with mushrooms, jalapeno peppers and extra cheese, with garlic pizza bread and coke. I dah hafal no tlefon Domino's tu. Slalu sgt order.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nasi Goreng Paprik... yg sedap. I have yet to find the best. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;4. Garlic Naan &amp;amp; ayam tandoori kat kedai mamak dekat rumah tu. Waaaaaa!!!! Nak balikk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 places I'd rather be:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Home )'; Boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;2. One Utama, shopping or movies&lt;br /&gt;3. KL&lt;br /&gt;4. Anywhere but here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 albums I cant live without [at this point in time]:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. James Blunt - Back To Bedlam&lt;br /&gt;2. Kelly Clarkson - ape ntah nama album dia ni tak igt sori.&lt;br /&gt;3. Radja -Langkah Baru/ Peterpan - Alexandria&lt;br /&gt;4. My current looped playlist in iTunes ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 vehicles I own:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Daddy's car&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom's car&lt;br /&gt;3. The other car&lt;br /&gt;4. Sadly I don't properly own a car ...yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposed to be passed on to others. I can't be bothered. Sesape yg bace n tade keje lain sila-sila buang masa anda.&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/14438969-114117256448187509?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114117256448187509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114117256448187509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114117256448187509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114117256448187509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/b-o-s-n.html' title='B-O-S-A-N-!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114105624932853222</id><published>2006-02-27T15:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-01T12:35:33.740Z</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Je suis desole&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento&lt;br /&gt;Ik ben droevig&lt;br /&gt;Sono spiacente&lt;br /&gt;Perdoname&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Please don't say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;I heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;And I can take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Please don't say "forgive me"&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all before&lt;br /&gt;And I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not half the man you think you are&lt;br /&gt;Save your words because you've gone too far&lt;br /&gt;I listened to your lies and all your stories [I listened to your stories]&lt;br /&gt;You're not half the man you'd like to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't explain yourself 'cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;There's more important things than hearing you speak&lt;br /&gt;You stayed because I made it so convenient [I made it so convenient]&lt;br /&gt;Don't explain yourself, you'll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomen nasai&lt;br /&gt;Mujhe maph kardo&lt;br /&gt;Przepraszam&lt;br /&gt;Slicha&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sorry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; I don't usually listen to Madonna, but this caught my attention. Just goes to show watching Pimp My Ride is beneficial. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114105624932853222?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114105624932853222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114105624932853222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114105624932853222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114105624932853222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114089919134851420</id><published>2006-02-25T18:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-26T20:11:44.603Z</updated><title type='text'>Bahasa Jiwa Bangsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Sebelum membaca dengan lebih lanjut, sila lawati pautan &lt;a href="http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/content.asp?y=2006&amp;dt=0224&amp;amp;pub=Utusan_Malaysia&amp;sec=Forum&amp;amp;pg=fo_05.htm"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt; dan &lt;a href="http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/content.asp?y=2006&amp;dt=0224&amp;amp;pub=Utusan_Malaysia&amp;sec=Forum&amp;amp;pg=fo_01.htm"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurang sesuai menulis tentang kepentingan Bahasa Melayu dengan menggunakan Bahasa Inggeris. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa rojak (bahasa pertuturan kebanyakan kita pada hari ini) hampir mendominasi sistem penyiaran di Malaysia. Seperti pendapat penulis, "hampir kesemua temu ramah atau penerbitan bahasa Melayu yang dimuatkan dalam rancangan saluran-saluran TV di Malaysia hari ini bercirikan bahasa rojak." Apakah bahasa rojak ini pada suatu hari nanti tidak dapat dibezakan lagi dengan Bahasa Melayu kerana terlalu banyak perkataan Inggeris "diserapkan" secara langsung dan tidak langsung ke dalam kosa kata? Perlukah kita menafikan kepentingan bahasa ibunda untuk menjadi suatu bangsa yang bergelar moden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastinya, Bahasa Melayu tidak seharusnya menjadi bahasa yang statik, sebaliknya satu bahasa dinamik yang mengalami perubahan selaras dengan peredaran masa. Namun ini tidak bermaksud kita boleh sewenang-wenangnya "membaiki" tatabahasa dan kosa kata dengan menyelit istilah-istilah bahasa asing di dalam pertuturan, lebih-lebih lagi dalam majlis rasmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menarik:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut statistik penggunaan bahasa di dunia, penutur bahasa Melayu dianggarkan berjumlah lebih 300 juta (bersama penutur Bahasa Indonesia) dan merupakan &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;bahasa keempat dalam turutan jumlah penutur terpenting&lt;/span&gt; bagi bahasa-bahasa di dunia selepas bahasa Mandarin, bahasa Inggeris dan bahasa Hindi/bahasa Urdu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlu diingat, penggunaan bahasa rojak di Malaysia tidak sepatutnya hanya dikaitkan dengan pencemaran Bahasa Melayu kerana Bahasa Inggeris turut dicemar oleh Bahasa Melayu. Begitu juga keadaannya dengan pencemaran di dalam bahasa-bahasa Tamil dan Cina (Mandarin, Hokkien, Kantonis), mungkin ini juga dibahaskan oleh pencinta bahasa-bahasa tersebut. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; I have not won the fight against eBay. Yet. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; ala sian Ahn tak menang gold for 1000m speed skating. :(:( Takpela sebbaik Apolo tu cute. Takpe, yay, Ahn menang gold for relay. :):)&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; kalau dalam situasi tak rasmi, mcm dlm blog ni takpe guna bahasa rojak, bahasa slanga, bahasa pasar atau bahasa-bahasa lain sekalipun, nyehehe.&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; I was emcee during the Deputy Health Minister of Malaysia's meeting with students in Galway a few weeks ago. Mistake: I decided to emcee in Bahasa Melayu. Turns out I'm crap at impromptu BM emceeing. =p Mum won't be proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114089919134851420?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114089919134851420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114089919134851420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114089919134851420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114089919134851420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/bahasa-jiwa-bangsa.html' title='Bahasa Jiwa Bangsa'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114043912724940177</id><published>2006-02-20T12:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:31:13.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Eeek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Behavioural Science has got to be one of the most important subjects in the medical school curriculum. I mean it teaches you how to communicate, how to understand, how to deal with patients. But why the hell is it so boring? It has always always been in the back seat (make it the boot)of my studies this year. Even worse than Biochemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I haven't really seen anyone that interested in the subject. I mean, it is interesting when you read it for fun (ahaha) but when it comes to exams...haihhh. My notes are just lying there on the table right now, probably begging me to show more interest. Sorry notes! It's just not working. Sometime today I'ma have to start. Or else. ---&gt; see, I am never going to learn my lesson. Focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh I like la that new(?) Peterpan song: Tak Bisakah. Macam best. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0mPzmg0Ul4"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0mPzmg0Ul4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eBay has got to be one of the most addictive things I have tried. I need to stop before I start getting withdrawal symptoms. I need to stop while I can! Hehehe. I just spent €A (undisclosed) on item X. Hehehe. Oh! That's why I didn't want to get a credit card! Laa... :P Ok ok that was the last item, I mean, if I win the next item &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; will be the last item. I hope ;) At least it doesn't cost as much as item X. =) Anyways, better item X than the 5 or more trips to the UK capital last year. Ok shadap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garbled and disjointed points aside, good luck everyone for the coming exams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114043912724940177?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114043912724940177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114043912724940177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114043912724940177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114043912724940177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/eeek.html' title='Eeek!'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-114021124244114232</id><published>2006-02-17T20:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:31:59.400Z</updated><title type='text'>::Wishful Thinking Helps::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I kinda miss the layout of my old blog. *be strong Adilla* I can't have flashbacks now, because I'll get post-traumatic stress disorder. And then I'll need anti-anxiety pills or benzodiazepines (e.g. Diazepam, Lorazepam..etc)- but I'll have to beware of the side effects: dry mouth, blurred vision...constipation... *sigh* Hope I don't need to retake Pharmacology. Pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, bad news for a friend after the exam today. :(:(:( Hope he's okay, and able to deal with the situation - and get through the exams. :/ I think better before BS than before Pharm. But who could deny God's will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting more and more peeved with certain goings on. Seriously, I think etiquette classes  (table manners... and manners in general) are more than necessary! Is it them? Or am I just paranoid? Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah it may be the raging hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I story on my first ever eBay item? It's a lightbulb. You read right, a &lt;strong&gt;LIGHTBULB&lt;/strong&gt;. Don't laugh. It's for my study lamp. --&gt; niat murni nih, nak stadi. Hahahaha. Yea. Right. And I had to buy it anyway becauseeee:&lt;br /&gt;1. it was cheap&lt;br /&gt;2. kat Galway takde jual model tu (sgtlah teramat kodinya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-114021124244114232?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/114021124244114232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=114021124244114232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114021124244114232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/114021124244114232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/wishful-thinking-helps.html' title='::Wishful Thinking Helps::'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-113967578748660291</id><published>2006-02-11T16:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:32:23.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Married bliss?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends (who are also classmates) got married yesterdayyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting a bit paranoid. Is this getting married thingie going to become somekinda peer pressure??!! OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing!! Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even get a relationship to work and someone is getting married? Already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy for them though =D Semoga berbahagia smpai ke anak cucu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slamatt pengantin baruu.. Slamat berbahgiaa.. Slamat ke anak cucu.. Slamat s'jahtra..~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have a married couple in our class. Whee :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCPs anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder if she would take OCPs. I mean what if they have a baby?!"&lt;br /&gt;"Where are they going to live?!"&lt;br /&gt;"Why so early, dammit!"&lt;br /&gt;"I want to get married too!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Pharmacology exam is next week and they got married yesterday?"&lt;br /&gt;"Serioussss?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequently asked questions and frequently expressed phrases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-113967578748660291?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/113967578748660291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=113967578748660291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113967578748660291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113967578748660291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/married-bliss.html' title='Married bliss?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-113933853259855213</id><published>2006-02-07T17:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:32:40.763Z</updated><title type='text'>Anyone up for a joke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some joke that turned out to be. (referring to the deeply inciting cartoons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading through threads and threads regarding this issue on yahoo.. and it's even on torrentspy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fascinating quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Try respecting Brits and Americans!"&lt;/strong&gt;  --&gt; is this a chicken before the egg thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you don't like it, go home"&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; wtf(flower?), most of the Muslim (Asian)community have been in UK for generations, and they are British citizens. Go home? UK is their home. And what of the non-Asian British Muslims? What home to they go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you don't respect your own religion it doesn't mean you can disrespect other religions."&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..But I plead to the muslim faith, don't rise to it, it's a cartoon, don't prove them right that your a violent religion by turning to violence. Debate, negotiate, discuss. Truely the pen is mighter than the sword. Violence can only go so far!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; it's not just a cartoon, it's an insulting cartoon. I agree to the latter part, not resulting to violence so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It only proves to me that the Muslim solution to everything is violence, violence and more violence"&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; yes, I kill people when I'm stressed because that is how I, a Muslim, find a solution to all my problems. Thank you. D'uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The truth is that their Quran speaks of killing Jews and Infidels.... my bible speaks of love, patience and kindness....." &lt;/strong&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPARE: &lt;em&gt;"This day the LORD will deliver you into my hand, and I will strike you down, and cut off your head ... that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1 Samuel 17:46&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"'Adn paradise will they enter, therein will they be bracelets of gold and pearls, and their garments there will be of silk. And they will say: "All the praises and thanks be to Allah, Who has removed from us (all) grief. Verily, our God is indeed Oft-Forgiving, Most Ready to appreciate (good deeds and to recompense)."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fatir 35:33-34 &lt;/strong&gt;--&gt; See, I can also play that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether to laugh or cry at some of these statements. Just think of them as being ignorant, because it is only obvious they have not put a thought into what they have said and have not bothered to do proper research on Islam to base their claims. The fact of the matter is, if you're prejudiced.. you're prejudiced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-113933853259855213?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/113933853259855213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=113933853259855213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113933853259855213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113933853259855213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/anyone-up-for-joke.html' title='Anyone up for a joke?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-113918100338541205</id><published>2006-02-05T22:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:33:08.036Z</updated><title type='text'>A Long Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I beg to differ. Some days have been longer. Ahh it's already past 10pm. Definitely NOT a long day. But it was, initially, when the PPIMG AGM was going on. Grr. Not that I'm angry or anything. Just disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very pleased with the whole technicality of the changing the constitution.&lt;br /&gt;1. vague clauses, objectives too big to be achieved - even the government, any government for that matter, doesn't put "membela nasib org Islam di seluruh dunia" in the perlembagaan, clauses that may be too late in changing...&lt;br /&gt;2. people voting in favour of "basically the same thing" as opposed to "the same thing but put in a different way" - total waste of time, and energy.&lt;br /&gt;3. people don't know what they are actually voting for, and the seriousness of it -&gt; this tidak apa attitude lah.&lt;br /&gt;4. people who don't agree not voicing their opinions.&lt;br /&gt;Because why? [ gross grammatical error] Because in the end, it all boils down to one thing, NOTHING is gonna change. And in the end, I voted blindly, because: tidak apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to this membela nasib thing, yes, it's such a niat yg murni, undoubtedly, but the feasibility? "Start with the small things.." Ok, like the kutipan derma (which of course was done by Muslim Youth Soc not PPI) Fine. Where exactly in the future are we going to be able to reach out to all the org Islam di seluruh dunia (and thus achieve this elusive objective - mind you it is in the constitution which you HAVE to adhere to)? 10 years? 20 years? I just don't see it happening, with the constraints of the society. Why not just focus more on issues of people in Galway before trying to change the world - which I don't see happening, in the near future, or anytime. Resolution: eh to make it achievable, put a time frame, say a hundred years or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most times overlooked, in my opinion -&gt; if you don't achieve your objectives, then how can you deem yourself successful? It's a student society for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not arguing a point that I didn't voice out. I did. And was met with, "Ape salahnya?"s. Constitution matters. If it didn't then why did you make one up in the first place. The contents matter. Why make something up and not adhere to it? You can't put in an objective and during the year realise you are not up to it because "tak mampu"... then ignore it. Resolution: Don't put it there in the first place lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak puas hati,&lt;br /&gt;Shantalla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-113918100338541205?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/113918100338541205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=113918100338541205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113918100338541205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113918100338541205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-day.html' title='A Long Day'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-113907067767567544</id><published>2006-02-04T16:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:31:17.693Z</updated><title type='text'>What did YOU do today?</title><content type='html'>Oh the moon has come, the day is done,&lt;br /&gt;the night has covered up the sun,&lt;br /&gt;I have stood so often before you to pray,&lt;br /&gt;but I wonder Allah, tell me, what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;Did I remember the words of Al-Fatihah?&lt;br /&gt;Did I take time to thank you for all that I have?&lt;br /&gt;Did I call on you to guide my way?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have whispered to you as I made Ru’ku&lt;br /&gt;Subhana Rabey’yal Adheem.&lt;br /&gt;But was my faith bright or grey?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, tell me, what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;Did I smile at my brother?&lt;br /&gt;Was I kind to my Mother?&lt;br /&gt;Did I teach another something I know?&lt;br /&gt;Or did my love of this world lead me astray?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sami Allah hu liman hamida&lt;br /&gt;Rabbana Lakal Hamd.&lt;br /&gt;Sami Allah hu liman hamida&lt;br /&gt;Rabbana Lakal Hamd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I’ve bowed to you with my face in the dust,&lt;br /&gt;Subhana Raby’yal a`la.&lt;br /&gt;The blessings you give I could never repay.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, tell me, what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;Did I use my time?&lt;br /&gt;Did I use my mind?&lt;br /&gt;If I search my heart what will I find?&lt;br /&gt;The light of your guidance is a glimmering ray,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, Tell me what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-D. Wharnsby-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-113907067767567544?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/113907067767567544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=113907067767567544&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113907067767567544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113907067767567544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-did-you-do-today.html' title='What did YOU do today?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-113869987778617765</id><published>2006-01-31T09:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-31T09:31:17.803Z</updated><title type='text'>Oit</title><content type='html'>In celebration to a greeting I get when someone wants to chat. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been a busy bee in the past few weeks. With almost no time to myself. Lack of sleep, lack of proper food, lack of study, lack of mandi? Eh, takdela. Tapi yang penting... tak terurus la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are on 18th&amp;23rd, what have I done? Huhuhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-113869987778617765?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/113869987778617765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=113869987778617765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113869987778617765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113869987778617765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/01/oit.html' title='Oit'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-113658069733129980</id><published>2006-01-06T20:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:18:11.883Z</updated><title type='text'>So What DoYou Wanna Be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="doctors?" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/hmm.gif" "height=300 width=425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another medical related post. But of course, in other people related jobs, appearance is important, like being a singer, for instance. *snort*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-113658069733129980?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/113658069733129980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=113658069733129980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113658069733129980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113658069733129980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-what-doyou-wanna-be.html' title='So What DoYou Wanna Be?'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14438969.post-113647400419740193</id><published>2006-01-05T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:13:24.210Z</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Up Appearances</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while I was out shopping, while browsing the cosmetics section in Boots, a friend told me that she wanted to get a foundation...and maybe a lip gloss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her why, because well, she isn't really the makeup wearing kind (and she admits it).&lt;br /&gt;"So you're having a makeover?" I ask. "No." She proceeds to explain that it's for when we start clinics. "Huh?" Apparently appearance is important in hospital -  nice, formal clothes, a bit of makeup, proper shoes. "Ohh." I instantly think of medical interviews, maybe they interview to pick the cute ones who are suitable future doctors, of course grades too, and personality, I think. Is that why I got 3 offers out of 4 (which I screwed up, of course)? Hehe. But then I think of all the not so cute people also picked. Hmm. Maybe they were feeling sorry for that person. Give them a boost of confidence by picking them? Ish jahat gile. Of course that's not true :) I hope. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up can transform the dullest faces, like mine on a bad day, into something somewhat presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks me, if you buy foundation, you have to buy concealer right? "No, takyah pun takpe, I don't use concealer.." "You don't need concealer lah" Laugh laugh laugh. Yea right. Man, that has a double meaning! One: you don't need concealer sbb your face dah ok. Two: You don't need concealer sbb concealer pun takle tolong cantikkan your face yg buruk itu. Dammit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's not physical beauty she's talking about when making the statement, appearance is important. It's the way you dress for the occasion, in this case, a hospital attachment. Where you are meeting patients and attending clinics. You have to be presentable for that. A selekeh doctor won't get any points from me, no no...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14438969-113647400419740193?l=adillanur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/feeds/113647400419740193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14438969&amp;postID=113647400419740193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113647400419740193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14438969/posts/default/113647400419740193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adillanur.blogspot.com/2006/01/keeping-up-appearances.html' title='Keeping Up Appearances'/><author><name>Adilla Nur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03705563667730334180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b97/adillanur/lalala.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
